kit_t
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| 05 Jun 2016 03:53 AM |
late night ot antics
This makes me feel like a weak man who thinks that he is strong. Must I play the chauvanist to be the man you want? Sweaty fingers push down on your throat, you say you like it rough, but it's hard to think I do this out of love. And from my own submissive pleasure I want to do just as you wish, but I slap your face too lightly when you ask me to make fists. Kiss me softly do not bite, we can explore like naughty kids. You say you're bored, want dominating, and I just stare and flinch.
How rude of me to bring my thoughts into your bedroom. Is it condescending to be so scared I might hurt you.
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| 05 Jun 2016 03:54 AM |
Hold up, hold up I bet you thinking that we dead Hold up, hold up I have this bullet in my head Hold up, hold up Mama what's them words you said? Hold up, hold up Why you make us think you're dead? Oh they, oh they, think we dead
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kit_t
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| Joined: 26 Feb 2016 |
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| 05 Jun 2016 03:54 AM |
@serval lyricize the sounds the song is making
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Rodriquex
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| 05 Jun 2016 03:57 AM |
My Hittas, My Hitta My Hitta, My Hitta |
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| 05 Jun 2016 03:58 AM |
It's not home And it's not Tara If fact do I know you Have I been here before This is a dream, right Deja Vu Did I come here on my own
Oh I see Welcome to the room Sara for Scarlett Welcome to the choir, sir
Oh Missionary Well I will be different When I get back And you can take all of the credit You say everything's fine, baby But sometimes at night
Where the first cut is the deepest one of all And the second one Well it's a worthless thing, so take it all the way back home Take it home
Oh, downstairs where the big old house is mine Oh, upstairs where the stars laugh and shine Oh, oh well I thought that you were mine Well I thought that you were mine
Welcome to the room Sara, Sara (for Scarlett) Welcome to the choir, sir Well of course it was a problem (for Scarlett)
Front line baby Well you held her prisoner And after all these years Well as well as you knew her
In the never forgotten words of another one of your friends In the never forgotten words of another one of your friends, baby
When you hang up that phone Well you cease to exist Welcome to the room Sara Welcome Welcome to the room everyone
“Come at me scrublord, I'm ripped.” -Ross O'Donovan |
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x81Ux
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| Joined: 14 May 2016 |
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| 05 Jun 2016 03:59 AM |
brief moment of silence for chris wallace soulja pac pimp c i know they smiling and weezy still hot as tamales man i know soulja slim proud of me
hi im 81u +31k posts |
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Rodash22
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| Joined: 29 Sep 2012 |
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| 05 Jun 2016 04:04 AM |
(DUBSTEP LYRICS) IMMA TRY IT OUT. Okay. BRRRT WP WP WP VWEEEW WP WP WP VWEEEW PEEEW WP WP WP AHHT AHHT ETT?! BWOH WAHP WAHP WAHP WAHP O DERRP WAHP WAHP WAHP WAHP |
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| 05 Jun 2016 04:05 AM |
at my deathbed all i'll see is you the life may leave my lungs but my heart will stay with you |
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Rodash22
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| Joined: 29 Sep 2012 |
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| 05 Jun 2016 04:08 AM |
3.... 2.... guac... GOW. OHD OH DOH OHD GOW. OHD OH OHD DOH O GOW. OHD DOH O OHD O |
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| 05 Jun 2016 04:11 AM |
Infinitesimal (chorus):
There's a million, billion, zillion stars but I'm down here low Fussing over scars On my soul (on my soul) on my soul (on my soul) On my soul I am so infinitesimal, They say it started with a Big Bang But they say it came out of a small thing, Lastly I'm feeling like a Big Bang, Because Iv been making somthing outa nothing
(Like my soul) |
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FishLAD
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| Joined: 08 May 2009 |
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| 05 Jun 2016 04:17 AM |
can't they get censored :(
-fishLAD <*)))><
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billabot
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| 05 Jun 2016 04:18 AM |
Shades of all shades Every shape and size Promised parties in the air Danced before her eyes But where did love go And where were you On the day they turned violet to blue
Friends of all friends Friends that came and went Some did care Some did not Subway residents But what did you feel What did you do On the day they turned violet to blue On the day they turned violet to blue
Can't stop, don't start Warm hand, cool heart Please hear my call Out cold, in deep No sense, no sleep At all
So before you go
Kinds of all kinds Glittering like gold Selling for the highest bid Keeping out the cold And did the angels Call by for you On the day they turned violet to blue On the day they turned violet to blue On the day they turned violet to blue
Can't stop, don't start Warm hand, cool heart Please hear my call Out cold, in deep No sense, no sleep, at all
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| 05 Jun 2016 04:31 AM |
Don't put your head on my shoulder Sink me in a river of tears This could be the best place yet But you must overcome your fears In time we could've been so much more But time is precious I know In time we could've been so much more The time has nothing to show because Time won't give me time And time makes lovers feel Like they've got something real But you and me we know We got nothing but time And time won't give me time Won't give me time Don't make me feel any colder Time is like a clock in my heart Touch we touch was the heat too much I felt I lost you from the start In time we could've been so much more But time is precious I know In time we could've been so much more The time has nothing to show because Time won't give me time And time makes lovers feel Like they've got something real But you and me we know We've got nothing but time And time won't give me time Won't give me time |
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