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the suicide file - 2003 in the end what's left won't be your feathered hair or your fake breasts or your fast food or your slow death. all the rallies and all the marches, all the fireworks and all the garbage. the politics c file the suicide file - a pleasure to have in class the best and the brightest are rotting away yesterday's heroes are garbage today we made the wrong choices, we took the wrong paths it's easier now just to think of the past loose lips sank ships and c file
the suicide file - achtung! landmine! my life is a warzone. my life is a mess. this world is full of landmines. and i can't take this stress. tread softly, these fields are deadly. lalalala landmine landmine getting in my way. lalalala l c file
the suicide file - another night in america it's the same all over, everywhere that you go people doing the same things, cause its all they know boredoms a virus, it breeds and it spreads to millions of people, who are already dead another nig c file
the suicide file - ashcroft if what it boils down to is that "you're either for us or against us," i guess i've got a tough, tough choice to make. 'cause hollow patriotic actions and re-enactments don't move me. and c file
the suicide file - cold snap i finally saw you for the first time in two fucking years and i told you i was fine. you told me you had made it through the roughest patch and you tried to make some jokes and you asked about my life c file
the suicide file - down underground hate comes in whispers, not angry yells. creeping through your nightmares, leaving putrid smells. and there's a million stories of sordid private lives. there's an army of skeletons behind a wall o c file
the suicide file - fuck fox news thank you for your bounty. show what's been destroyed and the skin is unblemished on every girl and boy. the sun shines on you 300 days a year. and life is good, when you play off fear. ain't got no c file
the suicide file - i hate rock n' roll quit posing like you're rebellious you boring pieces of shit you're flying the flag of anger when you're generic as white bread hey hey my my why don't you all go fucking die you're a salesman of the c file
the suicide file - i hate you it's all so ironic the things that you think you preface them all with a nod and a whink the clothes that you wear and the words that you speak you're so fucking clever, you're tongues in your cheek y c file
the suicide file - i like the nightlife baby every moment i'm with you feels like my skin is peeling off so why the fuck do i even try to talk to you. i wish you'd die. and though i say i'd rather not deal with everything or anything at all, i c file
the suicide file - kissinger try to wash it all away you can't remove the stains you had your chance, you made your mark, now it's too late you had your chance, you made your mark, now there's just hate c file
the suicide file - laramie there's a burning cross on a hillside. still bright after all these years. and you want to just smile and ignore it, but i hear your fucking fear. i don't believe that anything's changed, at least c file
the suicide file - mission hill party i can't see past your slick veneers. your empty eyes, your hollow sneers. why not just kill yourselves instead? you fucking people are already dead. dancing drunk to the radio. 'cause feeling som c file
the suicide file - november in brookline fate flickers like a newsreel. it's dancing across the dark wood restaurants, the empty sidewalks, and the hotel lobbies that have started to fade so that the deep reds are now a dirty pink, and c file
the suicide file - now lie in it you are who you fuck, or so i am told in this miserable city, where status is gold i've seen shit-eating people who claw their way up looking for the acceptance that they never got it's all about winn c file
the suicide file - rum, romanism and tammany idealism is fucking dead. laughed off the stage at countless conventions. laissez faire is en vogue again. it's silver tongue has been heaven sent. one man, one vote, throw it away. one land, one c file
the suicide file - some mistakes you never stop paying for i used to believe that you and me were gonna shimmer like our spikes and chains, and that the beauty of our brashness spoke for itself. spoke for itself. when staying awake meant feeling alive. we wer c file
the suicide file - song for katy it hurts sometimes to think about how far away this is from what you'd hoped for. the way things were supposed to stay. and though you learned a lesson and you took it with grace, i wish i could s c file
the suicide file - song for tonite wrap your arms around me i'm fucking freezing, and i just saw napalm in your eyes rip off what's left of another day, another crash i'm not good with goodbyes moments like this don't just come and go, c file
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