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The best song ever written.
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| dinoXpress |
The best song ever written. It is a beautiful ballad with such touching and meaningful lyrics. Make sure you read every line properly.
Enjoy.
Walking like a man
Hitting like a hammer
She’s a juvenile scam
Never was a quitter
Tasty like a raindrop
She’s got the look
Heavenly bound
Cause heaven’s got a number
When she’s spinning me around
Kissing is a color
Her loving is a wild dog
She’s got the look
She’s got the look, -’she’s got the look’-
She’s got the look, -’she’s got the look’-
What in the world can make a brown-eyed girl turn blue
When everything I’ll ever do, I’ll do for you
And I go: la la la la la
She’s got the look
Fire in the ice
Naked to the t-bone
Is a lover’s disguise
Banging on the head drum
Shaking like a mad bull
She’s got the look
Swaying to the band
Moving like a hammer
She’s a miracle man
Loving is the ocean
Kissing is the wet sand
She’s got the look |
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| DjConfessions |
one song that hits me goes like
"i'll treat u like milk. i'll do nothing but spoil u" |
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| dj_bas |
ahh...something fresh, like febreeze for the chill out room.
only it doesn't work...j00 fail :o |
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| dinoXpress |
| quote: | Originally posted by dj_bas
ahh...something fresh, like febreeze for the chill out room.
only it doesn't work...j00 fail :o |
Shush you wild bull! |
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| dj_bas |
| quote: | Originally posted by dinoXpress
Shush you wild bull! |
MOOO!! i mean...*sound that bulls make*!! |
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| Fundamental |
| quote: | Originally posted by dj_bas
only it doesn't work... |
Either does Febreeze. Spray it on your sweaty shoes and all you get is a cheesy-flower hybrid smell. :wtf: |
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| dinoXpress |
| quote: | Originally posted by dj_bas
MOOO!! i mean...*sound that bulls make*!! |
Oh behave... |
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| Theresa |
| quote: | Originally posted by dinoXpress
The best song ever written. It is a beautiful ballad with such touching and meaningful lyrics. Make sure you read every line properly.
Enjoy.
Walking like a man
Hitting like a hammer
She’s a juvenile scam
Never was a quitter
Tasty like a raindrop
She’s got the look
Heavenly bound
Cause heaven’s got a number
When she’s spinning me around
Kissing is a color
Her loving is a wild dog
She’s got the look
She’s got the look, -’she’s got the look’-
She’s got the look, -’she’s got the look’-
What in the world can make a brown-eyed girl turn blue
When everything I’ll ever do, I’ll do for you
And I go: la la la la la
She’s got the look
Fire in the ice
Naked to the t-bone
Is a lover’s disguise
Banging on the head drum
Shaking like a mad bull
She’s got the look
Swaying to the band
Moving like a hammer
She’s a miracle man
Loving is the ocean
Kissing is the wet sand
She’s got the look |
Roxette - The Look
Damn good song :) |
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| Cannibal |
WANK WARS BY BUKKAKE THEME PARK
My gets errect
I need a refreshing masterbate
I wank over what's on TV
OH NO, IT'S TRACY BEAKER!
I try to wank over the woman
But the black kid gets out of the way
So I imagine him as a coon slave
And all the sudden I eqaculate
I MUST BE RACIST!
I have a bath and have a soapy wank
But I have thoughts of racial sickness
Andi Peters and Lizo drowning in water
While Hitler and I point and laugh
I try to think of Jenna Jameson
BUT IT'S TOO LATE!
Wanking over racism
It boils my blood and raises my cock
So I go to a club and pull a black chick
I pull and take her back to my place
I can prove I'm not a racist
I lay her down on my bed
Tie her tight on my posts
BUT I HAVE RACIAL URGES
I put a pillow over her head
SHE CAN'T BREATHE
I kill her with my Thomas The Tank Engine pillow
I have hit a all time low
My is throbbing for this dead black chick
I have no other choice
I CUM IN HER DEAD MOUTH!
I bury her under my patio
I clean myself off and go back to bed
The next morning the police come to my house
THEY WERE BOTH BLACK!
Un-escapeable racial punishment
When will this all be over
I grab the cops gun and stare at it
Thinking about ending it all
But I shoot the two black cops
KILLING AS I CUM!
