gitto138
07-13-2014, 12:56 PM
Is this a test, because it just feels like a constant battle,
i wont sit back and guess,
tat you and me are holding on to something tat we cannot handle,
its sad though,
cuz the way i see it from every camera angle,
im the only man you wanna lay hands on and do a pamela strangle,
and don't forget to whisper, softly into to my ear,
Christopher, its not tat offten wen im down u pick me up and drift off too a place less unfortunate and pissed off as i wish you would,
would i rip you off,
of course not,
id get my dick slit off and tortured, put in a sealable bag and forced in, beside the edge of my coffen,
its scary standin here watchin,
this shit happen but from another persons perspective we're about to blossom,
a relationship perfected to expect me t got some,
but i don't have any of it i spent to much energy on it,
and every penny on it are we jus a typical washed up couple,
a hypocrite inside a non touched bubble,
its critical you like this non stop trouble,
cuz i don't feel like given up on this constant puzzle,
it wont stop buzzin,
till it does ill still be a monsters cousin lookin for you and hoping tat you wont stop loven,
If death was to become of me tomorrow would you follow, or would you swallow your sorrows or would you wander around pondering head to the ground frowning in a hallow world so down in the
Dumps your drowing in garbage slumped over damaged from the outside in its carnage if you doubt i win,
who will shout out when i reach my destination its a step im taking to try and figure out this mess im making this is a test but its only left devastation forever waiting for the day you come back to me patiently don't hesitate baby put your hands on the gate and open it save me from ever awakening i hope you will cuz ive took in more than ive taken in my minds made up but aches again
i wont sit back and guess,
tat you and me are holding on to something tat we cannot handle,
its sad though,
cuz the way i see it from every camera angle,
im the only man you wanna lay hands on and do a pamela strangle,
and don't forget to whisper, softly into to my ear,
Christopher, its not tat offten wen im down u pick me up and drift off too a place less unfortunate and pissed off as i wish you would,
would i rip you off,
of course not,
id get my dick slit off and tortured, put in a sealable bag and forced in, beside the edge of my coffen,
its scary standin here watchin,
this shit happen but from another persons perspective we're about to blossom,
a relationship perfected to expect me t got some,
but i don't have any of it i spent to much energy on it,
and every penny on it are we jus a typical washed up couple,
a hypocrite inside a non touched bubble,
its critical you like this non stop trouble,
cuz i don't feel like given up on this constant puzzle,
it wont stop buzzin,
till it does ill still be a monsters cousin lookin for you and hoping tat you wont stop loven,
If death was to become of me tomorrow would you follow, or would you swallow your sorrows or would you wander around pondering head to the ground frowning in a hallow world so down in the
Dumps your drowing in garbage slumped over damaged from the outside in its carnage if you doubt i win,
who will shout out when i reach my destination its a step im taking to try and figure out this mess im making this is a test but its only left devastation forever waiting for the day you come back to me patiently don't hesitate baby put your hands on the gate and open it save me from ever awakening i hope you will cuz ive took in more than ive taken in my minds made up but aches again