eu axo q vo faze disso daki um repositorio de letras de muskas.. eh soh oq eu posto aki.. mais de boa.. c conhece um jeito melhor de falar oq vc tah cum preguica ou nem sabe as palavras prah dizer... eu naum.. axo q to me sentindo eh meiu perdido.. meio q naum querendo dexa contecer oq axo q tah comecando a fikar obvio.. estranho.. oh well.. whatever... nevermind.. afinal quem le isso mesmo.. whatever... bom la vaum mais duas letrinhas de muskas otimas.. ao jeito delas elas explicam mta coisa... as duas saum du hole... axo q soh eu gosto de hole de verdade no mundo.. well cya...
*VIOLET* And the sky was made of amethyst. And all the stars were just like little fish. You should learn when to go. You should learn how to say no. Might last a day, yeah. Minus forever. Might last a day, yeah. Minus forever. When they get what they want, then they never want it again. They get what they want, and they never want it again. Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to. Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to. And the sky was all violet. I want again, but violent, more violent. And I'm the one with no soul. One above and one below. Might last a day, yeah. Minus forever. Might last a day, yeah. Minus forever.
When they get what they want, then the never want it again. And they get what they want, and they never want it again. Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to. Go on, take everything, take everything, I dare you to. I told you from the start, just how this would end.
When I get what I want, then I'll never want it again. Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to. Go on, take everything, take
everything......
*GUTLESS* All my friends are embryonic, All my friends are dead and gone, All my friends are microscopic, All my friends wake up alone. Girl germs eat your little virus, Revolution come and die, We lead us to eat the virus, Sleep with me, wake up alive. Gutless, you're gutless. Gutless, you're gutless. You can try to suck me dry, But there's nothing left to suck. Just you try to hold me down, Come on try to shut me up. Step and fetch, grease my hips, I don't even have to pause. I don't really miss God, But I sure miss Santa Clause. Gutless, you're gutless. Gutless, you're undressed. My one I trust, my honeyblood, My one I trust, my honeyblood. Gutless, you're gutless. Gutless, you're undressed. You're gutless, you're gutless. Gutless, you're undressed......
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cya
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