Hang out your soul |
She plays the game, her face ain't pretty no more. Just the truth again! Stains her dress and much more. Feeling sick and looking like the mess on the floor. hang out that laundry. Hang out your soul!...
Posted by DOGFUCKER on Mon, 17 Dec 2007 10:35:00 PST |
Legacy |
A Legacy Built on the backs of the poor, powerless and disenchanted. So long the days of mindless giving and over all kindness. No more pure life, no U turn. No turn back. Just hang nailed, splintered...
Posted by DOGFUCKER on Mon, 17 Dec 2007 09:30:00 PST |
