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Treason |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Its when you try and you know You're a writter, a musician, and an artist You aren't shaking in pain physically or emotionally You exist There's something better A better way Something real Queezy from the mixed cookies Incense and smells A real life Time to grow up The art is a job Friendly and easy I make you a promise Will you tell the truth She remembers Played her part Finished in mockery Knowing you're guilt, blank innocent There's something better A better way Something real and pure Queezy from the mixed cookies Incense and smells A real life Time to grow up I'm a man I know I am He's so awesome Satan wants a guilt trip He's a loser I know what I know Self taught not a chance Tried and true We'll see what I already know is true There's something better A better way Something real and pure Queezy from the mixed cookies Incense and smells A real life Time to grow up Its time to grow up I'm not a boy I must grow Grow up Be a man Just grow Time is time to grow Just grow up Thr enemies name is Satan a.k.a. "The Stupid Angel" |
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