(Misled and Misleading)
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| M.A.M. (Misled and Misleading) |
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| Sit back drinking my rum, when the fuck will I cum, get off me dude, I don?t mean to be rude or anything, but fuck, man you suck, get back in your truck, and drive. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| I want to survive, to stay alive, to a normal and shit, to admit, I put up wit it. But I know that shit won?t happen, while your sittin there clappin with your face in the mud, out pours my blood. My knife falls to the floor, look at this whore, in her underwear, and doesn?t even care; all she can do is stair and consistently run her fingers through her hair. Then you see the harm, one glance at her arms, you sound the alarms, knowing she shouldn?t have lived on those farms, look what she is now, her dad keeps sittin there asking shit like how? How mother fucker, how? | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Contemplation | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Fed up and Tired | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Unmask my Flask | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| False Reality | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Leave A Message | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| My eyes are white, unable to fight, given up to the solemn night, what gives him the right? You think your big and bad, no, you?ve been had, no look at your pussy played whore, sittin there on the bathroom floor, syringe still in her arm stuck, I mean what the fuck, sit there and give m shit, when you won?t even deal wit this? | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| My Pain | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| I Used You | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Honestly though this is a thrill, how much you can deal, how many pills before I will, kill you and that stupid girl. Hand me that key and let me lock you up, so I can go out and corrupt with my sick mind, making young kids blind, what?s wrong, what?s right, take morality out of their sight. That?s what you thought about me, that I was misled and will mislead? Well your right, kind of tight though, you know, I am going and showin people what you taught me, to not give into little things, to wait, and let it be fate. Fate right? Fate to find my life?fate to hand me that knife, fate to take my life?right? I mean it wasn?t my fault, it was the cult, taught me crazy things about love and faith, but honestly dad, why I did this, it was fate. Something is a little off, something is weird, why am I feared, why I have steered, why am I considered strong, see that is wrong. I am meek, I am weak, I wish to seek the highest peak, to hide from me. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Fate | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Ignorance's Death | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Why Try | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| ����������������������� ����������������������� ����������������������� ����������� Gabby Thompson | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| ����������������������� ����������������������� ����������������������� ����������� Saturday, July 27, 2002 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||