NECROPEDOPHILE BY CANNIBAL CORPSE
I was once a man before I transformed
into this molester, freshly deceased children
You have born, torn by my raoe
The dead are not safe, the lifeless child corpse
I will violate
Pleasure from the dead, complete satisfaction
I open the coffin
Sick thoughts run through my head as I stare
At the dead, over and over, I can't escape
I begin the dead sex, licking her young, rotted orifice
I cum in her cold ****, shivering with ecstasy
for nine days straight I do the same
She becomes by dead, decayed child sex slave
her neck I hack, cutting through the back
I use her mouth to eject
Here I cum, blood gushes from
bleeding black blood
her head disconnected
As I came, viciously I cut, through her jugular vein
She's already dead, I masturbate with her severed head
My lubrication, her decomposition
Spending my life molesting dead children
Intercourse with infants
Curing heads on top of spikes
boiling skulls
Skin sliding off of bones
Voices
The voices call
Voices
The voices are calling me
Buried dead I've spiritually infected
Call to me from beyond their graves
Bleed
I now bleed pus
I bleed, the blood of the dead
I bleed on her livid skin
Thrusting myself within
Beginning to chop through her hairless crotch
Beyond what we know as death
It haunts me everyday
I hear the voice of every child
That lies next to me decayed
A fresh corpse, to fill with my infection
Tortured before death, no orifice left unfilled
Violated after death
Virgin hole infest
Anal pore spewing cess
The sacred juice I injest
Your dead child I defile
Necropedophile |
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| stren |
| quote: | Originally posted by Cannibal
My gets errect
I need a refreshing masterbate
I wank over what's on TV
OH NO, IT'S TRACY BEAKER!
I try to wank over the woman
But the black kid gets out of the way
So I imagine him as a coon slave
And all the sudden I eqaculate
I MUST BE RACIST!
I have a bath and have a soapy wank
But I have thoughts of racial sickness
Andi Peters and Lizo drowning in water
While Hitler and I point and laugh
I try to think of Jenna Jameson
BUT IT'S TOO LATE!
Wanking over racism
It boils my blood and raises my cock
So I go to a club and pull a black chick
I pull and take her back to my place
I can prove I'm not a racist
I lay her down on my bed
Tie her tight on my posts
BUT I HAVE RACIAL URGES
I put a pillow over her head
SHE CAN'T BREATHE
I kill her with my Thomas The Tank Engine pillow
I have hit a all time low
My is throbbing for this dead black chick
I have no other choice
I CUM IN HER DEAD MOUTH!
I bury her under my patio
I clean myself off and go back to bed
The next morning the police come to my house
THEY WERE BOTH BLACK!
Un-escapeable racial punishment
When will this all be over
I grab the cops gun and stare at it
Thinking about ending it all
But I shoot the two black cops
KILLING AS I CUM!
I was once a man before I transformed
into this molester, freshly deceased children
You have born, torn by my raoe
The dead are not safe, the lifeless child corpse
I will violate
Pleasure from the dead, complete satisfaction
I open the coffin
Sick thoughts run through my head as I stare
At the dead, over and over, I can't escape
I begin the dead sex, licking her young, rotted orifice
I cum in her cold ****, shivering with ecstasy
for nine days straight I do the same
She becomes by dead, decayed child sex slave
her neck I hack, cutting through the back
I use her mouth to eject
Here I cum, blood gushes from
bleeding black blood
her head disconnected
As I came, viciously I cut, through her jugular vein
She's already dead, I masturbate with her severed head
My lubrication, her decomposition
Spending my life molesting dead children
Intercourse with infants
Curing heads on top of spikes
boiling skulls
Skin sliding off of bones
Voices
The voices call
Voices
The voices are calling me
Buried dead I've spiritually infected
Call to me from beyond their graves
Bleed
I now bleed pus
I bleed, the blood of the dead
I bleed on her livid skin
Thrusting myself within
Beginning to chop through her hairless crotch
Beyond what we know as death
It haunts me everyday
I hear the voice of every child
That lies next to me decayed
A fresh corpse, to fill with my infection
Tortured before death, no orifice left unfilled
Violated after death
Virgin hole infest
Anal pore spewing cess
The sacred juice I injest
Your dead child I defile
Necropedophile |
i have a problem with liking your posts |
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| Cannibal |
| quote: | Originally posted by stren
i have a problem with liking your posts |
You love it, you slag. |
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