Friday, January 18, 2008

junk - random lyrics without music

There was a blackout
I let him
suck my dick
but he read more
into it

Men are meat
was my motto
and let the feast
begin

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won't pretend there was no trouble
up in our nest
you gone and left me
in a state
my friends call
a mess
I'm not some
condom to use
and throw away with no regret

my rage knows
no boundaries
when it comes to
protecting my
brittle heart
Mister, i got
the skill to kill
down to an art

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You order food
and send it back
someone like you
should cook
his own meals
why put the wait staff
through that

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