Lynyrd Skynyrd - Saturday Night Special while unpacking all my shit.
The only time a dude can say 3 periods in 60 minutes is a good thing!!!
Didn’t really change anything. Because the media failed to follow through. The real rulers of the world failed Julian, they failed us, and they failed the government. Media just… fails.
Brittle bones and paper skin,
She’s been forgiven of her sins,
She wouldn’t let anyone in,
Now the decay can begin.
Fingernails grown long and taught,
Cares dismissed without a thought,
For living things she cares naught,
And in a downward turn she’s caught.
Now there’s no hair upon her head,
she’s laying still upon her bed,
Her lungs wont rise and fall with breath,
She fell desperately in love with death.
There’s no gleam in her dull eyes,
And no soft skin between her thighs,
She’s counting down until she dies,
Because when she’s dead…
She feels alive.