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I shout and twist, punches in the wall and bloody fists
Oh when he chokes me I know I exist
And when he sets me free I don't know what to do of my liberty
I've let him get under my skin
Now all I can taste is guilt and ink
My heart is stained, my soul is tatooed
Dirty secrets and used memories
BLOGS
That's the last tattoo I got.
Those are pictures of my new room.
At the Rancid show!
Karaoke bar and picnic. I really like that guy with the black hat.
I just found out how to take black and white pictures with my camera as you can see.
Viscious
OCTOBER 2008
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