I'm sipping cold and slow while careful to keep my
all my friends are going death
and breathing’s just a waste
in the kingdom of hell
you and i would bastardize the
black jesus on a burning cross
even nuns getting splashed by
as we're pricked with the sandspurs of time
who will
you and me
fall asleep
at the wheel
where are we going anyway?
we
Cut it til its gutted
I let my weight fluctuate. fuck.
Yes,
It is very true
Part of my skeleton is stained black
don’t get me wrong I know something is wrong
and now
all of you dead doves on sustaining streets
becoming soulmates with
i fiend it fair
when hell will melt
the misery me and
Come on, truly it was always dusted fly dead in
its kind of like love but a little more important
kind
so we are on a poor, but potentially lovely ship
and
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