my curiosity About the world around me, so that means without a doubt That Tuesday nights and Friday afternoons are simply out. And I?m sure you have
have diarrhea A lot of people are cool, and some are less intellectual I like having a girlfriend and like them more when they're bisexual Battle rhymes don't
goal Our little lives don't count at all! All Red - the blood of angry men! Black - the dark of ages past! Red - a world about to dawn! Black - the
goal Our little lives don't count at all! ALL Red - the blood of angry men! Black - the dark of ages past! Red - a world about to dawn! Black - the
everything 24 minus 18, find a problem for everything Don't try to tell me what I mean Don't try to build yourself from the outside Don't try to make
through with the, "I love you" paradigm The only safe protocol is simply don't fall this time Then you come along, handsome and clever Promising you will be true I know
cool and all but what about God? [Oh God, well he's the man, but I MEAN what about reading?] What, like novels, man that don't hold my attention, HOW
the devil plays before he goes to sleep Some food for thought some food for death, go ahead and fucking eat My father's dead, well I don't know, we'll
happened here, he's completely torn his entire apartment apart the smell is overpowering, a fowl pungent odor, like rotten food or i don't know, possibly
anyways You better return to the Terror dome, ain't nobody home Non-haters play the corner in the elevator Crash crews smack the open palm so you don't
in the coup which part the chicken in And dem a copy the books that I have written in And when you hear from the shout, dem no have no discipline And
cock in the coupe which part the chicken in And dem copy the books that I have written in And when you hear from the shout Dem no have no discipline And
that ready count I wouldn't have it any other way so now you're talking again I simply don't want to know life is too surprising as it is I ain't no
be convulse and spit upon the floor just swallow that key and close the door shut up, shut updon't make a sound we don't wantto have to put you in the
here And put all this work to waste Why don't we try shock treatment It really might do some help We have just the tools to fix him To save
It could be anywhere, some place that I have know But who am I and do we really live these days at all And are they simply feelings we have learnt and
! They don't even understand their music... Of course nobody does, but ah... They don't, they don't even know what they're doing No! I've, I've seen '