And I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me,
Though I carried karats for everyone to see,
And I saw God cry in the reflections of my enemies,
And all the lovers with no time for me,
And all of the mothers raise their babies to stay away from me.
Tongues on the sockets of electric dreams,
When the sewage of youth drowned the spark of my teens
And I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me,
Though I carried karats for everyone to see
And I saw God cry in the reflections of my enemies
And all the lovers with no time for me
And all of the mothers raise their babies to stay away from me
And pray they won't grow up to be.
Come back?










God, ik haat wp. -,-
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Heb uw naaste lief, want dat ben ik. n__n''
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Let the guitar scream like a fascist.
jemig ik wordt gek,
ik heb zo'n zin om kweenie zijn nek om te draaien.
Ik kon op wp zo goed praten met nameless en andere personenen, en hyves is toch bagger. jemig, ik wordt gek. -,-
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Heb uw naaste lief, want dat ben ik. n__n''
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Let the guitar scream like a fascist.
MUWHAHAHAHAH
Nah, ik haat het, elke keer komt er oegang geweigert te staan.
Alzof ik iets van ''
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Heb uw naaste lief, want dat ben ik. n__n''
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