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New site? Maybe some day.
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I got a new car so now I can go to shows anywhere I want. I'm also thinking of a trip to Boston sometime soon. I need to catch some Cambridge shows.
My car is a 95 Chevy Cavalier. |
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new cars that work fuckin rule
congrats, dude |
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Sweetness, can’t you smell the sweetness?
My penchant for slicing flesh
You’d bear no witness
My sickness
A most foul sickness
The odor of death still clings to me
So sweetly
Too sweetly
Living canvas just scream and scream
For the last and the only son of divine sickness
I carve flowers in their flesh
I always mourn for their deaths
To see a fragile canvas rot and wither to dust
The sweetest sweet scent of their fresh let blood
Utter revulsion for what I’ve done
This gross repugnant mission is my cross to bear
My strength is in their pain
Pure hate, pure hate
Sacred yet profane
Ordained, ordained
My life has taken this vicious turn
An absurd icon that you might learn
That flesh is weak
A soul maligned you cannot trust
Because hiding behind a pleasant smile
Can be a tormented mind defiled
Natured in a world that cultures hate
My sensitivity
My brutality
It’s all relative
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ripping corpse |
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ConquerTheBaphomet said: I got a new car so now I can go to shows anywhere I want. I'm also thinking of a trip to Boston sometime soon. I need to catch some Cambridge shows.
My car is a 95 Chevy Cavalier. |
So? |
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Sweetness, sweetness i was only joking
When i said i'd like to smash every tooth
In your head
Oh ... sweetness, sweetness, i was only joking
When i said by rights you should be
Bludgeoned in your bed
And now i know how joan of arc felt
Now i know how joan of arc felt, oh
As the flames rose to her roman nose
And her walkman started to melt
Oh ...
Bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la ...
Bigmouth strikes again
I've got no right to take my place
In the human race
Oh, bigmouth, ha ha ... bigmouth, la
Bigmouth strikes again
I've got no right to take my place
In the human race
And now i know how joan of arc felt
Now i know how joan of arc felt, oh
As the flames rose to a roman nose
And her hearing aid started to melt
Eek !
Oh, bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la ...
Bigmouth strikes again
I've got no right to take my place
With the human race
Oh ...
Bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ...
Bigmouth strikes again
I've got no right to take my place
In the human race
And now i know how joan of arc felt
Now i know how joan of arc felt, oh
As the flames rose to a roman nose
And her hearing aid started to melt
Oh !
Oh, bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ...
Bigmouth strikes again
I've got no right to take my place
In the human race
Oh ...
Bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ...
Bigmouth strikes again
I've got no right to take my place
In the human race
Oh ...
Bigmouth
Goodbye, and thankyou ! goodbye ! |
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