Porcelain Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 its not really one upping and kissing ass. you just make yourself look like a complete idiot and a fag in front of everyone. and you're just sad cause everyone agrees. im pretty sure more people without green names can say the same thing let me post this for you again Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
STREPTORISGAY Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 No ones sad, i just pointed out how unknowingly u 2 just smooched each others asses.And am i really making myself an idiot in front of, OH NO,...... EVERYONE?! NOT EVERYONE. Oh how harsh life will be if the few who dick ride porcelain dont agree with me!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
STREPTORISGAY Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 Lil Wayne sucks Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
twinky the kid Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 edit Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
twinky the kid Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 Lil Wayne sucks[/size] there you have it, gliks. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dosa312 Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 Im not in the Dirty Dozen... and I bought all my tic-tacs off of porcelain and milk on ebay... but I don't get pommeled unless I do some really stupid shit (ie:the 400th chuck norris superthread I tried to make once)... you just need to choose carefully... and don't get all emotional if somebody drags you through the mud... it's what makes CH0 what it is. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
takecover Posted April 3, 2008 Author Share Posted April 3, 2008 You guys are really goin at it. But yo, my bad if yall already knew this shit, alot of ppl just sleep on it honestly. Just thought id thro an opinion in. No harm meant. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Porcelain Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 haha man im getting my kicks out of this. i love when people just keep going and going. hahaha. want me to feed you more to chomp on fag? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
twinky the kid Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 dosa312 is fucking shradicle. /no dickriding /no homo /no philly cheese steak Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SHIT$REAK Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 So confused Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shai Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 Lil Wayne sucks Soulja Boy up in it (OH!) Watch Me Crank It Watch Me Roll Watch Me Crank Dat Soulja Boy, That Super Man Dat (OH!) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja ) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja ) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja ) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja ) Soulja Boy up in it (OH!) Watch Me Crank It Watch Me Roll Watch Me Crank Dat Soulja Boy, That Super Man Dat (OH!) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja) Soulja Boy up in it (OH!) Watch Me Lean And Watch Me Rock Super Man Dat (OH!) Then Watch Me Crank Dat Robocop Super Fresh, Now Watch Me Jock Jocking On Them Haterz Man When I Do Dat Soulja Boy I Lean To The Left And Crank Dat Dance (Now You) I'm Jocking On Yo Bitch Ass And If We Get The Fightin Then I'm Cocking On Your Bitch You Catch Me At Yo Local Party Yes I Crank It Everyday Haterz Get Mad Cuz "I Got Me Some Bathin Apes" Soulja Boy up in it (OH!) Watch Me Crank It Watch Me Roll Watch Me Crank Dat Soulja Boy, That Super Man Dat (OH!) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja Boy) Soulja Boy up in it (OH!) Watch Me Crank It Watch Me Roll Watch Me Crank Dat Soulja Boy, That Super Man Dat (OH!) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja ) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja ) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja ) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja ) I'm Bouncin On My Toe Watch Me Super Soak Dat (OH!) I'ma Pass It To Arab Then He Gon Pass It To The Low (Low) Haterz Wanna Be Me Soulja Boy, I'm The Man They Be Lookin At My Neck Sayin Its The Rubberband Man (Man) Watch Me Do It (Watch Me Do It) Dance (Dance) Let Get To It (Let Get To It) Nope, You Can't Do It Like Me Hoe, So Don't Do It Like Me Folk, I See You Tryna Do It Like Me Man That Shit Was Ugly Soulja Boy up in it (OH!) Watch Me Crank It Watch Me Roll Watch Me Crank Dat Soulja Boy, That Super Man Dat (OH!) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja ) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja ) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja ) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja ) Soulja Boy up in it (OH!) Watch Me Crank It Watch Me Roll Watch Me Crank Dat Soulja Boy, That Super Man Dat (OH!) