House of wolves.

jueves, 9 de septiembre de 2010

We'll speak of what waste I am... And how we missed your beat again.

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Meat sucks.

Tomorrow, tomorrow comes today.

I wanted to be that breath of fresh air.

I've lost my fucking mind. And there's no fucking time.

Our legs begin to break. We walked this path for far too long. Oh my lungs! They start to ache. But still we carry on.

No time to talk, no time to talk. You know the drill.

I'll take my time, playing with the hearts of everyone I touch, of everyone I touch.

Well never again... And never again... They gave us two shots to the back of the head and we're all dead now.

There is something about us.

Yeah! That's cool!

Might controls everything and without strength you cannot protect anything.

Akatsuki shark.

Hello again, to all my friends. Together we can play some rock 'n' roll.

There is a hell, believe me, I've seen it. There is a heaven, let's keep it a secret.

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