Whats Life for You?
Life sucks but the special effects are awesome. Sucks a mean dick, still haven't cum yet. Trying not to grow up at all right now really.
I tend to go with the circumstances.
Hey, you’re ok, you need a hug? I get my thought off with you. You turn my thought on. You turn my thought on to get my thought off. You fuck my thinking thoughts. I just thought you all over myself...us together, yes you! a chance there could be a chance?
Bleed out emotions between the lines. Emo (stands for emotional). My victimhood a destination, not a stage, I don’t act. I hate myself and want to die. Blood on the arm tracks. On the day I was born daddy sat down and cried. Life demands what I can’t understand. Kicked the mushroom habit. You’re ok correlation does not proof causation, just proves arguments.
I wanted to escape my podunk, USA. Dismiss the boundaries and explore A life experience from watching movies, TV and reading books.
And wait... what else… life is a bowl of pits. Give me a second we’ll keep it real simple. Everything learned in kindergarden stop drop and roll on until the druqks run out, everything starts with e and “you feeling anything yet”? Like masturbation go fuck yourself. Sad to hear you've never been better, get well soon.
If only there was background music. You’re ok. I’m not I made love to Alecia in Sydney. She now has my problem child with Albert. Which leads to next statement protect me from what I want.
Figured in an ignosecond, that second you gave me. Kinderwhores on their backs in Cambodia, fucking for fish heads and rice the human mating season, lick the thriving underbelly, bang the bag of antlers. You gave me that second, smell the napalm and sulfur.
Another second for a bounce on your butt until sass in your ass. Thanks you for all those things you cared about (back there you read it), and the shoes, the toothbrush, but I live ALONE and pass very well out in public. Lots of alcohol. Bi 4 now I built a window in my closet, you treat yourself. You give yourself treats. Twinkies. We call this treatment because it was meant to treat. Woof woof.
Oh dude? turn the mood back on! Speak your mind, go ahead and listen... instead of what’s being said, listening to what you’re going to say. Argue correctly so it makes you right. Make the quest by first asking questions we're all here because were not all there. I'll listen under my own terms, you'll talk under yours, we'll feel better.
You need a hug? Paradoxes and clichés, complexes it perplexes me. You got to bring it back, back… back. 2 nuts between legs, popped out of eye. He’s holding a skull socket wrench. I know you thought it but I didn’t say it to you. It happens in Cambodia.
Well done. You got on track and you lead between the lines. You made your own line. You’re ok. It passed a few seconds ago you probably didn’t even notice and that’s life for you.
Life sucks but the special effects are awesome. Sucks a mean dick, still haven't cum yet. Trying not to grow up at all right now really.
I tend to go with the circumstances.
Hey, you’re ok, you need a hug? I get my thought off with you. You turn my thought on. You turn my thought on to get my thought off. You fuck my thinking thoughts. I just thought you all over myself...us together, yes you! a chance there could be a chance?
Bleed out emotions between the lines. Emo (stands for emotional). My victimhood a destination, not a stage, I don’t act. I hate myself and want to die. Blood on the arm tracks. On the day I was born daddy sat down and cried. Life demands what I can’t understand. Kicked the mushroom habit. You’re ok correlation does not proof causation, just proves arguments.
I wanted to escape my podunk, USA. Dismiss the boundaries and explore A life experience from watching movies, TV and reading books.
And wait... what else… life is a bowl of pits. Give me a second we’ll keep it real simple. Everything learned in kindergarden stop drop and roll on until the druqks run out, everything starts with e and “you feeling anything yet”? Like masturbation go fuck yourself. Sad to hear you've never been better, get well soon.
If only there was background music. You’re ok. I’m not I made love to Alecia in Sydney. She now has my problem child with Albert. Which leads to next statement protect me from what I want.
Figured in an ignosecond, that second you gave me. Kinderwhores on their backs in Cambodia, fucking for fish heads and rice the human mating season, lick the thriving underbelly, bang the bag of antlers. You gave me that second, smell the napalm and sulfur.
Another second for a bounce on your butt until sass in your ass. Thanks you for all those things you cared about (back there you read it), and the shoes, the toothbrush, but I live ALONE and pass very well out in public. Lots of alcohol. Bi 4 now I built a window in my closet, you treat yourself. You give yourself treats. Twinkies. We call this treatment because it was meant to treat. Woof woof.
Oh dude? turn the mood back on! Speak your mind, go ahead and listen... instead of what’s being said, listening to what you’re going to say. Argue correctly so it makes you right. Make the quest by first asking questions we're all here because were not all there. I'll listen under my own terms, you'll talk under yours, we'll feel better.
You need a hug? Paradoxes and clichés, complexes it perplexes me. You got to bring it back, back… back. 2 nuts between legs, popped out of eye. He’s holding a skull socket wrench. I know you thought it but I didn’t say it to you. It happens in Cambodia.
Well done. You got on track and you lead between the lines. You made your own line. You’re ok. It passed a few seconds ago you probably didn’t even notice and that’s life for you.
