Buck 3
music to be by it is mood music in a juggular vein and i hope you it our requires only the simplist of equipment an ordinary needle a 4 inch and a 38 revolver the record is long played even you may not be so why you relax? lean back and enjoy the coroner comes...
oop my penis is out there must be in the monkeyhouse fever runnin cage to either one in change for of us with glass between us and banging, singing in and hangin out yingin and the big idea? comin with the sideshow act u could drop my class if you it too challenging that way knows a face we just take it to a higher but oh thats why ur now you got a barbed wired i see you better watch your face protecting material you knwo who youre dealin with im flakier than breakfast cereal i changed all levels and i replaced all but im tired in runnign around liek baseball always got trouble on the mind the feed of prophets tell the deceased about it, go at a priest and shout it out loud is here new laws, in stoen, you saw the infection with bad and an ingrown duel claw bitch, you got lucky with the calls and the spread sheets so, cut the out along with the cigarettes and the red meats this fate can see in your eyes to match manuvers with your mouth open looks liek youre scratched and hearts champed play along, safe me it doesnt matter what you think you no-floats, and row boats when u hit dont say doh,.meew!meew! got to get out of here! slur my esses, then you my message
i got a long list of reasons, and an even rope to tie aint supposed to cry tears enough to the sky pourin out of both your cross your and hope to die
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nowww ii feel like goin out ive got enough love to fill the ill come to ur and ovulate on ur pillow case i knwo where im goin so i dotn even need to i shoudl probably do a show you but id really read a book so, pay me of money now im payin dues and im not the pressure on and im not sayin but ive challenges and ive taken dares and its hard to make it all coem back when u havent been so, we can a sleepover ill lay a towel you can do the rest, and then well both a vowel sound single white female, we can play connect the but gimme a second to myself to collect my thoughts uhh.... now meet me at the great show me your soul, and ill try to keep a straight i know you are pissed in the past and you put off why dotn you it out on me and shoot the of ur foot off? Switzerland, what about girls?and what about jobs? and what about all the tiem that was spent int he about fogs i should your pants down for no reason and you but i wont, if u be a good boy- and thank you now i. say jump. you say. how its the reaper vs the gym teacher and it liek.. "u to me? "im the only one here" "you the move" "...mmokay" i got a
i got a long list of reasons, and an even rope to tie aint supposed to cry tears enough to the sky pourin out of both eyes your legs and hope to die...
artist...... ...........what??........ ........noo?
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[bill and the coolest, coolest thing about buck was that he was one of us, didnt didnt drink, didnt kiss no women... it was great cause you could really to buck and he would hear ya oh one time they threw buck out the 3rd story window he landed on the ground *thud* that cat was stiiiill goin jack! haha We were all goin "GOO AHEEAD BUCK! was really cooool man!"
you try so hard, you jump so high, then you run so fast and you know why...you gotta try so hard, jump so high, and you run so fast and dont knwo why...you gotta try again, try try again
the try drive cars that need new parts they got vampire fangs and see hearts but they wouldnt be caught dead the right clothes on the harder they try, the more everything goes the talk until the back of my neck hurts no matter what, the is "the experts" the tryhards cant dance, but do dance then they say tryhards, are retarded but i go that far, i shoudl mention for starters theyre modern day maureders just dyin for yeah, tryhards, comedians live thru imaginations lies and exagerrations, all on an weekday they have a unique way, of making you to vomit drama slash nonsense part of the content opinions and comments, from cowboys and climbin a steep hill, for a cheap thrill dancin queens, cant seem to still the tryhards sleep well, they just toss and turn and im not concerned about it, to tell you the get on my nerves, i refer to them as perverted earthworms, as they prefer to dirty the tryin hardest, theyd say im an artist obvious novices that just so informed thats its even more annoying than trapped in a toystore with hardcore rappers, and wannabes i say highway robbery aint worse than being pestered by this type of tryhard children still tantrums on their mattresses in their and pay attention to the bully with the headphones fascinated actually with makin a fashion tryhards dont know how to its ridiculous how he overreacts the tryhards just go along for the i guess the nbeed for speed can be stronger than
the tryhards.....they jump so high, they run so fast and dont why.....
i was raised on a dirt ghost town, stray whole nine, the gold closed down i knew the woods like the of my hand and i would shoot the with the roots and i'd go by the and watch the way the devil but never his hand even though i did several chances everybody when the dew turned to frost moved in and burned a cross a girl named cuwin was prettier you`d imagine the town should've given her the for the pageant but some local pinhead started rumors about the cuwins inbreds and what's worse, believed it cause the family was poor and down on luck so made it hurt more picking up garbage and mowing the at point stella stopped going to class you know how they ridicule a kid in and this enough to make anybody like a misfit she made invisible and hid inside a of mirrors the fear stops so did the tear but fear is and become legend and growing slowly, she should've been a girl like a princess but she's an by the stigma of incest
she tried to hide the her reminds me of the stars i saw divide in the corners of her
she tried to hide the her reminds me of the stars i saw divide in the corners of her
one horse for the most softness little old burned down post and bulrushes a tree with a tire volunteer fireman's the whole entire was heartbroken decided to start bad taste in her she into a sad face her few friends were but her were always pround of her but she never escaped from under the cover a woman she was eaten by a and after all years the past, it haunts her it whispers her when she's instead to just listen to while lying in bed now the story of is one that child knows but the in the woods is more a wild rose
she tried to hide the her reminds me of the stars i saw divide in the corners of her
she tried to hide the her name reminds me of the i saw divide in the of her eyes.....