Last Person To Post III

Dat rhimes.

BTW guys, I'm awake @ 2:50 AM, I so rebel.

 

o: GO TO BED B| now.

 

Oh hai!!!! Where are you BIU? I've missed you ;~;

@Machazo, you are such a rebel. I'm up at 8:58am- I feelnig rebellious toward the lie in.

 

I'm going to post some lyrics now. c:

Spoiler

I know
The sickening thoughts that slither around your head
I know
The gluttonous guilt that buried me in your bed
Manipulate me if you can
Go on and fool me like your biggest fan

I know
The arrogant pride that poisons the truth you hear
I know
The bigoted tongue that tears apart all your fear
Pontificate you faded star
Go on and show them who you really are

You can lie to the papers
You can hide from the press
You can fake it on stage
You can crawl from your cage
You can search and destroy
You can kill but depend on it
I know your tainted flesh
I know your filthy soul
I know each trick you played
Whore you laid
Dream you stole
I know the bed in the room in the wall
In the house where you got what you wanted then ruined it all
I know the secrets that you keep
I know where you sleep

I know
The illness behind the image that you create
I know
The tedious need to turn all your love to hate
You poor pathetic paranoid
Is it just me or do you secretly enjoy it?

You can lie to the papers
You can hide from the press
You can fake it on stage
You can crawl from your cage
You can search and destroy
You can kill but depend on it
I know your tainted flesh
I know your filthy soul
I know each trick you played
Whore you laid
Dream you stole
I know the bed in the room in the wall
In the house where you got what you wanted then ruined it all
I know the secrets that you keep
I know where you sleep

(Sleep)
(Sleep)
(Sleep)

You play the victim very well
You build your self-indulgent hell
You wanted someone to understand you
Well, be careful what you wish for because I do
You've got a fancy turn of pharse
You set your trap
You made your plays
You're so fond of games
You must never lose
Funny how the only one in your bed is...

You can lie to the papers
You can hide from the press
You can lie to the papers
You can hide from the press
You can lie to the papers
You can hide from the press
Fake
Crawl
Search
Kill!

Oh my god
Oh my god
I touched you
I can never live it down
I can never live it down
God save the queen
I loved you
I can never live it down
I can never live it down
Oh, oh
I ****ed you
I can never live it down
I can never live it down
I can ne--ver live it...down

Oh, I know
The sickening thoughts that slither around your head
I know
The gluttonous guilt that buried me in your...bed

You can lie to the papers
You can hide from the press
You can fake it on stage
You can crawl from your cage
You can search and destroy
You can kill but depend on it
I know your tainted flesh
I know your filthy soul
I know each trick you played
Whore you laid
Dream you stole

I know the bed in the room in the wall
In the house where you got what you wanted then ruined it
I know the bed in the room in the wall
In the house where you got what you wanted then ruined it
I know the bed in the room in the wall
In the house where you got what you wanted then ruined it all
I know the secrets that you keep
I know where you sleep

I'm wishing you the best of luck
And by the way
Your poetry sucks

I'm wishing you the best of luck
And by the way
Your poetry sucks

I'm wishing you the best of luck
And by the way
Your poetry sucks

I'm wishing you the best of luck
And by the way
Your poetry sucks

I'm wishing you the best of luck
And by the way

I like to freak out my Mother by singing the chorus ~ c:

 

... sauce?

 

Sauce .

 

*slaps*

song name/artist? plawkz?

*tries to look cute and piteous and all that crap*

 

Oh. It's by the amazing Emilie Autumn and it's called I know where you sleep. c:

 

Yayz. Thankies.

*pauses current song*

 

It's k.

Don't mind me people of LP2P just having Emilie Autumn lyrical spam moment.

Marry me, he said, through his rotten teeth, bad breath, and then
Marry me instead of that strapping young goatherd, but when
I was in his bed, and my father had sold me
I knew I hadnt any choice, hushed my voice, did what any girl would do and
When Im beheaded at least I was wedded
And when I am buried at least I was married
Ill hide my behavior with wine as my savior

But, oh, what beautiful things Ill wear
What beautiful dresses and hair
Im lucky to share his bed
Especially since Ill soon be dead

Marry me, he said, god, hes ugly, but fortune is ours
Running in the gardens enjoying men, women, and flowers
Then I break a glass and I slit my own innermost thigh
So that I can pretend that Im menstru...well, unavailable
My life is arranged but this unions deranged
So Ill **** who I choose for Ive nothing to lose
And when masters displeased Ill be down on my knees again

Oh, what beautiful things Ill wear
What beautiful dresses and hair
Im lucky to share his bed
Especially since Ill soon be dead

 

^ sounds cool. Well, i haven't youtubed it but the lyrics seem nice c:
I shall add Emilie Autumn (I looove her last name) in my new-tunes-list then. Check.

lol hai, I'm sleepy but hyper and have nothing to do.

 

Oh it is rather lovely c: I love her. xD But yeah, search her up she's awesome.

 

Oh hai Fayt, it's good to see you dropping random photos in :3

Out of context lolfun ::L:

 

this thread is lacking in Fluttershy.

 

in WHAT?

 

In Fluttershy... you know?

 

Needz moar Fluttershy.

I can't tell if you're asking, or commenting...

 

Hey Fayt, could you find a picture about that size of Fluttershy?