Tuluse

DystrophyGrasp your head with both your hands. Work to meet your gods demands. Follow you down to the sinking sands. Everyone knows, but no one understands. Did you know its all a fake? Or you made a sad mistake. Now my skull, It starts to ache. Bend me back until I break. Grip your head with both your hands. Get back up; Dont take commands. The victor is the man who stands. Conspire towards your captors plans. Seen the scowl behind a grin. Seen an end just mean begin. Seen you take one on the chin. Some you lose so you can win. What do we do whDystrophy
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i'm bitter... and it's very sweet.
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Live Life, Love Life
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Hoist crane self-restraint tiger sweat!
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"Who's that?"
"That's my mother"
"Where does she live?"
"She doesn't, that's why I was in an orphanage"
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Mannheim Steamroller is my techno!
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"Wonder how he'd feel if I threw him in the dungeon...Do I have a Dungeon?"
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