Nicktarist

Screw you Asshat for being better than me.

It doesn't take much to be better than me.

Still... *sigh* as a note, you don't really have to sing this. You can go the route of the hot snakes and just scream it like your trying to start a riot. I love the Hot Snakes.

peace,
-nick

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asshat

....no you're better, half of my stuff is plagiarized unknowingly.
Thank you though.

...my way of singing is to speak with a slur so people can't make out what I'm saying.

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Arya Stark

Record it!!!

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asshat

....welcome to the terrordome!!!
Here are more poems, I wrote them even faster.

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Don't underestimate
The pain
Of forgetting the s#it
That was said 4 seconds ago
This problem has being going
On for five years or more
When I blacked out,
Declared me legally dead
But later revived
They gave me a clean bill of health
Or touched in the head
But at least I survived

I don't need to explain
What I said
The syntax is there
So who the hell cares
About my inflection
When I hear a rainbow
I got an erection
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'For time begin
We dance in the thyme
We dance in the wind
We had no clothes
Made love in streams
Before I became
A big hate machine

The man came
Stuck a frown on my face
Now I am just an engine of hate

Now I am out to destroy
All the music I once enjoy
Now I smash
And Destroy your lute
And kill all the colours
And spit in your flute
Now I make, I make
You feel shame
For wearing no clothes
And dancing all day

Now I am an engine of hate
Now I am, I am totally lame
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I am inclined to fail
That's why I'm still here
Cause the plans were derailed
I took the right dose
And I drank lots of wine
But I woke up for work
Just around the same time
And time is money
Even if I'm seeing s@it
And acting funnily
I did call in sick
He didn't think it was legit
Some parts
I shouldn't have omit
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I like the sound
And it get's me off
Cause I'm digging a hole
When I'm hoeing the grass
Cause I like the look
And feel of it
When I'm sayin' it
For the sake of saying
more s_it
It's as g@y as a two dollar pistol
It's as vain as the leaf on the branch
Was lame as 4 dollar whore
Before the ides of march
Burned a hole in the floor
And tore a rip in your pants.

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It's me and mine
That's you and yours
Just get it straight
Don't touch my stuff
And it'll be great
When you mess with my stuff
You send a message
And the message is such
that i get the impression
that you only care about things
and not about other human beings
And you slapped me about
cause I'm not up to snuff
when you mess with my stuff.

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Arya Stark

Eh, I'm not as fond of these poems as I was with the other ones. I didn't feel a beat, and the songs writing wasn't as creative. I'm a little disappointed, sorry.

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asshat

mach 4...these are my songs guys!...s'mores.

You told me everyones contribution
Was equal,
You promised,
You lied,
My poem was jive
And you gave me some reasons
Because this poem came
off as non-nonsensical
and had no rhythmic devices
To entice a person long enough
To sit through it
And there was too much vulgar language
That seemed to serve no purpose what so ever
But you still appreciated my effort
Because I am part of the rainbow
Of diverse thoughts and ****
And everybodies worth
Your time, even if it does not ryhme
And does nothing but confuse you
As what the intentions are
In this particular case
You had no clue
Because there was none
I concede, I wrote it cause
I'm really alone,
And if you think that it's art
Than I could laid
Even though I put no thought into it
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Blackout
Block the feelings out
With three coats of paint
2 coats of black
And one coat of grey
Four walls with no windows
And garbage bag drapes
Paint the cracks
No colours anymore
Don`t paint it lilac
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The first time
First time you cross that line
I can dismiss you outright
Just prooves I'm not mean
Cause I gave you a chance
And it's all coming true
That my hunch was right
The moment I saw you
I'll just give you the chance
The chance to prove my
Prejudices were spot on
It took some provocation
And lax interpretation
I had to lead you on
A little
And little by little
I just needed a little
Cause it speaks louder
than actions speak louder
than words
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you will be dressed down
Don`t dish what you
Can`t take
That was a fake!
We`ll yell at you
That's what we do
My virgin ears!
Assault on both ears!
You hear that loud
You hear it clear
In crisp high fidelity
In both ears!
And out the other ear
Cause it don't stick
And I'll be around
For another round
to dress you down.
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