but then i guess i can do without knowing every single thing that i can't make sense of/......
Strangers on my bed,
staring into the hollow,
shining dark and red. The
where I go, they follow,
follow all my steps to
streets and alleys,
guns and gallows,
blood in valleys....
Standing easy ,
death will please me...
Let me...let me...
haunt in dying peace....
Shut up, duh....!
I’ve killed somebody,
he died in his own blood on
and I know I’m hurting
to lose my holy self in
streets and alleys,
guns and gallows,
blood in valleys....
Standing easy ,
death will please me...
Let me...let me...
haunt in dying peace....
Shut up, duh....
weird ...aint it... :P
2 comments:
hmmmm.... first of all... its not the carbon but nitrate....
secondly... did you read anything on riots.... or did u see parzaniaa recently...
why would death please you.... were you troubled because of the riots... (if riots is that what you are talking about, i doubt)
i have another interpretation of it... i'll tell you about it in college...
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