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06-17-2010, 02:34 PM | #492 (permalink) |
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Eric fell in love with an FBI informant
Shared his dreams of revolution Now he's sitting in solitary confinement Be careful what you think Be careful what you say It might be used against you in court one day Well Anna thinks she's a hawk She's just a fucking snitch Anna is a Stool Pigeon - Tom Gabel |
06-17-2010, 02:40 PM | #493 (permalink) | |
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06-18-2010, 03:26 PM | #497 (permalink) |
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Thats really poetic and deep. WHO THE FUCK WROTE IT?
Ahem. Heaven is full of fucking scum, if they live like pigs they will die like one. There will never be enough forgiveness. St Peter I must confess, I'm more of a devil than my life suggests, Tell god its appreciated but I was born in hell, hell is where we made it. And if god is a great forgiver, then all the scum will be there with me. -Gallows, The Great Forgiver |
06-27-2010, 08:02 AM | #498 (permalink) |
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"there are some who say that life's a bitch, well i'm not one of those. it's what you make of it" - Who Am I To Say? by Bigwig
"how we survive is what makes us who we are" - Survive by Rise Against "so what do you say? your coffin or mine?" - Blue In The Face by Alkaline Trio "the heart is something you can't control, you either choose to follow, or be left on your own" - Voices Off Camera by Rise Against
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Jesus could walk on water...BUT I CAN SWIM THROUGH LAND. http://imagegen.last.fm/basicrt10/re...awesome666.gif There are some who say that life's a bitch, well I'm not one of those: It's what you make of it. |
06-27-2010, 08:11 AM | #499 (permalink) |
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I've always loved the lyrics to Dylan's Like A Rolling Stone, particularly the 4th verse:
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people They’re drinkin’, thinkin’ that they got it made Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things But you’d better lift your diamond ring, you’d better pawn it babe You used to be so amused At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used Go to him now, he calls you, you can’t refuse When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose You’re invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal |
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