The plans we execute are far between and few
But I'll go around the world just for something to do
Existence is fleeting
You spend your life dreaming
The shores are exhausted
The time is receding
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Like...munchies man...Im starving...
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The voice in my head doesn't control me... But he has some good ideas...
When Hell is too full, The Damned shall walk the Earth
Maybe if my signature is witty enough, someone will finally love me.
When Hell is too full, The Damned shall walk the Earth
Maybe if my signature is witty enough, someone will finally love me.