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oh the humanity!
my future seems like one big past
Created on 2004-12-01 21:59:13 (#5322670), last updated 2005-01-17
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| Name: | Skylar |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 03-04 |
| Location: | California, United States |
the milk was saccarhine, your body was aching for her spoils, you needed her to release you from your sitcom toils. the world had torn your soul, taken it to the dogflies, the divine dogflies - they are the light, the gospel lied - if i am a mainiac - i must be - you are afraid to say that you relate to me - if i am a mainiac, then the skitzos are deities.
I never want to be seen as cheap
But I saw the tears in his eyes
And I thought, "That's sweet"
I tried on all of my little jokes,
I muscle in, throw it in,
Just to see if it floats
Not many people have the balls of I
To take the bull by the horns
And make it mine, all mine
He was it, he was really hot shit
He was tripping, he was ripped and
He was high on life
He was it, he was really hot
He was tripping, he was drifting
He was high
He was really nice
He smelled like propane and butterscotch
He kept his eyes on me
'Cause he liked to watch me
Tear up bedsheets to bandange him
He had been in a fight,
But he did not win
I don't think we brought the money up
It was a gas, oh we just laughed
This boy could not shut up
He was it, he was really hot shit
He was tripping, he was ripped and
He was
HIGH ON LIFE.
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I never want to be seen as cheap
But I saw the tears in his eyes
And I thought, "That's sweet"
I tried on all of my little jokes,
I muscle in, throw it in,
Just to see if it floats
Not many people have the balls of I
To take the bull by the horns
And make it mine, all mine
He was it, he was really hot shit
He was tripping, he was ripped and
He was high on life
He was it, he was really hot
He was tripping, he was drifting
He was high
He was really nice
He smelled like propane and butterscotch
He kept his eyes on me
'Cause he liked to watch me
Tear up bedsheets to bandange him
He had been in a fight,
But he did not win
I don't think we brought the money up
It was a gas, oh we just laughed
This boy could not shut up
He was it, he was really hot shit
He was tripping, he was ripped and
He was
HIGH ON LIFE.
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