Custard PieFuck you lemon custard pie Your custardness is too much to handle Show me your cream, show me your lemon Enlighten me about your goodness Show the way down the right path You sexy lemon custard pieCustard Pie
Mind PoolThe mind is soon gonna collapse Leave me nothing, I don't need it All I ask for is a little solace and comforting A friend, a companion, someone to care They've all turned their blind eye toward something more important Taken and overcome by sadness and silence My mind goes back to its habitual ways of not caring for anyone Its always behind my back, right where I can see it The lies and deceit of a truth so hurtful and blueMind Pool
All I want is a new beginning A new day, people to remember me again Call it a game of ongoing passion I prefer to have what I had back
Close DyingHappen to stumble upon the mystery of The inhalation of a close dying man Massacre the undergoing hurt of an assembly so proud and true The music rings true Never known this feeling of hatred and blue This must be false Signs point in every direction but right Stop lying to yourself, learn to fool others Learn that there are many options, which will you choose?Close Dying
And the man's countenance fell He cant think for himself He never knows what's goin on Its a good thing he is close to dying
Start to believe in a lie that is unknown While the man lets ou
Forced FalsehoodSing to the stars, lock up an unusual elevation Infidels like ants along the sidewalk Conserve, wring this salvation upon those most ignorant The fire dies, the masses line up looking toward the leaders Hapless, confused, starving inside, no one does anything The sound of time, change, motion, it means nothing Not to some anywayForced Falsehood
The grunge of the grind, the greed of the extravagant grotesque Throw it away and silently tear this system apart How when I say some song should be sung, it will be over soon
Hurry up and race to the top of the ladder, only to fall at the peak
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"I'm sure you have at least one." Determined to tease and play with Zayne a bit, Alexander grinned. "Unless you want me to have you bent over in the garden..."
"... watering my flowers."
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The tolling of the Iron bell, calls the faithful to their knees.
~Pink Floyd
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The tolling of the Iron bell, calls the faithful to their knees.
~Pink Floyd
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Lock up an unusual elevation...
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On the thin line between being a genius and being a lunatic.
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Draw for me?
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