August 1, 2014
I can’t change. I can’t change. I can’t change.
Cuz I’m here in my mold. Yeah, I’m here in my mold.
Days of airbags, H.I.V.
as far as I can see.
It’s a black metal afternoon, a freebase afternoon.
my way or the highway.
No quarter asked and
Sleep now brother,
you are forgiven.
Someday everything’s gonna sound like a rhapsody.
I got a date with a rich white lady.
Ain’t life great?
There’s no worries in Hollywood.
Come sweet death, one last caress.
You loved that song by the Misfits.
we were just kids.
She promised me that she’d be there with me
when I paint my masterpiece.
Someday everything’s gonna be different.
When I paint my masterpiece
it’ll be September forever.
We’ll be back in the land of coca cola
and there will always be something there to remind me.
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