once more we clearly see you'll choke on 3 words but you won't choke on dick swallowing pride swallowing your pride like drunken friday nights whose next
in your room i'm in your head now can you feel it? can you feel this smelling your hair? it's okay that you're the answer that i can't seem to formulate
our guise is that of an apparition enthralled in the vanity of self-worship our robe our crown as much a part of us as the very marrow in our bones we
when the line between truths is as shallow as your breath when you sigh all we become are echoes of what we once were like cheap red lipstick and whore
this ship aint gonna sink without its captain (we're all gonna die) so take your twenty-first century telegraph and take your keystroked morse code (take
open the door spit in my face get on your knees and bleed on me everyone needs to wake the fuck up and witness the sheer atrocity in the powder room i
i remain docile panic panic despite what you say i am still quite afraid panic may arise there will be no memorial to praise your name panic may arise
there's a bat crawling on my neck and it's a big one and it's got your number and it's got mine too and it'd be quite content to feast on you oh my
it was faulty foundation said the weeping eyes the architecture bends under pressure the architecture broke over lies they said its just a trend just
your gift horse has brought flies and the stench is unbareable i'm left with no option, but to embrace apathy and loneliness hoping that i die i took
blood's not enough to give to you blood's not enough to change your mind what's worse is when you're assured that this state could be deemed as something
you would make the prettiest of brides (oh baby i got you workin from the nine to five) you would make the prettiest rape victim (oh baby i got you workin
i've packaged my emotions its limited edition oh the new clear vinyl this ones guaranteed to make you weep with the pretty print (oh we'll sell them all
how's the water let's drown ourselves tonight in sappy goodbyes and witty remarks to keep our smiles from ear to ear let's pretend this isn't killing
you are a sunset you paint a perfect portrait and with just one touch i'll be fucking sold i am a ghost i am transparent consider the consequence of a
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