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja ) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja ) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja ) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja ) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dosa312 Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 I could go for a Philly Steak right now... with some Cheese Whiz. Props to you Twinky... just go bid on my Ebay lot :lol::lol: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shai Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 And I do walk upon Wan’s Dyke And I do survey the land And I did become the Reaper with my own bare hands+ For I am Wodan, Though, some call me Hermes, Some call me Roman Mercury, God of cargos, God of weather, Hanging God of boundaries, Hanging God of Gibbet Hill Killing God of hidden doorways. Spinning the yarn from Wansdyke to Silbury Spinning the taelbook, telling the tale Telling the tellbook to all and sundry Keltiberians and Irish Gael Then I hear camp followers bellow afar Their shrieking lament for Johnny Guitar: "Look to the farthest far horizon Look to the bloodlust deepest scar Look to the scattering Brythonic uprising For this be the wall of Johnny Guitar There be the ditch that you shall die in Here be the wall that I shall cry on Ditch dug with antler and ox bone shovel This rising wall that shades our ancient hovel." Look to the north a quick mile yonder Look to our Yggdrasilbury Look to the Saxon chasing Viking Look to the Norman chasing Saxon Look to the German chasing German German German German German Here in the bloodlust deeper scar For here be the wall of Johnny Guitar "Play your gloom axe Stephen O’Malley Sub bass clinging to the sides of the valley Sub bass ringing in each last ditch and combe Greg Anderson purvey a sonic doom." To rage in sound this valiant despair Doom and gloom as each a splendid pair To rage in sound the valiant despair: Not Abraham, Not Moses And not Christ Neither Jove to whom we sacrificed, Not Attis Not Mohammed, But to hilltop Thor We rave and dance and weep and we implore: Look to the farthest far horizon Don’t blame the messenger, Don’t blame the messenger, Look to the farthest far horizon Don’t blame the messenger. Don’t blame the messenger, For I am Death so Ragnarock with me For I am Doom so Ragnarock with me. And I stood upon Wan’s Dyke And I did survey the land And I did become the Reaper with my own bare hands... And then I was King Vikar with his arms outstretched And then I was King Vikar with his broken neck And then I was the villain and the victim and the priest Was grim misunderstanding and was grim as death itself My Wall My Wall caught in the thrall of my Wall My Wall My Wall caught beneath the thrall of my Wall. Here in the bloodlust deeper scar For here be the wall of Johnny Guitar Here in the bloodlust deeper scar For here be the wall of Johnny Guitar Play your gloom axe Stephen O’Malley Sub bass ringing the sides of the valley Sub bass climbing up each last ditch and combe Greg Anderson purvey a sonic doom. Stand in the thrall Stand in the thrall Stand in the thrall of my tidal wall Stand in the thrall Stand in the thrall Stand in the thrall of my tidal wall Stand in the thrall Stand in the thrall Stand in the thrall of my tidal wall Mothers to your bosoms, Grab your child and sing, As to your breasts cascade and sing: Brothers and fathers, Down to the thing in the middle of the town To judge at the thing These the effeminate priests of Frey That don their drag And shriek through the day That drag their God through the muddiest fields Spilling seed to raise the yields These the odd castrated womb-men On this onerous land of no men There the infernal priestess of Freyja, These her people layer on layer Then the infernal priestess of Freyja Visiting the farms The seething seer Visiting the farms And rarely leaving Mounting the tumulus The people grieving Dodens doddering dead and dying. Hear the modest priests of Ing Who’s harkening always let us sing That let’s us free our tightest waistband Let’s us fertilise our own land Spunked entire nations from one phallus Spunked the vegetation into being Spilled the super seed into the one day superceded earth. Old Mother Fucker She was a cocksucker To give her poor family a home Went down on their ding song And drank for a sing song But ended her sad life alone. Around the church in Yatesbury the dead Lie scattered underneath the sacred yew As Sheila the Witch attending Sunday prayer Praises a God but never tells them who And from my Wall observing Sheila the Witch Praises her God but never explaining which. And every Monday night by the light of Moon Those Meddlesome meddlesome meddlesome bells And the heavy metal of the heathen bells Meddlesome meddlesome meddlesome bells And the bad heavy metal of the heathen bells Meddlesome meddlesome meddlesome bells And the heavy metal of the heathen bells Meddlesome meddlesome meddlesome bells And the bad heavy metal of the heathen bells And Doggen can testify to my claim That the Christians of Yatesbury are Christian in name But their stomping pounding actions attest To their Christianity happiest at rest And Doggen who played at the John Stewart Hall Can attest that its keeper is the heathenest of all Is a shapeshifter tending to her hogweed hidden And her dear Paul wallows in the village pond nay midden For all of us are boundaried by Wan’s Dyke at the west And the great world hill which spies us and can never let us rest Bringing on Iranian Mithra From its home beneath the east Caught always in the thrall of my Wall Caught always in the thrall of my Wall Stand in the thrall Stand in the thrall Stand in the thrall of my wall Stand in the thrall Stand in the thrall Stand in the thrall of my wall Stand in the thrall Stand in the thrall Stand in the thrall of my wall Here in the bloodlust deeper scar For here be the wall of Johnny Guitar Here in the bloodlust deeper scar For here be the wall of Johnny Guitar Play your gloom axe Stephen O’Malley Sub bass ringing the sides of the valley Sub bass climbing up each last ditch and combe Greg Anderson purvey a sonic doom... Don’t blame the messenger of gloom, Don’t blame the messenger of doom, For this be the Ragmarockingest aeion In stillness O’Malley and Anderson play on... play on... play on... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
