Theres something wrong
We got the answers in our sights now
Still Somehow we struggle along
Looking for solutions in a threatening sky
But we never get an answer
Just a chorus of voices wondering why
Look into the future and all I can see
Is the next generation…
looking back with pity on me
Hunting for some insight or a means to change
Or do we have the will to
Or will our future look the same
Were stuck in here without a peaceful day
Its a promise in the night I’ll be okay
The superlative is telling me “Help is on the way”
Won’t someone tell me how
We’re gonna make it through today
How will I make it… Through the Day
How can I live… When you wont let me in?
How can I die… Without the reasons why?
How can I laugh… When I want to cry?
How can I go on… With nothing… No where?
How will I make it?
How will I make it?
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.L.S.D. [ daddyMORBID ] The Visual Assassin
with .MORBID.ILLUSIONS.INK.
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Trip on My Other ~Grimly Fiendish~ D.A. Sites
.L.S.D.VISION. @ [link]
DIETRICH'S CROSSES @ [link]
I.E. Suicidal Failure @ [link]
and
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we doctors know a helpless case if-listen:there's a hell of a good universe next door;lets go
- e.e. Cummings
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_[a.k.a. Daddy MORBID]_
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(O.o)"Hey filthy human!
(>< )Go watch this [link]"
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It's kind'a Ghetto
But There all done with INK
I've never had paint
but in a Spray Can
now I'm gona check You out
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_[a.k.a. Daddy MORBID]_
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