Jonathan GreenJonathan Green (Wears Tinted Square Glasses.)Jonathan Green
Smell of gasoline, runnin' down 66 Don't know where I've been Not even what I've done Do I even want to? Could I bare to see myself? After atrocity and tragedy Perhaps just let it burn
Just take a whiff, just take a hit Sweet, bittersweet, phosphorus... The roofs gone ablaze, I'm back in a haze Again...
Woke up at midnight, truck stop in Detroit On the curb, a lighter in my hand. Got nothing to do with my spirits...
Inhale, exhale, got to stay calm For Christ
Gaza II(Part Two)Gaza II
Oh my god, can't you see what you've done? Oh my god, what've you become? Promise land of rockets and bombs. Saviors grasp of no survivors and guns. Your twisted battle, spilled out in this land. This land, this land. Why must land forge demand? Oh my god, why haven't you stopped? Oh my god, what's blinding your eyes? You couldn't be blind, you've got greedy eyes to see. No shame to be had, disgusting, I revoke. A new holocaust, another down the drain.
Your people already suffered, shouldn't a lesson be learned? Oh my god, you pigs. Oh my go
Gaza I(part one)Gaza I
I dream for you, I long for you You haunt my desperate hours. I wait for you, I weep for you. You disappoint me time and again. I see your face, I see your plea. Desensitized on the screen. You go away, you vanquish to dust. Just as your Martyrs wake. I hope for you, I search for you in the dark. No shining lights, to hush your remorse. No time for sorrow to the suffering. I pray for you, I beg for you. Unanswered and deserted a hundred times before. I look for you, I dig for you. But for us...I'm left alone in the bitter red rai
StockholmWell I'm free, all through the night. And those stars, keep shining bright. Up on the mountain, cool fresh air. Gaze across the Sea, we can go anywhere.Stockholm
Well she says, baby it's alright. And I might as well, you shine so bright. Look into those eyes, so loving and sweet. Just take your time, we'll get on our feet.
Looking down at my watch, about a quarter to three,
just can't stop wonderin', hope she's thinkin' of me. Got that kind of touch, oh it just might be. Once upon a time, what a sight to see.
Breathe slow, low-light's a bit bright. And
| HURRR, I'm Shän! I want to be the person that makes weather montages of the world I have long hair I hate my ceiling fan with a passion I stay up late because I can I sometimes think about nothingness. My beard, within its great depths, contains all kinds of awesome I wish I had been in the Luftwaffe Mosh Pits make me smile Republicans confuse me I find Cyrilic aesthetically pleasing If Mt.Dew was cocaine, I'd be needing a nose job I rage too much Normal people are funny ..I'm a /b/tard, that should tell you all you need to know. If you break my crazy shell, I'm actually a decent person. ♥ |
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