...................................................................................................... Strong sympathetic people do the work of angels, Tough empaths endure the works of demons.
Today I was waiting for a friend at her dentist office and Muzack started to creep into my mind, I boped along for a few bars and then was waiting for the Drop that never happend.
Scheehs Gota lay-off the dubstep!
...................................................................................................... Strong sympathetic people do the work of angels, Tough empaths endure the works of demons.
...................................................................................................... Strong sympathetic people do the work of angels, Tough empaths endure the works of demons.
I've read the name of this song all my life, but never actually heard it 'til this morning on the radio. Googled the lyrics to confirm the name. Hell yeah--this is awesome! Yes, I am the last to hear it. I don' kerre.
Savannah: I don't know what it is, but no thread here escapes alive. You'll get 1 or 2 real answers at minimum, occasionally 10 or 12, and then we flog it until it's unrecognizable and you can't get your deposit back.
motskyroonmatick....that is so fucking awesome with my morning cafe. Nice.
Dogs are the leaders of the planet. If you see two life forms, one of them’s making a poop, the other one’s carrying it for him, who would you assume is in charge? " I am a controlled substance". Savannah.
I am a suckaaaa for the new SHINS Album. It's got a *Burny* song on it too. Check out the lyrics Meet the son of a goverExplainning man And a pillar of salt I was born with blood on my hands And have all the signs of a bleeding heart
Living high on a giant hawk On a mountain so steep Keep your head in a hollow hog As the ruling fog are about to creep
What have we done? How'd we get so far from the sun? Lost, lost in an oscillating phase Where a tiny few catch all of the rays
Out beyond the western squalls In an avian land They work for nothing at all They don't know the mall or the layaway plan
Dig yourself a beautiful grave Everything you could want Maybe those invisible slaves Are too far away for a ghost to haunt
What do we charge? Letting go of a claim so large Oh, all of our working days are done But a tiny few are having all of the fun
Get used to the dust in your lungs
Is there no way down From this peak to solid ground Without having our gold teeth Pulled from our mouth
Make me a drink strong enough To wash away the dishwater world they said was lemonade Walk with me after the show Maybe we can find a way through the minefield in the snow
What are they charged? Letting to of a claim so large Oh, all of our working days are done But a tiny few are having all of the fun