Tell me another one...and another.
The sun ain't shining, kid. It ain't shining and you're blind. Close f*cking eyes, you'd better take these words like colombian neckties.
This is where we're at, and this is the story told with a grain of salt for the open wounds and these locked grooves.
The skin is f*cking dead. The spirits are f*cking gone.
Alive and well is for the heartless.
And I said I'd never write these words.
So that's why I f*cking typed this. Welcome to the fold. Here's where we f*cking die.
And welcome to the world where the kids never stop asking why. Welcome to hell.
Your days are numbered. This is welcome home.
This is f*cking mine.
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Tell me another one...and another.
The sun ain't shining, kid. It ain't shining and you're blind. Close f*cking eyes, you'd better take these words like colombian neckties.
This is where we're at, and this is the story told with a grain of salt for the open wounds and these locked grooves.
The skin is f*cking dead. The spirits are f*cking gone.
Alive and well is for the heartless.
And I said I'd never write these words.
So that's why I f*cking typed this. Welcome to the fold. Here's where we f*cking die.
And welcome to the world where the kids never stop asking why. Welcome to hell.
Your days are numbered. This is welcome home.
This is f*cking mine.
The sun ain't shining, kid. It ain't shining and you're blind. Close f*cking eyes, you'd better take these words like colombian neckties.
This is where we're at, and this is the story told with a grain of salt for the open wounds and these locked grooves.
The skin is f*cking dead. The spirits are f*cking gone.
Alive and well is for the heartless.
And I said I'd never write these words.
So that's why I f*cking typed this. Welcome to the fold. Here's where we f*cking die.
And welcome to the world where the kids never stop asking why. Welcome to hell.
Your days are numbered. This is welcome home.
This is f*cking mine.