Warung Bebas

Monday, August 20, 2012

I try everyday so i wont burn.. ive tried believeing if i did good. good would happen .....where is it!!?!?!?!  I deserve some happiness but all life says is i should be buried
Buried six feet down. Maggots eat my carrion in sweet bliss. I can feel the dogs piss seeping.  thru the ground. Im in your yard. The ground so cold so hard....(slow acoustic/or soft guitar) friends are for the buried..(stops) so until i die. RUN OFF!!! (<-breakdown) In the darkness of light. we can see our own horizon. Every man has his breaking point. death comes free of charge. To those with two sided friends. Pennys to the eyes. I see the way. Of satans lies.

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