o but i seen you you make me crazy not known correctly what a very scary girl your are standing there with a crowbar then she sets to destroying everything thats hot i have to duck then back out of the room the pulse of music a new number to call whys this only happen when im drunk
dam trash funk ass idiots .....could be worse i guess need to smoke stupid thing i am left dry inside devoid.....of.. things but i have all kinds of things a kiss for an idiot would be nice but then that may be the only kind of thing i want..... funny how things go
the way you bite your hand when i slide in only further a spinning wreck a bottle of rum a rusted knife still no gun the way you look as i push faster you tilt your head back only further in the night thru the streets in the dark thats where we meet the noise you make only further
as the candle dies i watch as you fade away i feel your hands then my sight comes back the smell of your hair 3:30 comes time to go but still i lay here as time flows by the sound of your breathing the coolness of your touch as i play with your hair time keeps flowing but you cant keep me so in the dark i fade away
well i can use a good flogging... or maybe an a good....beating? hmm....flogging sounds good tho will anyone whip me please.... or do i have to do it my self