I can talk downtown jive into towers of rhyme
Every time Im in Her
I am sinner
Feel my sin
Like velvet skin on your silk-soft sin city
Soft like sheets of ivory haze
Reminding me of days of half-hearted praise
For a bad god, a dead god
Little death in deed and indeed
I am pleased
As the cats in the slums of Heaven
Call for me
Their only man
Goddamned if the alleyways
Dont rock with Oh yeahs
And No ways
On a one-way street to bliss















Comments
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Soundwave superior Autobots inferior
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I'll never forgive SMeyer. I got stabbed in the arm with a pencil because of that pear-shaped bitch.
RAGE CONTEST: [link]
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Soundwave superior Autobots inferior
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I'll never forgive SMeyer. I got stabbed in the arm with a pencil because of that pear-shaped bitch.
RAGE CONTEST: [link]
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Soundwave superior Autobots inferior
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"Do you need a shovel for all that bullshit?" ~ParanoidMan
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I'll never forgive SMeyer. I got stabbed in the arm with a pencil because of that pear-shaped bitch.
RAGE CONTEST: [link]
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"Do you need a shovel for all that bullshit?" ~ParanoidMan
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I'll never forgive SMeyer. I got stabbed in the arm with a pencil because of that pear-shaped bitch.
RAGE CONTEST: [link]
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