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Bellow this is my sandbox, deal with it;. | |||
Running inner dialouge saved | |||
== The theme song, | |||
Paint it Red == | |||
I see a green burb and I want it painted red | |||
No 'vivours anymore, I want the all turned dead | |||
I see the noobs walk by dressed in their black trench coats | |||
I have to turn my head until my bloodlust goes. | |||
I see a line of NT's and they're all painted green | |||
With ruins and my barhah both never to be seen | |||
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away | |||
Like a new born baby it just happens ev'ry day | |||
I look inside myself and see my heart is red | |||
I see my pants-less legs and they are clearly dead | |||
Maybe then I'll idle away and not have to face the stats | |||
It's not easy facin' up when your whole world's filled with rats | |||
No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue | |||
I could not foresee this thing happening to you | |||
If I look hard enough into the settin' sun | |||
My love will laugh with me before the mornin' comes | |||
I see a green burb and I want it painted red | |||
No 'vivours anymore, I want the all turned dead | |||
I see the noobs walk by dressed in their black trench coats | |||
I have to turn my head until my bloodlust goes. | |||
Hmm, hmm, hmm,... | |||
I wanna see it painted, painted red | |||
red as blood, red as gore | |||
I wanna see the lights blotted from the malls | |||
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted red | |||
Yeah! | |||
Phase 1 | |||
Latest revision as of 05:45, 31 August 2010
Bellow this is my sandbox, deal with it;.
Running inner dialouge saved
== The theme song,
Paint it Red ==
I see a green burb and I want it painted red
No 'vivours anymore, I want the all turned dead
I see the noobs walk by dressed in their black trench coats
I have to turn my head until my bloodlust goes.
I see a line of NT's and they're all painted green
With ruins and my barhah both never to be seen
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens ev'ry day
I look inside myself and see my heart is red
I see my pants-less legs and they are clearly dead
Maybe then I'll idle away and not have to face the stats
It's not easy facin' up when your whole world's filled with rats
No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the settin' sun
My love will laugh with me before the mornin' comes
I see a green burb and I want it painted red
No 'vivours anymore, I want the all turned dead
I see the noobs walk by dressed in their black trench coats
I have to turn my head until my bloodlust goes.
Hmm, hmm, hmm,...
I wanna see it painted, painted red
red as blood, red as gore
I wanna see the lights blotted from the malls
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted red
Yeah!
Phase 1
