Like OMG, FML, 123, Go the Hell, All is well in justice while we cannot dwell or fabric cells. We eat like pigs, we ride on salient or back fagiline falcons. Yeah, shiny, nice and pretty. With gritties, but it's all for attention. Did I forget to mention to be notices what we all refer? Respect out of one, what's the matter this time? Was it because I didn't get enough love from my mother? No, I was actually because they filled me with love and smothered to carry me. And I loved my parents for everything they do. Why do you think I still live at home? For the last missed dark past, your dogs Judy back country's theme. If I needed your approval to what matters most, the life it would come to be in as a nightmare. I'm a adult now. I love my cow. I even get well. So you better let go. I call brown chicken brown cow and tuxedies fucking mirrors would shrink. When you want them, should I really keep it free flowing or shut my right track, peasant mouth up? Nah, I have the right to bitch about dramatic shit as long as it doesn't interfere with your peace of mind. And do not pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of American ways because there's no republic or republican that can save the truth to you like me. The dignity and honor. I will not bind my history but truth it as a map to see. I've been reduced. I don't cost too much. This is my future so what? Who cares? You took the time there yourself to be something. Doesn't take much to follow as long as you just use this process in mind. To mind, body and soul. Taking control of who wants get to know yourself before you say anything about any words. You'd be surprised to know that's what's so funny about time and all these fucking parties. So tell me baby do you want it to end this stream of mine of got me searching, or got me wishing for a way to end to running high but I should I want I so I break I run away. And what's going through it's thought to find can you look me in the eyes when last turn I can't break your heart. I can't break your heart. I can sit you back together. I can make this home. Or I can leave it to the mother. I can do the clip walk like any state or any food. Put my strings like Pinocchio and I'll leave it to be her to show you the clear. A little simple definition of many forms of clever. How many times do I have to say I don't like judgements or people. I'm into cowboy girls and vampire puns. To find me with the Judas Fee, maybe you're okay. Hate me now or hate me later. Whatever. I guess it's better if no one understands the mind of a genius. She's crazy though. I like her no. She only wanted bucks and this to know how high it down. It's Christmas every day in these eyes. So what? Who can support? I live my life for you and even though I haven't met you, hey. I guess I'll live it for you too.