silesia_jajcarz
Joined Nov 2024
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10 za poteznego dunczyka nie wiem co tu pisac wiec
You take a mortal man
And put him in control
Watch him become a God
Watch people's heads a-roll
A-roll A-roll
Just like the pied piper Led rats through the streets We dance like marionettes Swaying to the symphony of destruction
Acting like a robot It's metal brain corrodes You try to take its pulse Before the head explodes
Explodes Explodes Argh
Just like the pied piper Led rats through the streets We dance like marionettes Swaying to the symphony
Just like the pied piper Led rats through the streets We dance like marionettes Swaying to the symphony Swaying to the symphony of destruction
The Earth starts to rumble World powers fall A warring for the heavens A peaceful man stands tall
A-tall A-tall
Just like the pied piper Led rats through the streets We dance like marionettes Swaying to the symphony
Just like the pied piper Led rats through the streets We dance like marionettes Swaying to the symphony Swaying to the symphony of destruction.
A-roll A-roll
Just like the pied piper Led rats through the streets We dance like marionettes Swaying to the symphony of destruction
Acting like a robot It's metal brain corrodes You try to take its pulse Before the head explodes
Explodes Explodes Argh
Just like the pied piper Led rats through the streets We dance like marionettes Swaying to the symphony
Just like the pied piper Led rats through the streets We dance like marionettes Swaying to the symphony Swaying to the symphony of destruction
The Earth starts to rumble World powers fall A warring for the heavens A peaceful man stands tall
A-tall A-tall
Just like the pied piper Led rats through the streets We dance like marionettes Swaying to the symphony
Just like the pied piper Led rats through the streets We dance like marionettes Swaying to the symphony Swaying to the symphony of destruction.
Hello, me, meet the real me and my misfits way of life.
A dark black past in my most valued possession Hindsight is always 20-20, but looking back it's still a bit fuzzy Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story... tell it to "Reader's Digest"!
Feeling paranoid, true enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me and my air is getting thin I'm in trouble for the things I haven't got to yet I'm chomping at the bit and my palms are getting wet -- Sweating bullets
Hello, me, it's me again; you can subdue, but never tame me It gives me a migraine headache thinking down to your level Yea, just keep thinking it's my fault And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance Mankind has got to know his limitations
Feeling claustrophobic, like the walls are closing in Blood stains on my hands and, I don't know where I've been I'm in trouble for the things I haven't got to yet I'm sharpening the axe and my palms are getting wet -- Sweating bullets
Well, me, it's nice talking to myself, a credit to dementia Someday you too will know my pain and smile its blacktooth grin If the war inside my head won't take a day off I'll be dead My icy fingers claw your back; here I come again!
Feeling paranoid, true enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me and my air is getting thin Feeling claustrophobic, like the walls are closing in Blood stains on my hands and I don't know where I've been
Once you committed me, now you've acquitted me Claiming validity for your stupidity I'm chomping at the bit, I'm sharpening the axe Here I come again, whoa!
-- Sweating bullets.
A dark black past in my most valued possession Hindsight is always 20-20, but looking back it's still a bit fuzzy Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story... tell it to "Reader's Digest"!
Feeling paranoid, true enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me and my air is getting thin I'm in trouble for the things I haven't got to yet I'm chomping at the bit and my palms are getting wet -- Sweating bullets
Hello, me, it's me again; you can subdue, but never tame me It gives me a migraine headache thinking down to your level Yea, just keep thinking it's my fault And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance Mankind has got to know his limitations
Feeling claustrophobic, like the walls are closing in Blood stains on my hands and, I don't know where I've been I'm in trouble for the things I haven't got to yet I'm sharpening the axe and my palms are getting wet -- Sweating bullets
Well, me, it's nice talking to myself, a credit to dementia Someday you too will know my pain and smile its blacktooth grin If the war inside my head won't take a day off I'll be dead My icy fingers claw your back; here I come again!
Feeling paranoid, true enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me and my air is getting thin Feeling claustrophobic, like the walls are closing in Blood stains on my hands and I don't know where I've been
Once you committed me, now you've acquitted me Claiming validity for your stupidity I'm chomping at the bit, I'm sharpening the axe Here I come again, whoa!
-- Sweating bullets.
Just here to remind you that "The Terminator" was made with less budget ($7 million) , yet it took off way better. Free Ryan already or somethin' i dunno, he deserves it! Come on... anyway, free my boy, and let him retire, he's already a millionaire at this point, you folks don't even need to pay taxes, yet you still try to milk off money from ryan like he's a cow, even a cow needs to rest at some point! Nothing lasts forever, meh 1/10 in general, I don't know what to say anymore so here's a definition of cheburek: "Cheburek (plural: Chebureki) are deep-fried turnovers with a filling of ground or minced meat and onions. A popular street dish, they are made with a single round piece of dough folded over the filling in a crescent shape. They have become widespread in the former Soviet-aligned countries of Eastern Europe in the 20th century. "