--- with their satellites i hope they cannot see the limitless potential living inside of me to murder everything I hope they cannot see I am the great destroyer
Take it down with a steam hammer Pack it hard Lead shot in your mood shooter Choose your poison Have a drink with your painkiller Take us down Wreck
s a man in ya, gnawin' ya, tearin' ya into two." Silly boy ya' self-destroyer. Paranoia, the destroyer Self-destroyer, wreck your health Destroy friends, destroy
overdrive, you know what to do Let's cruise past all the golden poo That makes me blue This thing gonna ? ? ? ? on the... Poopship, poopship destroyer On the poopship, poopship destroyer
warp 2 push it into systematic overdrive - u know what 2 do let's cruise! past all the golden poo that makes me blue this thing gonna ? ? ? ? on the poopship destroyer
Where are you and where are you heading to? I think it's odd that we both caught the flu. Bored and sick; bound in blankets. If you get home I'll get
Cup of Joe, Java. Have a cup of tea. He sits across from me luminously. Cupid's cross-eyes got nothing on me, please. I woke up pretty early, girly, curly
It's like ten tornadoes. A monster so cutthroat it could choke us all and I'm frustrated, but it all comes down tonight. Let's hold hand and listen to
You know that in our history, I guess there always seems to be some schematics showing me your front to back and in between. Why are you so kind Wen
My brain's been creepin' for what feels like for hours. I'm icked out mentally as I plow through possibilities but: That's the way it goes, that's the
You say I can change, but it hasn't really happened. And if you need truth, there's some conflict of interest. Here's a little, a little hint: Try getting
This Autumn's got me feeling kind of strange, but then it's just like every season. I'm smiling but leaning slightly towards deranged. My mind's committing
Originally by The Human League You were working as a waitress in a cocktail bar When I met you I picked you out, I shook you up And turned you around
"Give me back my brain" I said that before you You're so cute And put out too If we were in a zoo Then maybe I'd treat too You beat me to the bedroom
I know, I thought I'd think it through, the thinking part of you. And guess what popped up? Good god, I've got a good idea of how you're going to feel
Originally by Madonna You've got style, that's what all the girls say Satin sheets and luxuries so fine All your suits are custom made in London But
Originally by Michael Jackson and Paul McCartney Say, say, say what you want But don't play games with my affection Take, take, take what you need But
Don't be sad when your days are long and meaningless When you're closed in playing solitaire, under ugly lights I'm not a popsicle, I won't melt away
