

That Man.As I went into that store, I wasn't looking for anything anymore, And that man came right up to me, Asked me to come back and see...That Man.
I came right into that door, That treated me like a whore, That man... That Man....
Tall, man, dark haired, brown-eyed basterd,
Took me, alone in that alley, He told me to tell nobody, He was the worst thing that had ever happened,
As he left I knew that face, i'd seen it before.. I had sworn the next time I saw 'em I would kill the fucker- That man... That man...
I went home and had to la


Love.You, with your long, soft blonde hair, You, with your happy beautiful face, You, with your beautiful hazel eyes... And you love me...Love.
Love, everytime I see your beautiful face, Love, everytime I hear your perfect voice, Love, I finally realize... I need you, Love, I always want you... By my side...
We, hope to always be together, We, know we'll never leave one another, We, never want to be apart, And I, never want to leave your grasp...
Love, everytime I see your beautiful face, Love, everytime I hear your perfect voice, Love, I finally re


How Are You?So, how are you? How've you been since that day. When they found you... Hanging from the ceiling. I asked you how you were. You had told me you were about to "Hang out."How Are You?
If i'd have known, could I have stopped you?
Stopped you from yourself.
Why? Why did you decide? Not to breathe any longer? To give it all up?
And will I ever get to know why? And who's fault it was? Because we miss you. And we wish you were here...
Why? What made you decide? That this was the end? I need to know.
So if you could. &nb


Who cares?So. I look at you. And I wonder... Who cares? Why are you here?Who cares?
What fucking hole did you crawl out from? And why should I care?
Who cares. About you. About anything. Anymore.
I sure don't. But... Deep inside. I hate you.
And you should know this. Just telling you.
Who cares. About life. Or anything related. Anymore.
It's sad. Death is the only thing we look forward to. And, yet. That sweet nothingness.
Is happiness. And I look at you, and wonder.  
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There are 3 kinds of people in this world. Those who can count and those who can't.
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Rawr! =]
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