Chemicals and Bone

by Curing the Comon Cliche   Dec 13, 2008


So we're just scrapping the surface now
So I just started to bleed
So we're breathing air with no oxygen
Like it something that we need
So take another chemical
Or create one of your own
Cause that's all well be once we die
Chemicals, dust, and bone.

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  • 15 years ago

    by StandStill

    I want to be more than that when i die, jesse.

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