Nirvana
we can be heroes underwater leave meI wrote hate them hate them usual life
go god childrens toys alone basement
help your own questions figuring space
you are but the toys of the devils home
they are watching us increase image
borrow daylight fight around me
she has a heart of hearts she has a hard hard heart
place has a child with no mother well with out wather
800 feet he reaches for the bag
look at the dog for the good book
keeping islands for rest
close was and far for rest
bastard run around late for lucky
someone slayed him then lit the wick
our government will have none
I would creat 7 worlds that rhyme
were we go its a book twins
where is premintion without corners
and schools in the third dimension