twinky the kid Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 As he's dying in his dreams I hope you're choking in your sleep Try and breathe Justice push this pillow Try and breathe Try and breathe My sweet I wish you the best and that you'll sleep Dragging it back into my dreams Lay your head down try and rest You left him sweating summer nights facedown Foreplay with the streets The salt to garnish his wounds And you just danced your way home (Paint your walls with his insides and hang his life above your bed Paint your walls with his insides try and sleep now) You made it so As he's dying in his dreams I hope you're choking in your sleep Try and breathe Justice push this pillow Try and breathe Try and breathe My sweet I wish you the best and that you'll sleep Dragging it back into my dreams Lay your head down try and rest I bet you love this, don't you? I bet you love this, don't you? I bet you love this... Now peel back his skin dear, peel back his skin And he'll just smile.... But he's only smiling to deny the pain And he's only smiling And I bet you love this, don't you? I bet you love this, don't you? I bet you love this, don't you? I bet you My sweet I wish you the best and that you'll sleep Dragging it back into my dreams Lay your head down try to rest (One last breath, I'll watch you, I'll watch you breathe your last One last breath I won't even close my eyes) i win. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
STREPTORISGAY Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 haha man im getting my kicks out of this. i love when people just keep going and going. hahaha. want me to feed you more to chomp on fag? If you have no more slander to speak of and wise ass unintelligent jokes to spew out, then just get overyourself and put down the keyboard mother so blatently did not want you to break from getting so worked up over internet forums Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dosa312 Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 If you have no more slander to speak of and wise ass unintelligent jokes to spew out, then just get overyourself and put down the keyboard mother so blatently did not want you to break from getting so worked up over internet forums Interwebs iz serious bidness... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
STREPTORISGAY Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 :D......................... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Porcelain Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 man oh man oh man. why are you getting so bent out of shape? im sitting here laughing on the inside. while you get all worked up. relax man. like you said its the internet, dont let it get to you but on the other hand to me Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shai Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 A long long time ago I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance That I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride But something touched me deep inside The day the music died So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Did you write the Book of Love And do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so Do you believe in rock n' roll Can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow Well, I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm & blues I was a lonely, teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singin' So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Now for ten years we've been on our own And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone But that's not how it used to be When the Jester sang for the King and Queen In a coat he borrowed from James Dean In a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the King was looking down The Jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned And while Lenin read a book on Marx The quartet practiced in the park And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died We were singin' So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Helter Skelter in a summer swelter The birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass The players tried for a forward pass With the Jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the half-time air was sweet perfume While the Sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died We started singing So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Oh, and there we were, all in one place A generation lost in space With no time left