En ouvrant les yeux le matin
Aussitôt la peine m'emplit
Mais parfois je ne ressens rien
Ou juste le vif sentiement
De ne pas être d'ici...
J'aime alors contempler le ciel
Avoir l'impression de m'envoler
vers les nuages qui passent puis s'effacent
Dans le bleu d'une mer sans fin
Out one night, yo, just chillin' out with my crew
We were actin' wild
'Cause I didn't have nothin' else better to do.
Got a nine at my waist
Stay out my fuckin' face.
You fuck with me
Right here'll be your resting place.
Some ol' sucka, yo, he tried to put a move on me
I shot him in the face,
Murder, in the first degree.
Now I'm sweatin', regrettin',
That's not for me
They got me locked in the fuckin' penitentiary.
Bowels of the devil,
Let me tell you what the muthafucka eats,
Its stomach's filled with lost souls
Guts made out of steel and concrete.
Bowels of the devil,
Listen close, 'cause I've been there before
And you don't want to die there,
They call it goin' out the back door,
The back door, the back door, the back door.
Walked in the club all the ho's gave me the sex look
They like a nigga like me 'cause I'm a known crook,
And my posse's down, we don't mess around,
You fuck with us,
You'll be six feet underground.
That night they got me locked in a row called death
The governor, that muthafucka wants my last breath.
That's right, homeboy wanted to pull a switch on me
Up here in this fuckin' penitentiary.
"And in those days shall men seek death, and shall not find it, and shall desire to die, and death shall flee from them."
“We cannot change the cards we are dealt, just how we play the hand.” Randy Pausch
Ne-IEE
6w7 sp/sx
6w7-9w1-4w5
“We cannot change the cards we are dealt, just how we play the hand.” Randy Pausch
Ne-IEE
6w7 sp/sx
6w7-9w1-4w5
RIP Chester Bennington:
“We cannot change the cards we are dealt, just how we play the hand.” Randy Pausch
Ne-IEE
6w7 sp/sx
6w7-9w1-4w5
“We cannot change the cards we are dealt, just how we play the hand.” Randy Pausch
Ne-IEE
6w7 sp/sx
6w7-9w1-4w5
Got this from an enfp, grew on me.
I find that I hold EII's so very dearly.Originally Posted by Cosmic Teapot
Finally realized that my IEI friend is actually an EII. My quest to find an EII has finally ended
If they say
Who cares if one more light goes out
In the sky of a million stars
It flickers, flickers
Who cares when someone's time runs out
If a moment is all we are
Or quicker, quicker
Who cares if one more light goes out
Well I do
“My typology is . . . not in any sense to stick labels on people at first sight. It is not a physiognomy and not an anthropological system, but a critical psychology dealing with the organization and delimitation of psychic processes that can be shown to be typical.” —C.G. Jung
From my blog
@Medusa
Til I can't catch my breath
And my legs can’t stand up
And my hearts close to death
Yes!
One for the IEI's:
This song is about cocaine and slitting your own throat in front of your kids.
“My typology is . . . not in any sense to stick labels on people at first sight. It is not a physiognomy and not an anthropological system, but a critical psychology dealing with the organization and delimitation of psychic processes that can be shown to be typical.” —C.G. Jung
Fucking Killer show: Maiden/Ghost
Ghost was louder than fuck
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