TrampInaTux

I'm fine
It's all part of my design
Sublime
on the edge walking the line
Fear
is another word for love
Tears
I can't get enough of

When you do something special
only then will we remember you
and until that day shall come
to the whole world you're forgotten

He's gone
My blood, my bone, my heart, my skin
Rotten scum
Filthy hands they killed him
Bitter pulse
Don't ever want to look up
End result
Broken home and ****ed up life

Oh he did something special
he improved all our lives
but I guess it wasn't that special
in God's bastard eyes

swim

nice, no single thing sticks out as good or bad it's all kind of dependent on each other so as a whole it turns out to be something pretty good.
and the title is pretty cool.

Merkaba

I love this hobo. Theres a crap load of adjectives yet it still flows pretty well.

Thats pretty much all I have to say.

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She thinks I'm a reclusive genius, she's going to be very disappointed when she finds out i'm a reclusive wanker

TrampInaTux

Cheers, glad you criticised nout cos I'm sick as **** about changing me songs...