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Long Haired Hippy |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Chunks and knots Some dirt here Floppy whopper bass Raw uncut the drums They like the drugs The ones they smoke and stick A cigarrette and cash they find on the floor Think you can do something with it? Its random and bizarre you would ask me to try your drugs I'm a clean person Feel my water Strangers with memories tell me they remember me Gay man after gay man only wants to hit on me Saw me in half by the word of God Don't you understand what you're doing? You sell your soul for garbage Think you have it good Think its all yours Technical bow and bless the name of Buddha Thing is he told you not to The songs you play Oh so sloppy and slobbery Drool from the brewery The sound you play What sound is that Angels are all around me I ate another cookie Dad, I love you but why do you lie to me Think you're better and bigger than God You aren't You're helpless and nothing Praise the man with the long hair Freedom in the white ....JESUS..... Praise the eternal reign, the Father; Jesus Christ; and the Holy Spirit. |
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