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 Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 7:02 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 7:07 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 7:09 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 7:14 pm
*singing* Don't wanna be...all by myself...anymore..
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 7:17 pm
You're driving
It's rush hour
The cars on the freeway are moving like slugs and you
Drift off
You wake up
You always hit the breeaaaaaks
And we're doooooooooone lying for a living!
These strange days are coming and you're
You're goooooooone OHHHHHHHHHHHH you're gone!
And we're doooooooone lyyyin for a livin!
Strange days are coming you're
Ohhhh you're gone you're gone you're dead or dying
Either dead or trying
Ohhhhhhh
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 7:22 pm
*still singing* All by myself...Don't wanna live...All by myself..anymore..
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 8:27 pm
I'm going to post in everything to be the name all the way down the line.
Except for the RP.
'Cause I'm allergic to those nowadays.
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 6:52 pm
*sits in the corner..singing quietly to himself* I'm not the one that you want..I'll only let you down.. And I'm pretty sure that you've caught on.. And you can say that 'Oh, I'm just feeling sorry for myself'..
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 8:25 pm
*mumbles the words..staring into nothing..*
I think it's every time I walk into a room..
a silence so sudden that I seem to hear it..
(Smiles turn to frowns)
Contact saying that you are the rain on their parade..
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 5:03 am
I'm sorry... after awhile, let me sleep by your name
The passing days drew us closer
The pain is matched with joy.
Both hands reflect that
I cry when I think of you.
There is a rain of sadness
It's fine just to remain unknown.
I tremble for repose, I remembered
What do you want to see in this reeled in dream?
I don't want you to fade
Let me hear, even a sigh.
A small heartbeat, that isn't there
I want you, come here!
Unchanging dreams, if this continues on
Please don't pause in your happiness.
Even if it doesn't need to call out, but,
The drowning days are piling over me.
I don't want you to fade
Let me hear, even a sigh
A small heartbeat, that isn't there
I want you, come here!
Even the hands of salvation is also in vagueness
Will there be a cocoon at intervals of the second, Without the string tearing off?
I don't want you to fade
I want to hear, even a sigh.
Little rhythm to the sound of the heartbeat
Of touched prayers delivered.
The name which I cannot call out I held closely
Counting with my fingers, I don't want tomorrow to disappear.
Hearing with blocked ears
The sound of a broken cradle.
The spring time will never come again
The crimson lotus is in bloom.
-The GazettE. Guren
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 7:51 pm
la -- la -- la !! im singing ! blaugh
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2009 9:36 pm
~sings~
out of the raging storm,
the ravenous blood-sick creature,
searches for it's sacrifice,
heyy...
happy to the clown its a nursery rhyme,
it's about,
the boogie woogie man,
keep your light on as long as you can,
cause when it cuts off,
so does your head,
boogie woogie woogie waits under your bed
with a shake,
stab,
up through the bottom,
little jimmy jimmy?
got him,
torturing your ******** that i'm above it,
but i'll cut a neck and think nothing of it,
hey mom could you leave the door open a bit?
thanks...an easy way in you ******** idiot,
now i'll streach your neck out and play it like a banjo,
hey you like that s**t yo?
now i'll strech it out more, put your head through the wall,
it's the boogie man yall,
slumber parties,
sleepovers,
incoming nights,
whatever the occasion for the midnight hour he'll gladly come and ******** that s**t up,
(parts from Boogie Woogie Wu by I.C.P.)
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 7:59 pm
My Girlfriend's a d**k magnet, My Girlfriend's gotta have it
She's hot, can't stop, up on stage, doing shots, Tip the man he'll
Ring the bell, get her drunk she'll scream like hell.
Dirty girl, gettin' down, dance with guys from outta town.
Grab her a**, actin' tough. Mess with her, she'll ******** you up.
No one really knows if she's drunk or if she's stoned, but she's
Comin' back to my place tonight!
She likes to shake her a**, she grinds it to the beat
She likes to pull my hair when I make her grind her teeth
I like to strip her down, she's naughty to the end
You know what she is, no doubt about it
She's a bad, bad girlfriend!
Red thong, Party's on, Love this song, sing along.
Come together, leave alone, see you later back at home
No one really knows if she's drunk or if she's stoned
But she's coming back to my place tonight.
I say, No one really knows just how far she's gonna go,
But I'm gonna find out later tonight.
She likes to shake her a**, she grinds it to the beat
She likes to pull my hair when I make her grind her teeth
I like to strip her down, she's naughty to the end
You know what she is, no doubt about it
She's a bad, bad girlfriend!
Doesn't take her long to make things right.
But does it make her wrong to
Have the time of her life. The time of her life
(My girlfriend's a d**k magnet, My girlfriend's gotta have it)
She's a gold digger, now you figure, out it's over, pull the trigger.
Futures finished, there it went, savings gone,
The money spent
I look around and all I see is, no good, bad and ugly,
Man she's hot and fixed to be, the future
Ex-Miss Connolly!
She likes to shake her a**, she grinds it to the beat
She likes to pull my hair when I make her grind her teeth
I like to strip her down, she's naughty to the end
You know what she is, no doubt about it
She's a bad, bad girlfriend!
She's a bad, bad girlfriend.
She's a bad, bad girlfriend.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 7:52 am
Pepito My Girlfriend's a d**k magnet, My Girlfriend's gotta have it She's hot, can't stop, up on stage, doing shots, Tip the man he'll Ring the bell, get her drunk she'll scream like hell. Dirty girl, gettin' down, dance with guys from outta town. Grab her a**, actin' tough. Mess with her, she'll ******** you up. No one really knows if she's drunk or if she's stoned, but she's Comin' back to my place tonight! She likes to shake her a**, she grinds it to the beat She likes to pull my hair when I make her grind her teeth I like to strip her down, she's naughty to the end You know what she is, no doubt about it She's a bad, bad girlfriend! Red thong, Party's on, Love this song, sing along. Come together, leave alone, see you later back at home No one really knows if she's drunk or if she's stoned But she's coming back to my place tonight. I say, No one really knows just how far she's gonna go, But I'm gonna find out later tonight. She likes to shake her a**, she grinds it to the beat She likes to pull my hair when I make her grind her teeth I like to strip her down, she's naughty to the end You know what she is, no doubt about it She's a bad, bad girlfriend! Doesn't take her long to make things right. But does it make her wrong to Have the time of her life. The time of her life (My girlfriend's a d**k magnet, My girlfriend's gotta have it) She's a gold digger, now you figure, out it's over, pull the trigger. Futures finished, there it went, savings gone, The money spent I look around and all I see is, no good, bad and ugly, Man she's hot and fixed to be, the future Ex-Miss Connolly! She likes to shake her a**, she grinds it to the beat She likes to pull my hair when I make her grind her teeth I like to strip her down, she's naughty to the end You know what she is, no doubt about it She's a bad, bad girlfriend! She's a bad, bad girlfriend. She's a bad, bad girlfriend. Some Theory of a Deadman..very nice. 3nodding
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