++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ ++++++ Ain't found a way to kill me yet I'm the man in the box I'm the dog who gets beat . ; . : . ; . : . My cup runeth over like blood from a stone seems every path leads me to nowhere Mind of destructive taste I've eaTen the sunso my tongue has been burned of the taste My Inner Child HATES YOU
Black is all I feel... so this is how it feels to be free
PASS THE AXE
I'll Bury the fucking hatchet.....when I bury you I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me My gods alittle sick Some saay we're born into the grave. field of pain is where I graze. serenity is far away,and wee DIE Young. Fasster wee run!! Take another hit and bury your brother! Walls of thought, strong and high I say stay long enough to repay all who've caused strife
