He's a real cool guy and he's a hero of mine. Travis, Rhinehart rolled into one cute son. Less than zero a grotesque nightmare. Subtly disturbing like normal behaviour.
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Life is lead weights, pendulum died. Pure or lost, spectator or crucified. Recognized truth, acedias blackest hole. Junkies, winos, whores, the nation's moral suicide.
One, two, three, four. Five, six, seven, eight. . I am the raping sunglass gaze. Of sweating man and escort agencies. 60's Alienation the anthem of care.
Vintage aromas and vintage ideals. Old men greying to a dying country's needs. Waiting for a knighthood to while away the hours. Listen and learn now it's time to kill your betters.
I'm feeling sick with alcohol. I'm feeling numb with stupid pain. I smelt death all around our name. I feel the snakes crawling upon my skin. . Everywhere, everywhere is on its knees.
Economic forecasts soothe our. dereliction. Words of euthanasia, apathy of. sick routine. Carried away with useless. advertising dreams. Blinding children, life as.
(...revolution, revolution, revolution...). . Never ever wanted to be with you. The only thing you gave me was the boredom I suffocate in. Ooh ooh ooh.
I am nothing and should be everything. You're methadone pretty, surrender in pity. Intentional destruction germ. Eats your thoughts and makes you happy.
Wherever you go I will be carcass. Whatever you see will be rotting flesh. Humanity recovered glittering etiquette. Answers her crimes with Mausoleum rent.
Between the billboard masturbation. Across highways of metallic isolation. There lies the deafenin' screamin'. Of the millions wipin' out the diseased pages.
No one likes looking at you. Your lack of ego offends male mentality. They need your innocence. To steal vacant love and to destroy. Your beauty and virginity used like toys.
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Somebody told me to vote Conservative. Tragedy is not known under this dimmest of lights. Everybody feels sick by the courtesy of dismay. Was I schooled without direction?.
I write this alone on my bed. I've poisoned every room in my house. . The place is quiet and so alone. Pretend there's something worth waiting for. There's nothing nice in my head.
So much fun to be had in my head. No more sunshine. So much fun just lying in my bed. No more sunshine. I can't face the sunlight and the dirt outside.
I don't know if I'm tired and I don't know if I'm ill. My cheeks are turning yellow. I think I'll take another pill. . Praying for the wave to come now.
Put some lipstick on. At least your lies will be pretty. A shadow on my face. And us donkeys wake up weary. . Sweating and sickly. Donkeys don't allow their tears.
Scratch my leg with a rusty nail, sadly it heals. colour my hair but the dye grows out. i can't seem to stay a fixed ideal. Childhood pictures redeem, clean and so serene.