Open up the CD case, let that fever play.
I'll hide beneath the bed covers and cling to...
Where I live there are local tales
of a ghost buried by the rails...
Sulfur
it's what you want me to...
Its So hot its cold
I touch it...
So Mr.-solid-as-a-rock
I'm pretty sure you have hit your final mark...
Tis the season to be Molly.
Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la...
Confined to this home,
I can only choose when these windows shall be...
Through the pendilum as it swings
deeper does my agony ring...
( EVERYONE GET DOWN!!)
WHERE IS SHE...
Drink in the mirror on the bathroom wall.
Miss yourself and miss the pieces that fall...
It's not the way one writes or the way one feels.
It's the way a writer takes the reader into a...
Don't touch me again you do not have the right.
I'm allowed to have an opinion without us having a...