addiction creates the end of the world. addiction is escape from the end of the world. addiction is not the end of the world.
civilization is a cancer-ridden near-corpse lighting a smokestack through a hole in its neck.
also: phat beats will make you shake dat azz!
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Saturday, May 22, 2010
unfree from fear...
...you went loose until you got copped
you did what you loved the most
until one day you just stopped
you couldn’t put control on me
‘cause by then you controlled nothing
a driverless car on the coldest day of summer
december boy’s got it bad
december boy’s got it bad
december boy’s got it bad
and where’s september?
you did what you loved the most
until one day you just stopped
you couldn’t put control on me
‘cause by then you controlled nothing
a driverless car on the coldest day of summer
december boy’s got it bad
december boy’s got it bad
december boy’s got it bad
and where’s september?
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Monday, May 10, 2010
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