DATS RITE!!!!!!
U COULD GET YO OWN HACK FROM ME!!!
MESSAGE OR COMMENT OR SOME SHIT IF YA WANNA HAVE A BIG LONG OBNOXIOUS HACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
FROM ME!
AND POSSIBLY A MEXICAN HOBO THAT'S IN MA BEDROOM AS WE SPEAK!!!!!
SO FO SHEEZY IN DA HEEZY! I AINT KIDDIN YO!
Clarissa... my favorite song by them.
PLEASE
IF YOU CAN PLAY METAL OR PUNK ON THE DRUMS, GUITAR OR BASS, LET ME KNOW!!!!!!!
Left forearm- St. Francis
Right forearm- the word "(sic)"
Back- the words "STRENGTH, COURAGE, PRIDE, LIONHEARTED"
Inner-bottom lip- "780"
Above belly button- the word "OVERCOME"
Under belly button- my last name
Right calf- A lion with a jester's hat
Left calf- A panther with a crown
This couldn't be more about my life...
Lionhearted by Subzero
I HAD TO FIGHT FOR MY LIFE
I HAD TO STRUGGLE JUST TO STAY ALIVE
I ALMOST DIED TWO FUCKING TIMES BUT I-
I OVERCAME CAUSE THIS WORLD IS MINE
I'M IN REMISSION AND FULL OF NEW LIFE
WONT FLINCH AT DEATH, I'LL STAND AND FIGHT
BORN WITH THESE FEELINGS DEEP INSIDE OF ME
BORN WITH THIS PURPOSE I EXIST TO BE
NEVER GIVE IN
DON'T EVER LET THE STRUGGLE BRING YOU DOWN
KEEP YOUR MIND FOCUSED
AND WITH THAT THIS WORLD IS YOURS
IN MY LIFE I'VE FELT THE VERY WORST OF PAINS
KNOCKED TO THE GROUND, BUT I GET BACK UP AGAIN
SO MANY TIMES I HAD TO PAY THE HIGHEST PRICE
STOOD UP TO DEATH AND LOOKED HIM STRAIGHT IN THE EYES
I'VE WALKED THE PATH THAT MOST OF YOU WOULD TRULY DOUBT
DAY BY DAY, THAT'S WHAT MY LIFE IS ALL ABOUT
DON'T EVER COMPROMISE YOUR LIFE FOR ANYONE
YOU'LL NEVER KNOW WHEN YOUR TIME IS GONNA COME
COURAGE, STRENGTH, PRIDE
I'M LIONHEARTED
COURAGE, STRENGTH, PRIDE
I'M LIONHEARTED
LIONS BLOOD FLOWS STRAIGHT THROUGH MY VEINS
I'VE GOT THE COURAGE AND I'VE GOT THE STRENGTH
TATTOOED MY NAME CAUSE I'M FUCKING PROUD OF WHO I AM AND WHAT I'M ABOUT
TATTOOED MY NAME CAUSE I'M FUCKING PROUD OF WHO I AM AND WHAT I'M ABOUT
MY HEART IS BOLD AND MY BLOOD IS RED
I OVERCAME AND I CHEATED DEATH
AND NOW I HOLD THE WISDOM OF A THOUSAND YEARS
IN THIS WORLD I KNOW NO FEAR
I'VE GOT THE COURAGE AND I'VE GOT THE STRENGTH
I'VE GOT THESE FEELINGS DEEP INSIDE MY VEINS
TATTOOED MY NAME CAUSE I'M FUCKING PROUD OF WHO I AM AND WHAT I'M ABOUT
MY HEART IS BOLD AND MY BLOOD IS RED
I OVERCAME AND I CHEATED DEATH
AND NOW I HOLD THE WISDOM OF A THOUSAND YEARS
IN THIS WORLD I KNOW NO FEAR
IN THIS WORLD I KNOW NO FEAR
Got a window-washer's head, for an un-makeable bed, for loneliness... the past is no place to rest your weary arms, 'cept at sevens at yer sides. Your face, a campaign debt, reflected sky. You die to your fans one window at at a time - that's right! Gotta a window-washer's eye, for an un-tuckable sky, for lonely design... the past is no place to try, but I'll get my mind's armies moving at full-stride- singing in one voice, preoccupied, and with nothing to say, I'll sing it bright - that's right! I am here, it's only me. I ain't freed nobody yet! It's just me- I'll just be a sec! I'm a cleaner, I'm no threat! I'm a reader, I'm no threat! Who sings lonely? Everyone sings lonely... it doesn't sound so bad. Who is free? Everybody's freed from the tired of being sad... so sad! How will I know? How will I know if I'm helping? More-so, how will she know if I'm helping? If I'm not in the saddle, I'm nothing - that's right! I am here, it's only me. I ain't freed nobody yet. It's just me, clearing spider-webs-
I'm a listener, I'm no threat! I am here, failed and failing breath! I'm a listener, I'm no threat! I'm a watcher, I'm no threat!
Twelve men broke loose in '73 from Milhaven maximum security. Twelve pictures lined up across the front page- seems the mounties had a summertime war to wage. The chief told the people they had nothing to fear-
the last thing they'd wanna do is hang around here. They mostly came from towns with long French names, but one of the dozen was a hometown shame.
Same pattern on the table, same clock on the wall. Been one seat empty 18 years in all. Freezing slow time away from the world... He's 38 years old, never kissed a girl.
We were sitting round table, heard the telephone ring. Father said he'd tell him if he saw anything. Heard the tap on the window in the middle of the night, held back the curtains for my older brother Mike. "See my sister got raped, so a man got killed." Local boy went to prison, man's buried on the hill. Folks went back to normal when they closed the case, they still stare at their shoes when they pass our place.
My mother cried "The horror has finally ceased." He whispered "Yeah, for the time being, at least." Over his shoulder, on the squad car megaphone said "Let's go Michael, son, we're taking you home."
Let's not pretend that love exists and get the fuck on with our lives, shall we?
i am so fucking bored out of my skull. you wouldn't even believe it. but believe it, because i am. fuck that mang. gotstagetma nigga beats on. or some cannibal corpse. one of them.
This weekend, horror movies with Manda!
Next weekend, getting super drunk and trying to play some grunge with Nancy!
This is bullshit.
I may have lost two of my best friends, and I have no clue why.
They have completely stopped talking to me... one of them blocked me on Facebook. No texts have been returned, to calls answered, nothing.
They're talking to all of my other friends, and none of them will tell me why.
Fuck this. I'm pretty much sick and tired of everyone.
"Today is the day."
"Yep. D-day."
"Yep. Friday."
"No, it's Thursday."
"Yep. Wednesday."
"No, really it's Thursday!"
"YOU THINK YOU KNOW SO MUCH ABOUT THE DAYS OF THE WEEK!"