I would appear to be,
That what I see,
Is that Jesus love me,
Why worry,
You don't,
Have the whole story,
My Hearts in a blender,
That woman I'll,
Always remember,
Through Her Eyes,
She's my demise,
And She Likes it,
I'm just wasting away,
In this pit,
With a hand full of friends,
And the yens in the light,
Dark of yang,
Through earthly hell I might,
Be taught to love,
In a use full way,
Why even bother cause I'm,
In the grey,
Just know,
That hell's,
A place not to go,
And when it snows,
It flows,
So just pinch your nose,
Cause all them ladies,
Like the pant-y hoes,
and I'm not gay,
I'm just hanging,
With the bros.
y-f-t-p
Last edited by JBKlyde; 02-02-2012 at 10:33 PM.
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