You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear my crown of shit
On my liars chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stain of time
The feeling disappears
You are someone else
I am still right here
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear my crown of shit
On my liars chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stain of time
The feeling disappears
You are someone else
I am still right here
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By the way, while I do find the idea of a sharpened broomstick tantalizing (and strangely erotic), I generally think that boomsticks are a bad thing. Mainly because they go "BOOM!"
I do have a rather odd question to ask you, though. While we all know that it is considered rather rude to ask a lady about her weight, you make the somewhat interesting claim to be "light enough to be piggy-backed by a midget." Now, being a gentleman, I shall forgo any questions regarding the weight of the piggy-backee and instead inquire about the midget. Is this midget considered to be unusually large? Does he work out on a semi-regular basis? Or is he in fact a rather slight midget with slothful tendecies? You see, lately I have seemed to have developed a rather bizarre fascination with our little friends...
Ok, enough rambling. Look before you sit, laugh when you want to cry and think mostly happy thoughts.