Never fell in love
until i fell in love with you
Never know what a good time was until i had a good time with you
If you wanna get the feeling and you wanna get it right
Then the music gotta be loud
for when the music hits i feel no pain at all
Warm summer night i was drinking with my dad
He tried to give me the love that i never had
But he gave more love to his bottle of wine
So i had to go out and find love of another kind
Here it is
Here i am
Turn it up
fuckin' loud
Radio, Radio, Radio...
When i got the music
i got a place to go
Radio clash
magnificent 7
I was a choir boy
you showed me no heaven
Two tools surely lost
no remorse ignoring the cost
Here it is
Here i am
Turn it up
fuckin' loud
Radio, Radio, Radio...
When i got the music
i got a place to go
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Not a real post. Just really like the lyrics
Posted by Sick views of a sick mind. at 2:55 PM 0 comments
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
I got a laugh
So this delusional whore that I happened to be friends with...bad judgment call on my part, but none the less she'd get me baked for free. So she decided to tell my Girl Friend I was NOT fucking her but I was going to. After my girl realized she was crazy and full of shit she started that Facebook bullshit that 12 year olds do and fabricated the story. Here is an email I got from her days ago.
Thank you for fucking up everything. I'm already much happier without you. And discovered the most amazing dick. Now that you're gone, I've been having a lot more fun, and less stress. So thank YOU for being a complete lowlife! Hope I get my shit soon so you can be forgotten
It's Kitty bitches!
Posted by Sick views of a sick mind. at 6:16 PM 0 comments
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Trying to get baked.
So I am moving out tomorrow. I had to temporarily stay with my mother due to court issues. So I wanted to get high, but I don't like them to know. This is how I told the story to my friends.
I snuck past the first guard tower. Snapped a ground guards neck. I had to take out two snipers in a tower before they could trip
the alarm. I had to hide under water to avoid foot patrol. Got passed the last guard with a knife attack to the throat and walked
outside and toked.
Posted by Sick views of a sick mind. at 7:42 PM 0 comments