to start again So come on, Jack, be nimble, Jack be quick Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the devils only friend Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in Hell Could break that Satan's spell And as flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the music died He was singing So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store Where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play And in the streets the children screamed The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I admire most The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And they were singin' Bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levy But the levy was dry And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singing this'll be the day that I die They were singin' Bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levy But the levy was dry And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singing this'll be the day that I die Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SHIT$REAK Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 Ohh I see. <--- Not confused nemoarz Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
twinky the kid Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 YO SHIT$REAK POST N00DZ OF YOUR GIRLFRIEND OR YOUR PREMIUM STATUS WILLED BE REVOKED!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dosa312 Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 *edit* Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shai Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 Come over to the window, my little darling, Id like to try to read you palm I used to think I was some kind of gypsy boy Before I let you take me home. So, so long Marianne, its time that we began To laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again Well, you know that I love to live with you, But you make me forget so very much I forget to pray for the angel And then the angels forget to pray for us. So, so long Marianne, its time that we began To laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again We met when we were almost young Deep in the green lilac park You held on to me like I was a crucifix As we went kneeling through the dark. So, so long Marianne, its time that we began To laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again Your letters say that you are beside me now Then why do I feel alone? Im standing on a ledge and your fine spider web Is fastening my ankle to a stone. So, so long Marianne, its time that we began To laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again For now I need your hidden love Im cold as a new razor blade You left when I told you I was curious I never said that I was brave. So, so long Marianne, its time that we began To laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again O you are really such a pretty one I see youve gone and changed your name again And just when I climbed this whole mountainside To wash my eyelids in the rain. So, so long Marianne, its time that we began To laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Porcelain Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 Were no strangers to love You know the rules and so do i A full commitments what Im thinking of You wouldnt get this from any other guy I just wanna tell you how Im feeling Gotta make you understand * never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you Weve know each other for so long Your hearts been aching But youre too shy to say it Inside we both know whats been going on We know the game and were gonna play it And if you ask me how Im feeling Dont tell me youre too blind to see (* repeat) Give you up. give you up Give you up, give you up Never gonna give Never gonna give, give you up Never gonna give Never gonna give, five you up I just wanna tell you how Im feeling Gotta make you understand Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shai Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 I smoke chewy like a mother fucking nut You got a grab bag hit the zags and roll her up Cuz a nigga like me, cant fake it when im high Get the visine for the tight red eyes Jumped in the Cutlass with the niggas from the set The blunt went out, but we aint done yet Get another one blaze like its barbeque beef it aint nuttin like a blunt for the funk in ya teeth yea, im a skinny 6'5" motherfucker if u didnt know me, you would think i was a clucker but im not a clucker im a dodger and a ducker come a lil closer im a show u im a punch ya and if i cant beat u get my gun and im a buck ya turn u over like a bitch pull out my dick and im a fuck ya like a fiend for the weed ill tweak 4 15's in ur trunk thats beat proper ass amps abco, alpine put the coke on the dash roll a dolla do a line pump RBL's maybe 1 2 3 or the funky shit by the I.M.P now im high like a motherfucking jet fuck a 9 to 5 im a juke on the set slang these thangs and fuck these hoes, one line at a time goes up a niggas nose the shit clean my sinuses just like a shower indo or tide blend it in with the powder now im chewy high with a hard ass dick ooh there goes my pager could it be a trick bitch oooh its Janine, she licked my dick clean cum right away bring a dime bag of weed Like a nigga thats sick, caught up