nirvānas milk it |
Dec. 9th, 2010|09:54 pm |
I am my own parasite I don't need a host to live We feed off of each other We can share our endorphins
Doll steak! Test meat!
Look on the bright side is suicide Lost eyesight I'm on your side Angel left wing, right wing, broken wing Lack of iron and/or sleeping
I own my own pet virus I get to pet and name her Her milk is my shit My shit it is her milk
Protector of the kennel Ecto-plasma, Ecto-skeletal Obituary every birthday Your scent is still here in my place of recovery!
vo, man liekas, ka varbūt Kurtiņš būtu varējis vēl nedaudz apdeitot savus ģitāras skilus (lai gan, tas ir tikai loģiski, ka viņš nošāvās, ja jau viņam visu laiku sāpēja vēders), bet nu tekstu ziņā tur vairs tiešām nebija kur augt, pati pilnība 8) |
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