90 Miles From Tyranny

Thursday, February 21, 2013

Girls With Guns keeping their panties dry and

Making Rapists Piss in THEIR Pants.

It's About Control

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Without a care in this whole world Without a care in this whole world Without a care in this life It's what you take that makes it right

As far as you take me, that's where I believe
the realm of soft delusions, flosting on the leaves
on a distant shoreline, she waves her arms to me
as all the thought police, are closing in for sleep
the dilly dally, of my bright lit stay
the steam of my misfortunes
has given me the power to be afraid
and in my mind im everyone
and in my mind

Without a care in this whole world
without a care in this whole world
Without a care in thia life
It's what you take the makes it right
Porcelina of the oceans blue

In the slipstream, of thoughtless thoughts
the light of all thats good, the light of all thats true
To the fringes gladly, I walk unadored
with gods and their creations
with filth and disease
Porcelina, she waits for me there
with seashell hissing lullabyes
and whispers fathomed deep inside my own
hidden thoughts and alibis
my secret thouts come alive

Without a care in this whole world
Without a care in this whole world
Without a care in this life
It's what you take that makes it right

And in my mind I'm everyone
in my mind I'm everyone
In my mind I'm everyone of you
You make it right
it's all alright
You make it right

Porcelina of the oceans blue
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