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hormoaning
in the someday whats that sound
february staaaaaaaaarssss
doll steak, test milk
he was born scentless and senseless
explosion in the sky - ur hand in mine
teenage fanclub - everything flows
persetankan semua
windmill windmill for the land
kecing setan dalam botol, masih kau panggil air minuman
even in his youth he was nothing
underneath the bridge, the tarp has sprung a leak
city's breaking down on a camels back
with eyes so dilated, i've become your pupil
come on over and shoot the shit, aha
would you believe me when i tell you, youre the queen of my heart.
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
standing on the stairs. cold, cold morning
im on warm milk and laxatives, cherry-flavoured antacids
lack of iron and/or sleeping
im cute as fuck, surely chivalrous
rage, rage against the dying of the light.
eating seeds as a pastime activity
like most babies smell like butter
i wear this crown of shit
i think im dumb, or maybe just happy
with your feet on the air and your head on the ground
here comes the sun
cypis - gdzie jest biały węgorz
are you god, are you god, you little boy?
im on percodans and demerol
im anemic royalty
