Paper Tiger
Minor King
The killer awoke at dawn, he put his boots on...
Posts: 745
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Post by Paper Tiger on Oct 14, 2008 13:55:50 GMT -5
Yeah, you swing from my rafters And the choir scream roars I'm in love with your bones And I've unhinged the doors So that the light could explode Through the walls within me The first cigarette of the day My velvet nicotine...
Was oh so dreary Yeah, oh so shaken Like a goldfish in a bag... But oh so clearly You fill my lungs clearly With the perfect rush The right rush, the ultimate jag!
An incense, so moist You could taste as you smell An electrical bolt I'm surprised Hasn't took me to hell I'm done with trying to flatter You should already know That the pile of ash I was Has been hit by ten tonnes of snow...
Was oh so dreary Yeah, oh so shaken Like a goldfish in a bag... But oh so clearly You fill my lungs clearly With the perfect rush The right rush, the ultimate jag!
Velvet... Nicotine... Velvet... Nicotine...
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Post by Yertle_The_Turtle on Oct 15, 2008 6:07:50 GMT -5
Whoa
Like
Yeah
Whoa!
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Post by Hermit on Oct 15, 2008 7:48:09 GMT -5
I agree with Josh ... that was amazing.
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