Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Just For You~~

i dedicate this song, just for you..



There you are alone 

With no hope of ever having something to be proud of
Something earned without begging 
Yes, I know you're a person, a person close to me
Who do you think you are? What more do you want from me?! 

Ball Tongue! 
-You got the dykes off, I think they'll mind me 
Ball Tongue! 
-The rag I'm on, we are justified 
Ball Tongue! 
-Congrats you just fucked up my make-up and shit 
Ball Tongue! 
-What have you done for me?! 



Why are you at home buried in your own self pity? 
Why do you insist on living the life clean out of me? 
Yes, I know you're the person, the person that took time with me 
Does it give you the right to expect your life revolves around me?! 
Ball Tongue! 
-You have come to take from your buddy 
Ball Tongue! 
-You have never been so funky 
Ball Tongue! 
-The higgle got sick of me 
Ball Tongue! 
-Ahh, the dick is fine for the day 
Ball Tongue! 
-Your brother took it from me 
Ball Tongue! 
-Unidetified enemy 
Ball Tongue! 
Ball Tongue! 
-Come fucking back to save us and gave up 
Ball Tongue! 
-They've come to deliver me 
you were my brother, Where does our friendship end?
You were my brother, I'm not going to give in 



How can you fuck'n doubt me, but not again



Ball Tongue! 
-They've driven right by my friends 
Ball Tongue! 
-They've taken the take above me 
Ball Tongue! 
-You're a psycho monkey 
Ball Tongue! 
-They've come to enslave me 
Ball Tongue! 
-They've jacken themselves onto me 
Ball Tongue! 
-Your fuck'n gangster signs 
Ball Tongue! 
-They've come not to save them, but they take 
Ball Tongue! 
-Fuck'n death to fuck'n me 



You're psychopaths [repeated]
Ball Tongue! 
-Berome's dead at the technodrome 
Ball Tongue! 
-You're right, he's dead, tear gas dropped, but who was it? 
Ball Tongue! 
-It dosen't of the rhythm of the damn monger 
Ball Tongue! 
-Can I die?! Can I die?! 
Ball Tongue! 
-And then, the man kept kick'n me 
Ball Tongue! 
-He gets him on, they're cool 
Ball Tongue! 
-He wasn't dead, and then they knocked him on the head 
Ball Tongue! 
-No more, he's rid of you. You're a Dyke!

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