: Wish I was too dead to cry My self-affliction fades Stones to throw at my creator Masochists to which I cater You don't need to bother; I don't need
Wish I was too dead to cry My self affliction fades Stones to throw at my creator Masochists to which I cater You don't need to bother I don't need to
Wish I was too dead to cry My self-affliction fades Stones to throw at my creator Masochists to which I cater You don't need to bother; I don't need
Tradução: Stone Sour. Molestar.
: (J. Baez) The lady's adrift in a foreign land Singing on issues both humble and grand A Decade flew past her and there on the page She read that the
I'm um probably just gonna go back smoke another one in an hour Just get real airy, fuckin' dreamy and shit Wake up drunk go to sleep fucked up We both
ridin dirty on i-10 just reup and flip again, rent a car from enterprise license proof of insurance speed limit 65 so im goin 62, both hands on the
The lady's adrift in a foreign land Singing on issues both humble and grand A decade flew past her and there on the page She read that the prince had
for me Oh no harm done - except as far as the eyes can see The only issue for me, as cavalier as it seems Is how you handle extremes - you never bother
stayed too long...it's over Letting go, has let you down - just let me show you why Every life is a chance to try We can live like we both can't die
Yo, I surf an axiom kicked in a center fold by ugly tenements Oh Distribute sour inhalants regulate lobby development Today summon the rug rat oblivious
assigns division from clearance to ample scrambling. Let's note the magnificence in the difference. OK see two canaries on the wire aspire to separate luulabies both
breath / you know we've both tried our best / but it's leaving This might as well be done I'm falling with the sun When the hours getting sour won't
