Fill it up

by mesolithic   Dec 6, 2005


Fill it up
fill it up

call me son
take the hate
call me son
take the hate

empty echo rumour lying inside my head empty finding lying defying bing back the devil he is evil deep sensational introduction pointless noiseless empty spaces creating lacking and entertaining

IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT?

JUST ANOTHER

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  • 18 years ago

    by disorientated

    I can so imagine you screaming that