os porcos governantes querem te ver morto, te mandando para as guerras visando os lucros com a desculpa do amor ao seu país, patriota é o caralho, eu não acredito nessa farsa...
how's your bell-curve?
mine's right-skewed average low. very low.
and the river - she has grown very high.
fell from the sky.
and i'm wasted on cancer and bible school - not like you.
yeah, you're wasted, full and drunk from too much rain
and pain and anger at tumors like me.
if it would make you comfortable, i'd jump out of this tree,
or maybe we could get married and be happy.
these few words could be the last we ever speak.
do you think, maybe, you could love me or like me maybe?
maybe you'd look at me, you'd talk to me,
we could marry, live in this tree.
but it's unlikely. you don't like me,
and i don't like me, and it's unlikely.
i hate myself . caught in a flood with the captain of the cheerleading squad
On July 24 2005
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