yetinimbosus
All of these entries are the lyrics for the songs that can be found here: www.myspace.com/mysticyn
MRSA (or the best gifts in life are covered in)
I can't tell if I'm sleeping now
I just cannot stop dreaming about
our drunken Thanksgiving afternoon
every touch was like a static shock
while the vcr played "some like it hot"
and my brother slept soundly in the bedroom
when you put your trembling hand in mine
I begged God to freeze that moment in time
I'm not afraid of forever when I'm with you
if I'm stuck at work or driving in my car
it doesn't matter 'cause I know where we really are
... in that graveyard, we're digging up the tombs
and all I wanna do is devour you
but my conscience won't even let me begin
and I know your love for me is something you can't cut thru
but I want you to be happy
I want you to try and stay with him
my hand is on the knob to open the gate
I'm so scared that all this will evaporate
the moment I wake up from this perfect dream
and who's the constant initiator
when neither of us wants to wait for later
to find out just how loud you can scream
and the thing that really haunts me the most
is the spectre of your mother's ghost
as it hovers around us in a silver gleam
time flees away, all moments flow into one
everything is a blur when the bottle is spun
and when it points to me, I'll know what it means
and all I wanna do is devour you
but my conscience won't even let me begin
and I know your love for me is something you can't cut thru
but I want you to be happy
I want you to try and stay with him
I want you to try and stay with him
but then you're all I see when the room starts to spin
I just cannot stop dreaming about
our drunken Thanksgiving afternoon
every touch was like a static shock
while the vcr played "some like it hot"
and my brother slept soundly in the bedroom
when you put your trembling hand in mine
I begged God to freeze that moment in time
I'm not afraid of forever when I'm with you
if I'm stuck at work or driving in my car
it doesn't matter 'cause I know where we really are
... in that graveyard, we're digging up the tombs
and all I wanna do is devour you
but my conscience won't even let me begin
and I know your love for me is something you can't cut thru
but I want you to be happy
I want you to try and stay with him
my hand is on the knob to open the gate
I'm so scared that all this will evaporate
the moment I wake up from this perfect dream
and who's the constant initiator
when neither of us wants to wait for later
to find out just how loud you can scream
and the thing that really haunts me the most
is the spectre of your mother's ghost
as it hovers around us in a silver gleam
time flees away, all moments flow into one
everything is a blur when the bottle is spun
and when it points to me, I'll know what it means
and all I wanna do is devour you
but my conscience won't even let me begin
and I know your love for me is something you can't cut thru
but I want you to be happy
I want you to try and stay with him
I want you to try and stay with him
but then you're all I see when the room starts to spin
No absurd and nefarious comments - Say something absurd
Hidden Rain
People who could not control the irresistable urge to look
People who are foolish for being my friend
Time is a precious commodity.
Places that more people should visit
Alex Jones' Infowars.com -Fighting the New World Order and the Police State in a
Alex Jones' Prison Planet.com: The Earth Is Being Turned Into A Prison Planet
Creating Total Mind Controlled Slaves
Creation Science Evangelism
Creationist Astrophysics: Starlight and Time
Deeper Insights Into the Illuminati
Mind Control: A Fritz Springmeier Interview
the Kettle Moraine Ranch
