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So whats going on now? Oh..you are sooo lost 
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Your all going to die down here. and why doesn't this surprise me? 
well, it seem because the name mayhem was as magnetized to what call itself mayhem, showing the true essence of the desire and intent and love of the heart, so no wonder at all, this is but what one find pleasure and satisfaction in promoting and perpetuating, lol??? everything is a tell, of who oneself is. seems logical to me. but then i am surely but seeing things. peace mayhem... the mayhem, self make for self most, when it embrace mayhem for other's, and not the self mayhem self love to make for itself, lol... If only you weren't so much smarter than me 
any true living breathing organism, that is alive, only most love and hold dear what it learn more than what itself know from from... what may i learn of you me dear, as your words believed by me, tell me what i may know that is NEW??? I LIKE NEW. peace honest speaker, as what that speak as this, is not to be admired by anything that see. what does not find the sucking in of true discovery, without fear and abandon as sexy, so you bestow with your words what is greater sexiness... peace girl. You are so wonderful. Has anyone ever told you that? only what i first found and seen wonderful magnificence in. |
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So whats going on now? Oh..you are sooo lost
its cool...im in there like swim wear. |
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So whats going on now? Oh..you are sooo lost
its cool...im in there like swim wear. Oh..my stalker has returned!!!
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You were lying in your bed,
You were feeling kind of sleepy, But you couldn't close your eyes because the room was getting creepy. Were those eyeballs in the closet? Was that Godzilla in the hall? There was something big and hairy casting shadows on your wall. Now your heart is beating like a drum, Your skin is getting clammy, There's a hundred tiny monsters jumping right in to your jammies! What are you going to do??? |
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You were lying in your bed, You were feeling kind of sleepy, But you couldn't close your eyes because the room was getting creepy. Were those eyeballs in the closet? Was that Godzilla in the hall? There was something big and hairy casting shadows on your wall. Now your heart is beating like a drum, Your skin is getting clammy, There's a hundred tiny monsters jumping right in to your jammies! What are you going to do???
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Sick cebu is rowing and sneezing. Achoo moo moo, achoo moo moo,
achoo moo moo, achoo moo moo moo moo Sad cebu is rowing and crying. Boo-hoo moo moo, boo-hoo moo moo, boo-hoo moo moo, boo-hoo moo moo moo moo Mute cebu is waving and grunting. Mmm-hmm mmm mmm, mmm-hmm mmm mmm, mmm-hmm mmm mmm, mmm-hmm mmm mmm mmm mmm |
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Hippo's chewing on Bamboo
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And yall thought I was weird.
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Cause he loves you, cheeseburger
With all his heart And there ain't nothing Gonna tear you two apart And if the world suddenly Ran out of cheese He would get down On his hands and knees To see if someone accidentally Dropped some cheese in the dirt And he would wash it off for you Wipe it off for you Clean the dirty cheese off just for you You are his cheeseburger I take Pride in my Weirdness
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El Wacko!!
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ya ain't seen nothing yet
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there once ,
was a man, from na-tuck it, 
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The Bunny, the bunny, whoa I love the bunny
I don't love my mom or my dad, just the bunny The Bunny, the bunny, Yeah I love the bunny I gave everything that I had for the bunny I don't want no pickles, I don't want no honey, I just want a plate and a fork and a bunny I don't want a tissue when my nose is runny, I just want a plate and a fork and a bunny I don't want to tell you a joke that is funny, I just want a plate and a fork and a bunny I don't want to play on a day that is sunny, I just want a plate and a fork and a bunny |
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ya ain't seen nothing yet
Oh I think I have... |
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aint nutin but a breeze
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...a breeze through the open fly of my pants.
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...a breeze through the open fly of my pants. Am I the one breezing? |
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...a breeze through the open fly of my pants. Am I the one breezing? |
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