Tekst:
A Human And His Stds

(Written by A Human) 4 - "Lust" If somewhere out there, theres a woman for you, it's punker stacy. The perfect woman for me and you, but what would

a Private Hell Lying in the dirt, with a mouthful of dust. Swoop down and scoop me out, pretty watchers from above. I'm far from a person, and I'm hours from a

fact that you'll never love again!" A father and son factory, making chemical bombs, and manufactured jeans. A pretty girl and a chemical vat, one sad story, and a

you, and my bond to you in the dark, and so I give up and wait for the day... for that girl to slide up to me and say... "Ecstasy, Agony, and Everything

mermaid swam, guiding his hand, she smiled to their future, pulling this man, turned around and underwater screamed. Blood poured from his eyes and from his mouth, his human

the hallway, waiting for a stir. And to my surprise, such an instance occurs. A family in the room, farthest from my place. They're eating a meal and

a different land, and of the jokes we've heard over again, and again... Cuz it's, more than a street, a name, or a face, and while more trouble comes

the bar stirring his ice and thinking, Man my sons girlfriend is hot, I wish I was his age, when did I grow up and whys my life so fucked up? Oh Pour

, for someone else, by loving each and everyone around. People, tree, dog, and cat, brown yellow, red white and black. Because its by truth and kindness