| well let's see......
there is nothing really to say but this.....................
Warden's calling for a lockdown, baby
So he'll call on interim
inequities
This is the last night in my body;
Assist in the
escape
Warden's calling on a jailbreak, baby
So he'll fly like only a jailbird could
Like a felon, he fell into scandals,
Scams, and master
plans
To circumvent all circumstances
He thought to his throat,
"We can swallow this key and leave when we please"
Let's hope this stomach
disagrees.
"Make a clean getaway," he said,
With his hands outstretched
To nurse her neck
She lured him in with a masochistic
kiss
And he wished he could be anywhere but here
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| this weekend is going to be fun as hell.
you could've been all I wanted
But you weren't honest
Now get in the ground
You choked off the surest of favors
But if you really loved me
You would've endured my world
Well you're just as I presumed
A whore in sheep's clothing
Fucking up all I do
And if it's here we stop
Then never again
Will you see this in your life?
Hang on to the glory at my right hand
Here laid to rest is our love ever longed?
With truth on the shores of compassion
You seem to take premise to all of these songs
You stormed off to scar the armada
Like Jesus played letter,
I'll drill through your hands
The stone for the curse you have blamed me
With love and devotion, I'll die as you sleep
But if you could just write me out
To neverless wonder... happy will I become
Be true that this is no option,
So with sin I condemn you
Demon play, demon out!
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| nothing to do .....
cant wait for this weekend...
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