November 2009
I've come to my senses, That I've become senseless, I could give you lessons on how to ruin your friendships, Every last conviction, I smoked them all away, I drank my frustrations down the drain, out
Play ethnicky jazz To parade your snazz On your five grand stereo Braggin that you know How the niggers feel cold And the slums got so much soul Its time to taste what you most fear Right guard will
I could hear your voice That's become the only thing I need It's okay if the tears just keep flowing If you can make me laugh After the memory of love faded I slept so long with my eyes open It's aff
Those of them that refuse to accept the preachings of metal shall have their souls judged on the day of the Metalocalypse. We are the ones that mastered death, we mastered fear, we are transformed,
The 3 probably largest reasons why people choose to kill them self's. 3. Depression 2.Regret 1.Boredom (even though no one would like to admit it)