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Good things die, all the time, god bless your heart vengeance is mine. "Kiss me like you mean goodbye," said the spider to the fly.
When all those times you thought that you were wrong, you were right. |
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The deeper the blues, the more I see black
The sweeter the bruise, the feeling starts coming back All the deepest blues are black |
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Good things die, all the time, god bless your heart vengeance is mine. "Kiss me like you mean goodbye," said the spider to the fly. When all those times you thought that you were wrong, you were right. Cat scratch fever... |
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Check it out I roll with Swisher Sweets
And all day long I'm down to smoke When it comes to chiefin' dope Its got to be dro to make me choke |
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Spicy was big burly and strong, His pipes were gigantic and so was his schlong
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Check it out I roll with Swisher Sweets And all day long I'm down to smoke When it comes to chiefin' dope Its got to be dro to make me choke Would someone please appease all the stress |
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Girl, you got what I need, but you say he's just a friend
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Edited by
metalhead1969
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Wed 08/20/08 04:12 PM
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cat scratch feaver
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we had joy
we had fun we had seasons in the sun ![]() |
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happy happy
joy, joy |
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Edited by
JTstrang
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Wed 08/20/08 04:17 PM
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happy happy joy, joy Everone has Aids, Aids Aids Aids Even the gays, the whites and spades Everyone Has Aids |
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don't p!ss on the electric fence
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can't u see how easily i'm bothered by persistance
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Watch out for the gypsy children in electric dresses, they're insane. They live in crematoriums and smoke your remains.
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you cant trust a man with a loaded gun and you cant trust me
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dieing on your feet for honesty
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spacelord,mother,mother
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spacelord,mother,mother ![]() ![]() Don't damn me when I speak my peace of mind, cause silence isn't golden when I'm holding it inside, I've been where I've been and I've seen what I've seen, I put the pen to the paper cause it's all a part of me |
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bbbbbad to the bone
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A wonderful day for passing my way.
Knock and my door and even the score With your eyes. Lovely to see you again my friend. Walk along with me to the next bend. |
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