Tell me something I don't know. Show me something I can't use. Push the button. Connect the goddamned dots. . Live-in thief in my bedroom bathroom. Commodity sodomy glass autonomy.
Thieves, thieves and liars, murderers. Hypocrites and bastards in laughter. . Hey, thanks for nothing. Morals in the dust. Two faced bastards and sycophants.
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Is anybody here?. Is everybody here?. The service is about to begin!. . I make my servant by fires insidious. Instead of the laughter, there's the last of the separated jewels.
Dehumanize. Lobotomize. Thrown into a cell. Swallow your pride. In an infant mind. . Thrown into a cell. A punishment fit. For a crippled mind. Don't do that to me.
Will these dreams still follow me. On of dark obscurity?. Can't you see it up in the sky. As it kicks you in the face and lets you dye. You never have the answers.
It's always getting clearer. It's coming through to me. Can you hear it in your ear. When you are fast asleep?. . They're always sending letters. They wait for you at home.
Will these dreams still follow me. Out of dark obscurity?. Can't you see it up in the sky. As it kicks you in the face and lets you die. . You never had the answers.
Do or die, it's a rockabye. Come on over mine tonight. . Do or die, it's a rockabye. Come on over mine tonight. . Get your filthy hands off my ice cream.
Wet hands admitted and. Through dead nails all splitting sand. . Underneath it's strychnine. Winds that change are never seen. Beasts that back to the wall and cry.
Ahh. Agony. . Pain is my name. Dancing on the edge of a nervous breakdown. Dancing on the edge of a razor blade. Desperately seeking for relief. . I just let go all that holds me back.
Hey, didn't I see you at the sizzler last night?. I never heard of them, do you have change for a dollar?. No but that dress is real expensive. It's too cold and I can't stand salty stuff.
I'm a killing machine. . I'm a killing machine. I'm a killing machine. I'm a killing machine. I'm a killing machine. . I'm a killing machine. I'm a killing machine.
Temper frayed and sanctified. Delivered up in flames. No eyes, no grace, no motion. No mention of the game. . The sweetest flower in the valley. The sickest joke in the book.
Ah ha , ha ah..... I have here ..see I.... have here is my hand. As blue and cold as...a meek star old. Go for a pound, ten ground and down. Ten ground and down.