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Bluelighter
It started with a walk, a thirty year old that could barely talk. Sick things that make me scream are the sick things that fuck you in your dream. Little pervert, little anesthetic junkie suckin on sherburt, buying all the things
crazy enough to make you squirt, "fuck the candy, I got better plans for dessert". I'ma kill you mutha fucka and I'ma hit you where it hurts. Dreams gone like crystal alarms experimenting with a camera like a crystal ball and
sesame seeds are sittin next to me waiting for the screening to scene just like a machine sent out to attack prisoners, get out it's the last visitor, you're all left for dead and it's running over her pissing her, into the stream,
there's a body bag to be seamed and it seems to me that your all left to just bleed, my mind is on the grind, no such thing as an overtime, this weed has got me twitchin and wrtting a lot of time. For now I'm gonna say that
tomorrow is gone today and in your head before you know it, you'll be gone and I'll be flowin to the shore, with a whore, and I'm a little >bit> floored, Can't describe, or even share, shit that you wouldn't dare,
Shit's got me trippin, I can't handle these damn bitches, forcing a nazi to swap me with an ozzie osbourne character in an emancepated world of terror. Striptease, bitch please, suck this dick and grab your knees and cope
with the stress of the literal parent who swings, stabs, and wraps every dead body in a camo patch. "Stash him in the back, and bring the others to clearance NOW. We have a lot of dead bodies that are graveling out and I
want 'em gone, hidden forever, I don't care how. I don't care if you have to have to put a gun to a head to fetch somebody's fake cousin and shove him in the oven till he's bread."
Please now, don't be violent, I swear I'm not who
you're making out, inside of a photograph with no reflection parasidic indurection often anal andrioid perplection of affection, a mania dimension, twist and I'll say he wasn't, word fumble's like a motherfucker tearing us
apart. Kick and scream and holler now and see which way you'll start. Many options for you to choose, yet only one will get you through the loop. What to do? Fuck 'em all. Kill each and every one and merinate the call.
Wait to slug and strike the chest, kick the bag and hug the tummy till the face is really bloody. Oh my, such a shame, and scene for me to see, for me to have come out quicker would've been a masterpiece, for me to peace
with the ganja man, arrest the stand for murderous weapons to poise and harm, and the motherfuckin inocence, for real this is harmless. The herb is a masterful g-lorious plan. If anyone out there has a doubt I do not
understand
. MARY JANE, YOU SO HIGH, COME UP HIGHER IN THE SKY, LOOK AT ALL THE PRETTY COLORS FLOATIN' WITH ME LIKE A DANK, PIECE OF BUD IT'S ONLY STANKIN LIKE A
BODY FULL OF SHANKS, BLOODY TO THE POINT OF HYPNOTIZIN ME WITH BLISTER CHILL, CREEP UP ON YOU EYES JUST HAUNTIN TELLIN YOU TO DO THIS GAME, I CAN'T SEE IN
FRONT OF ME, I THINK I'M OFF THE CHARTS, BUT SOMETHING WRONG IS HAPPENING, I'M DROWING IN MY BARF. THESE THE LITTLE PEOPLE STANDING HERE ABOUT TO
KNOCK ME DOWN, HAVE FUCKED WITH ME THE LAST TIME and now you're fucking out ;p
crazy enough to make you squirt, "fuck the candy, I got better plans for dessert". I'ma kill you mutha fucka and I'ma hit you where it hurts. Dreams gone like crystal alarms experimenting with a camera like a crystal ball and
sesame seeds are sittin next to me waiting for the screening to scene just like a machine sent out to attack prisoners, get out it's the last visitor, you're all left for dead and it's running over her pissing her, into the stream,
there's a body bag to be seamed and it seems to me that your all left to just bleed, my mind is on the grind, no such thing as an overtime, this weed has got me twitchin and wrtting a lot of time. For now I'm gonna say that
tomorrow is gone today and in your head before you know it, you'll be gone and I'll be flowin to the shore, with a whore, and I'm a little >bit> floored, Can't describe, or even share, shit that you wouldn't dare,
Shit's got me trippin, I can't handle these damn bitches, forcing a nazi to swap me with an ozzie osbourne character in an emancepated world of terror. Striptease, bitch please, suck this dick and grab your knees and cope
with the stress of the literal parent who swings, stabs, and wraps every dead body in a camo patch. "Stash him in the back, and bring the others to clearance NOW. We have a lot of dead bodies that are graveling out and I
want 'em gone, hidden forever, I don't care how. I don't care if you have to have to put a gun to a head to fetch somebody's fake cousin and shove him in the oven till he's bread."
Please now, don't be violent, I swear I'm not who
you're making out, inside of a photograph with no reflection parasidic indurection often anal andrioid perplection of affection, a mania dimension, twist and I'll say he wasn't, word fumble's like a motherfucker tearing us
apart. Kick and scream and holler now and see which way you'll start. Many options for you to choose, yet only one will get you through the loop. What to do? Fuck 'em all. Kill each and every one and merinate the call.
Wait to slug and strike the chest, kick the bag and hug the tummy till the face is really bloody. Oh my, such a shame, and scene for me to see, for me to have come out quicker would've been a masterpiece, for me to peace
with the ganja man, arrest the stand for murderous weapons to poise and harm, and the motherfuckin inocence, for real this is harmless. The herb is a masterful g-lorious plan. If anyone out there has a doubt I do not
understand
. MARY JANE, YOU SO HIGH, COME UP HIGHER IN THE SKY, LOOK AT ALL THE PRETTY COLORS FLOATIN' WITH ME LIKE A DANK, PIECE OF BUD IT'S ONLY STANKIN LIKE A BODY FULL OF SHANKS, BLOODY TO THE POINT OF HYPNOTIZIN ME WITH BLISTER CHILL, CREEP UP ON YOU EYES JUST HAUNTIN TELLIN YOU TO DO THIS GAME, I CAN'T SEE IN
FRONT OF ME, I THINK I'M OFF THE CHARTS, BUT SOMETHING WRONG IS HAPPENING, I'M DROWING IN MY BARF. THESE THE LITTLE PEOPLE STANDING HERE ABOUT TO
KNOCK ME DOWN, HAVE FUCKED WITH ME THE LAST TIME and now you're fucking out ;p
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