28 April 2009
all you want is all you want is to to finish this half empty glass before the ice all melts away this feeling always used to pass but seems like it's every day it seems like it's every night now
Ripping apart the sheets that dressed his bed Crying out loud for someone to help him And collapsing on his back, all pale and dead? Maybe it's me who's this unstable Always obsessed about the end Why
usch har sjukt tråkigt. den där skit serien boondocks eller varen heter är på tv. usch hatar den. men orkar inte byta kanal. känner för att rita, men är rätt
You say I'm your backpack caught on a chain link fence But dear I'm a thank you card in the future tense I'm jumping out of cakes serving divorce papers I'd say I love you too but I'm all out of favor
But first you're dropping off the kid, sticking me with the feeding I said, oh God damn it you're so mean You say I'll lose the Christian crowd if I say things like these But I've already lost them, I
I'm not what ya think I appear to be fucked up Mentally endangered I can't stay away from a razor I just want my face in a paper I wish a nigga had a grenade to squeeze tight to awake neighbors for ac
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