Dead men tell tall tales
And fallen angels laugh at my stones
Cry me a river and let me drown
Tell me the story of the broken grave
Casket open
Dead man floating
But I can't swim
So let's just pretend
Let's just say it's all hell paint
Deep deep black with plenty of sin
I'm so deep I can't tell up and down
The taste is bittersweet coffin kisses
Good by Mr. Me
Good by Mr. I
I'm preaching at my own funeral
Because dead men tell tall tales














Devious Comments
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Light V.S. Dark- As People we want the Light, but as Humans we stay in the Dark. Why is that so? Will the Light shine through, or will the Darkness consume us all?!
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...fruit cups...
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