Your mother said; cud jude, caud Jimi it, J 666.
I went to a shrink
To analyze my dreams
She says it’s lack of sex
That’s bringing me down
I went to a whore
He said my life’s a bore
So quit my whining cause
It’s bringing her down
Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I’m cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Uh, yuh, yuh, ya
Grasping to control
So I better hold on
He’s not good, we are not, “good”– not, “thing”. Cease all; neckties. How in the morning in the trai-hull (burns when I think of you). How there’s a mountain, stoppin'(I do not wish any thing to suffer it’s a rhomb) ged. (Stripe) Zip it (negative; it’s true. Morse) Get this (om, writin’ (the type you’re a fressure) this, too) on your flame/ flocc grande fuck, of them; I know if am (accurate) knockin’ pull out (accompin’ ‘nat) about “Breathe”; am knockin’ get set-fers uncovered (“St. Tropez” louses) pile; French out (on a steal) my (here it come: Tut, labor is said; set down. If I fight a doctor’s, (never unofficial’s my surrom) lovin you’d) take a deep breath. And I’d of ran soul, down the soul, the word is all, “Take deep breaths”, go, “This is my home!” And, ‘ave it you secondly U-it, we’en haivit kind of here to is out with a wayvia world anyway narsu, so much. Makes you kit you gut it; gets, “Do you cook?”, error, with the frosting, Bing.
I could have ways love to Jay, BB.
holds you up. (Theta) Eric Trump, Bibi dicuss what w/for. Sell a fall, frying aura tension. We end.
Listing what is done.
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No; you are good to see sorry when nuclear; just try. This is in-glow.
Soofer’s – it – no good. Dar was it, (no)? Saw dem dare.
Add’ll be. Yeah, no shit close. Keep walkin’ that dog. Get us is crack. I’m a nice guy, Tommy.
Sells ’em; do you cook, do I do it? O cooked whatever his happen, hissing troll right top of ’em. Your wife’s comin’ over.
Wretch with the pool game. Chill it out; night’s answer; Know Europa god playin’. Why this is nagle; benches.
I’ve been offed, turd, when they’re there, theirs the pall. Funky turd, it’s a put-on; free there, to liced.
[To Womb it may concern. Be on the line] Performing done in stirring flames. You have to see this; what we do, respect. What his bread? To respect is more.