zombieshark

damn.. yep, that's it, damn
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to the girl that left me the msg on livejournal: i'd like to know who you are.
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hot damn, i cant wait for friday. i finally get to go buy more band gear that ive been trying to get for the past 2 months. im thinking about another guitar, or maybe a bass.. yes, a new bass. that would be veddy niiiice.
40 oz. to freedom. ain't it the truth? beer. the cause of and solution to all of lifes problems. i'm what's for dinner.

according to a friend of mine, i am understatedly weird. and that's just fine by me.

Rx =

the pain in which i live
is just the flesh inside my skin
but, oh, pretty baby,
you're my sweet morphine.
this fire in which i cook,
is just too cold in my book.
but, pretty baby,
you're my gasoline.
a lil' cure all
for a common cold heartbreak.
this world in which i live,
tried slowing down my sin.
but.. hey, pretty baby,
you're my methadrine.
by this noose in which im hung,
and the nerve gas in my lungs.
but.. hey, hey, pretty baby,
you are my atropine.
a common cure all,
for the headaches, and heartbreak.
so come on, darling,
come n' sing along with me.
come on pretty baby,
won't you,
trip n' dance with me.




i gotta go pig.