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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

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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.

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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 )

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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...

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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.

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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

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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...

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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

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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

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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

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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

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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)

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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.

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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

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