Monday, July 12, 2021

paranoid !

Duraay ! --------- Hell Durray , mind Duray the king of the death is a fuck duray ! Rode on da bike, fought the great wind , i skid the wave like the sun in da peach Duray kill da sun , Duray kill the peach The state , the moment in da flash o Duray ! Is it true or is it a lie ? Duray does it matter in da fucking end ? I say duray get them rolling , i say duray , it doesn't matter Tts the beach duray , that holds the answer , its the sun duray that holds the answer , Duray u missed me who holds the whole truth !!! HOPE ! ------- Blood sex and cigerretes in da mind of a broken child leans to the botttom for a stub left , The agony of strange weird in the face of a fucking stubb ! Men stand aside , on da shore , all in da hope of a good catch ? Well in da sea well frogs leap to death In da cell all deaths leap to frog Nasty gross are the words of the stub , well, cry streak on da fine sand of the stub. Well did I get on with the snob , well did I get on with the stub Oh my love let the hope live . In my mind ! ------------- I fucking freak out , bloody war fucking shake me Thouhgts randonm bloody mind fucking kill me In a world of thought , insane bloody crap steaking skyline Win my mind in my mind , crimson falls drouse my crouch The time less the etrnal , i got a moment to ask the question Fucking mind fucking freaked out , the moment lost till the next The light the darkeness the truth of the whole fuck where is the answer , my mind on a fuckign leash In da dense in the thin on a holiday to fucking spain got it all right bloody war fucking shake me ? i think not dick head , the creap is just a thrill !! Suspecious ! ------------ Lean on a cane , balls hanging hairless , fuck that shit man , let the sun shine !! Brave were we on the face of the death , neither did we limb at the alter of pain Crave we did for that taste of light like a fucking moor on a hunt of blood On a my breath , man I light these gones , I vainly remember the things that I flamed! Let not the guard down , lest we be blamed for the gones that were dead anyway ....