05-19-2005, 05:12 AM
And damn. I let it be known that I am a public menace. My reputation at the Lounge is now forever ruined, people will forever look at me with suspicion and secretly think I am some terrible rabblerouser.
Oh whatever shall I do? I am so embarassed, I wish all of you were dead! Er, should that say I wish I was dead? Why should I be the one to die... It's easy to hide the bodies and hide my shame... :ph34r:
Oh whatever shall I do? I am so embarassed, I wish all of you were dead! Er, should that say I wish I was dead? Why should I be the one to die... It's easy to hide the bodies and hide my shame... :ph34r:
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."