MISS MURDER (A.F.I.)
Hey Miss Murder can I?
Hey Miss Murder can I?
Make beauty stay if I,
Take my life?
Whoa-oh-ohh
With just a look they shook
And heavens bowed before him.
Simply a look can break your heart.
The stars that pierce the sky;
He left them all behind.
We’re left to wonder why
He left us all behind.
Hey Miss Murder can I?
Hey Miss Murder can I?
Make beauty stay if I,
Take my life?
Whoa-oh-ohh
(ohh)
Dreams of his crash won’t pass
Or how they all adored him.
Beauty will last when spiraled down.
The stars that mystify
He left them all behind.
And how his children cry
He left us all behind.
Hey Miss Murder can I?
Hey Miss Murder can I?
Make beauty stay if I,
Take my life?
Whoa-oh-ohh
What's the hook, the twist
Within this verbose mystery?
I would gladly bet my life upon it.
That the ghost you love, your ray of light
Will fizzle out without hope.
We're the empty set just floating through, wrapped in skin,
Ever searching for what we were promised.
Reaching for the golden ring we never let go,
Who would ever let us put our filthy hands upon it.
Hey Miss Murder can I?
Hey Miss Murder can I?
Make beauty stay if I,
Take my life?
Whoa-oh-ohh
Hey Miss Murder can I?
Hey Miss Murder can I?
Make beauty stay if I,
Take my life?
Whoa-oh-ohh
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Random Moment!!(you no you have them 2)
LALALALALALALALALALALALALALALALA!!! do you ever wonder what would happen if a flower could talk???? what would it say to you??? and what if the world was flat and still spun???? would we all just float away???? IS LIFE FULL OF IFS THAT WE ALL GET CONFUZZELED ON??????? WHAT OF THE WORLD WAS OVER RUNNED BY FURBALLS AND THEY DISTROY US WITH THEIR BIG CUTE EYES!!!!???? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! okay Im done.
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Friday, July 21, 2006
lalalala......how do you put music on your site?
can someone tell me ahow to put music on my site?
PWEEEEAAASSSSS???????
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Thursday, July 20, 2006
Depressed....
Depression all around me
Darkness seeping in
The light fades all around me
Emotion filled with sin
Tears of hate stream down
Blood spattered hands crusty and dry
On the brink of Physocoticness
I curl up and die
No place to call home
No one to warm me through
No love to feel
No happiness
My world turns unreal
A place to be unhappy
A place to call my own
No one ever is looking
No one to call my own
- A dark entity is waiting.
Kradlover1222
Who cares anyway?
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Saturday, July 15, 2006
OMG!
Today I spent it here at my friends house, AND SHE LEARNED A NEW WORD!!! PINTO! she wont stop saying IT! I need help!
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