so quit your yapin before i get to clapin and have ur body parts mix n matchin fella

Heaven's gates won't open up for me
With these broken wings I'm fallin'
And all I see is you
These city walls ain't got no love for me
I'm on the ledge of the eighteenth story
And oh I scream for you



its not about what you do in your life its about who you are.

but dont let that fool you

so sick and so seductive my rhyme are unreluctent i go so fast and whip you ass leave you like you cant evan function with somany wounds that punksherd cuz this aint a family feture dont bring it up in front of your teachers my words a trouble cuz theyl bust your bubble and make you scream like screECHERS


so sweet yet dark like if the moon grew flowers your eyes peirce mine like two high standing towers to protect you i shal nevar coward our love is like a strange yet mystical power if you got more sweet youd start to go sour