in the groove Kill the pussy bust a nut and like a vet stick and move Out of that house a quickie I know she got mad Because I killed it and I didn't bring the weed I did bring the weed but I left in the my Cutty Did you really think I would smoke some dank with you dummy? (yeah) No, Dre Dog won't die See my nigga Cougnut nigga let's get high He said I got the drank and you got the dank He said my nigga Dre Dog Frisco is the place For me to get high and you to get drunk We smoke dope we rap and these hoes we fuck Ooh I'm high as hell from snorting that girl Rush Mr. Cee so I could tie me up a curl Out that shop hoes do jock See my Cutty in a rag I will drop top See the freak on the block I think her name was Kim Just stole her in the Cutty like Iceberg Slim I said how you doin, my name is Dre Dog You give me your number I'll give you a call She said my hair looked proper as it blew in the wind But I can't have her number cuz I fucked her best friend It's a pity I'm a nigga that just don't care Except for my dope my money and hair Cuz everywhere I go it's the same damn song Nigga smoke more dope than Cheech and Chong I love to tell the truth but I'm such a good liar The Dre Dog nigga smoke more than Richard Pryor I'm true to the dope that I smoke no joke Check me right now there's a gram in my coat Cocaine blunts (what?) and hip hop tapes (what?) Rubber car keys and ID that's fake And rhymes do pay so my pockets do grow I snort so much snow that they should call me Dre Blow Cuz I don't drink beer I don't drink gin Bust the freak hit the pussy then I try to fuck her friends Dre Dog don't laugh ain't a damn thing funny When niggas talk to freaks who ain't got no money I done smoke enough blunts fool to fill my brain Chewy boy do me raw cut cocaine And niggas get pumped when they smell dank-a-roma When they smell dank-a-roma then they know I'm on the corner They offer me drank but I don't get drunk I smoke dope I rap and these hoes I fuck Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
twinky the kid Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 As he's dying in his dreams I hope you're choking in your sleep Try and breathe Justice push this pillow Try and breathe Try and breathe My sweet I wish you the best and that you'll sleep Dragging it back into my dreams Lay your head down try and rest You left him sweating summer nights facedown Foreplay with the streets The salt to garnish his wounds And you just danced your way home (Paint your walls with his insides and hang his life above your bed Paint your walls with his insides try and sleep now) You made it so As he's dying in his dreams I hope you're choking in your sleep Try and breathe Justice push this pillow Try and breathe Try and breathe My sweet I wish you the best and that you'll sleep Dragging it back into my dreams Lay your head down try and rest I bet you love this, don't you? I bet you love this, don't you? I bet you love this... Now peel back his skin dear, peel back his skin And he'll just smile.... But he's only smiling to deny the pain And he's only smiling And I bet you love this, don't you? I bet you love this, don't you? I bet you love this, don't you? I bet you My sweet I wish you the best and that you'll sleep Dragging it back into my dreams Lay your head down try to rest (One last breath, I'll watch you, I'll watch you breathe your last One last breath I won't even close my eyes) As he's dying in his dreams I hope you're choking in your sleep Try and breathe Justice push this pillow Try and breathe Try and breathe My sweet I wish you the best and that you'll sleep Dragging it back into my dreams Lay your head down try and rest You left him sweating summer nights facedown Foreplay with the streets The salt to garnish his wounds And you just danced your way home (Paint your walls with his insides and hang his life above your bed Paint your walls with his insides try and sleep now) You made it so As he's dying in his dreams I hope you're choking in your sleep Try and breathe Justice push this pillow Try and breathe Try and breathe My sweet I wish you the best and that you'll sleep Dragging it back into my dreams Lay your head down try and rest I bet you love this, don't you? I bet you love this, don't you? I bet you love this... Now peel back his skin dear, peel back his skin And he'll just smile.... But he's only smiling to deny the pain And he's only smiling And I bet you love this, don't you? I bet you love this, don't you? I bet you love this, don't you? I bet you My sweet I wish you the best and that you'll sleep Dragging it back into my dreams Lay your head down try to rest (One last breath, I'll watch you, I'll watch you breathe your last One last breath I won't even close my eyes) As he's dying in his dreams I hope you're choking in your sleep Try and breathe Justice push this pillow Try and breathe Try and breathe My sweet I wish you the best and that you'll sleep Dragging it back into my dreams Lay your head down try and rest You left him sweating summer nights facedown Foreplay with the streets The salt to garnish his wounds And you just danced your way home (Paint your walls with his insides and hang his life above your bed Paint your walls with his insides try and sleep now) You made it so As he's dying in his