wtorek, września 04, 2007

[enedurape]

leave lashes
woke out of an ashez
delisoius life waits
yesterday bites
n hurts

with word whips i check your chicks's lips
check spellin of this spell in rumshackle huts
sellin their slacky humps what make me havin doubts
when i watch ya tryin to cope with cutting yourself
with potash soft soap, moap!

so i lope down the slope
your born was the forlorn hope
followed by, i torch a towing rope
that's all as togetger show, i'm lone

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