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It's a war we're waging here, and the stakes are pretty high. We are fighting for our share of a trillion dollar pie. The worse that every woman feels, the more we make her spend.
The air is slow and close The usual cool evening blush is heavy. (Further weights upon our shoulders). The peal of bells- Wedding, at this hour- Or maybe marking of that, I am not sure.
The children lay dead in broad daylight, Killed by a generation that were too polite. They forgot what it was to live a life, Passed it on to their kids and spread the strife.
#nightdwellers If you are outside of your world Where your morales spin and twirl Observing the chaos from others Does your sympathy show where it matters.
Would your whole world fall apart, If you ran out of bread and milk. Would you run around till dark Trading possessions to eat. How can we be so blinded by modified and processed foods.
Get off your high horse before I knock you off, you snotty cow. You will learn a lesson in mannors and it's starts right now. Don't you dare look down at others you snobby old trout.
At the top of parliament There was an old sod. He got power hungry Got crap at his job. With money in his pocket He screwed the land. How much was it. It was over five hundred grand.
You see he is having an emotional breakdown. He began by laughing uncontrollably. Something which we just do not understand. He's now becoming a major liability. For reasons completely unknown to us.
I'm going to tear up the rule book Watch as the pages blow down wind Resting at the heels of a child Who only reads the first and last pages Now she's going to run for president Wants to preach...
Nothing really fazes me But now I'm feeling crazy With more than enough ways to go Contemplating the ones I don't yet know Waiting for the show to come to an end The t.v.
Urgh. What's with your body odour you stinky fuck. That rotten sweaty cheesey smell makes me want to up chuck. Whats wrong with your personal hygeine you lowlife germ.
War is senseless. Men sit behind a desk and decide to involve us, why. It's not our war, it's not our problem. Before I get hundreds of protests, let me just clarify that statement .
Sometimes I wish I was born into an amazon tribe or I could be a Tibetan monk. I want a simple life cut off from the 21st century.
I see the feral, hollow stares igniting all around. Fear has shaped and maimed their hearts. A treasure trove abounds. Politicians puppets that dance on fiery coals. Their common sense is lost to...
The saddest sight you'll ever see A derelict in Battersea Hey there Mr. Councilman Don't you have a building plan. A bunch of flats, or maybe not You can't just let it stand and rot.
Enough is never really enough─somebody always wants more. The hunger for power, money, fame...it always gets you in the end.
A world inside a bubble. Protected from life, Claimed as your own, But without the the undesirable pain and suffering. Your world based on a lie of a reality of your choosing.
A chocolate box house. A Stepford wife. A dream job. The ultimate life. Two point one kids. A white picket fence. Mans best friend. The best defence. White fluffy clouds. A refreshing cold beer.
They're at it again Scaremonger at large to what is their gain. "Terrorism" it's called the tool that controls us "no" I won't applaud. I don't believe your lies.
I know how we all dream, So much we want, to the extreme, Will riches give joy. I'm not just saying this to annoy, I just want to know, You want fame from that spot in the show.
She looks good when she's sudding. She takes a hit, but she's rotting. You see her face on cardboard boxes. You see, she's a push, plays with boxes. She acts like a victim, but she'll bite you.
(Inspired by eminem and shystie) Judge me, go on then. I'll be what you want to see I'll be what you want me to be. Shut up.
Inspired by @Delilah political dinosaurs and the many religious comments on YouTube.
ADULT!!. Please do not read if you're easily offended, not for the faint hearted... A poor and quite painful attempt to make fun of vulgarity...