dreams I hope you're choking in your sleep Try and breathe Justice push this pillow Try and breathe Try and breathe My sweet I wish you the best and that you'll sleep Dragging it back into my dreams Lay your head down try and rest I bet you love this, don't you? I bet you love this, don't you? I bet you love this... Now peel back his skin dear, peel back his skin And he'll just smile.... But he's only smiling to deny the pain And he's only smiling And I bet you love this, don't you? I bet you love this, don't you? I bet you love this, don't you? I bet you My sweet I wish you the best and that you'll sleep Dragging it back into my dreams Lay your head down try to rest (One last breath, I'll watch you, I'll watch you breathe your last One last breath I won't even close my eyes) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
STREPTORISGAY Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 So he attempts plays the "reverse it on him!" card. Na man i aint mad at all im jus havin fun kickin back shootin the shit Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Porcelain Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 It's so nice sitting very still, in a room where no one else can feel the pain that breaks my heart each day, I'm not ok. Sunlight shining through my window, let's me know that I'm still alive Why did I ever let you inside my heart? I'm such a fool. Paint my face in shades of blood and grey and take a seat right next to me But I should have known that you were a killer. But now I'm dead. A gaping hole, shot through my heart A lost connection from your poison dart Shot from your tounge to end my life. You're blowing at the fire to light your strife. You'll never know. The hardest thing about dying is, knowing you'll never see the light of day. A gaping hole...(shot through my heart) A lost connection from your poison dart. My head now spins and my ears bleed gold. I try so fucking hard, but I can't fit your mold. The hardest thing about dying is knowing you'll never see the light of day(x2) You ripped my heart out, you tore my eyes out, now you're gonna pay I'll stab you one time. I'll eat your heart out so you feel my pain. Don't you know that I always see you in all of my dreams? I wanna kill you. I wanna kill you now.(x2) I'm insane. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Porcelain Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 Well I had a dream last night and in my dream I took a knife to you. I slit your throat from ear to ear The wound was gasping for the air.....your scream so clear But every dream could never come true. Only in my sick mind can I do these things to you. With every passing moment, it just keeps getting worse The walls are getting smaller and I am six feet beneath the earth. And I will be, oh I will be, lost. I had a dream last night and in my dream I robbed a country club. A 5 year old tried to stop me, but I shot him through the head, and now he's dead. Your heart. Oh it's better too...... Rush upon this blade Then give into the fear in your heart. These dreams never cease Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shai Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 Chocolate Rain Some stay dry and others feel the pain Chocolate Rain A baby born will die before the sin Chocolate Rain The school books say it can't be here again Chocolate Rain The prisons make you wonder where it went Chocolate Rain Build a tent and say the world is dry Chocolate Rain Zoom the camera out and see the lie Chocolate Rain Forecast to be falling yesterday Chocolate Rain Only in the past is what they say Chocolate Rain Raised your neighborhood insurance rates Chocolate Rain Makes us happy 'livin in a gate Chocolate Rain Made me cross the street the other day Chocolate Rain Made you turn your head the other way Chocolate Rain History quickly crashing through your veins Chocolate Rain Using you to fall back down again Chocolate Rain Seldom mentioned on the radio Chocolate Rain Its the fear your leaders call control Chocolate Rain Worse than swearing worse than calling names Chocolate Rain Say it publicly and you're insane Chocolate Rain No one wants to hear about it now Chocolate Rain Wish real hard it goes away somehow Chocolate Rain Makes the best of friends begin to fight Chocolate Rain But did they know each other in the light? Chocolate Rain Every February washed away Chocolate Rain Stays behind as colors celebrate Chocolate Rain The same crime has a higher price to pay chocolate Rain The judge and jury swear it's not the face Chocolate Rain Dirty secrets of economy Chocolate Rain Turns that body into GDP Chocolate Rain The bell curve blames the baby's DNA Chocolate Rain But test scores are how much the parents make Chocolate Rain 'Flippin cars in France the other night Chocolate Rain Cleans the sewers out beneath Mumbai Chocolate Rain 'Cross the world and back its all the same Chocolate Rain Angels cry and shake their heads in shame Chocolate Rain Lifts the ark of paradise in sin Chocolate Rain Which part do you think you're 'livin in? Chocolate Rain More than 'marchin more than passing law Chocolate Rain Remake how we got to where we are Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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