Forward planning can be useful. I'll write your obituary, so you can die remembered as a failure. The box is closing; the lines are written; the strings have snapped. Regressive primitives blast beating the toilet handle. Your cranium smashing brutality has left you brainless. High school has ended yet you're scribbling a logo down. The words don't matter when it's all a pile of shit. I'll be your cause of death, the end complete. Put down your pen and we'll slowly recede. Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |