Poor soul
Spit upon that
Poor soul
He never knew
Spaceboy, you're sleepy now
Your silhouette is so stationary
You're
Baby Grace is the victim
She was 14 years of
Funny how secrets travel
I'd start to believe if I were
Valentines Day, 25, June, 16th, Wednesday, July 6th, 20, 0,
Stay away from the future
Back away from the light
Now. Not tomorrow
Yesterday
Not tomorrow
It happens today
The
My name is Mr. Touchshriek
Of Touchshriek with mail over
Test, testing, testing
This, hmmm, Grace is my name
And and
Segue
I was
Ramona A. Stone
I started with no enemies
Old Touchschriek was the main nameserver
Suspected of being a
Ramona is so cold
When she broke it off with Leon,
Yooou, yooou, yooou
Yooou, yooou, yooou
All our friends
Now
(Heart's filthy lesson)
There's always the Diamond friendly
Sitting in the
For we're living in a safety zone
Don't be holding back
Turn, and turn again
Turn, and turn again
I shake
(We're living in a golden age, a golden age, a
White boys falling on the fires of night
(I wish
Cruising around me the flames burn my body
Wishful beginnings
