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Summer TimeThe thrill of the beach,
The sand in your hair,
The heat of the sun pierces your skin skyrocketing your body temperature,
Your body longs for the cooling sensation of water,
As you collapse to the ground, your mind goes numb,
Then, slowly, each grain of sand stings your skin,
You know that you're at the beach yet the turquoise heaven seems miles away,
Your muscles, weak, having been dehydrated inch you slowly towards the water,
Yes! Almost there
And then you pass out.
Yeah... summer is great all right.
Nothing ThereYou call me names...
Hurt my feelings,
And for what?
I don't know...
A bell sounds in my head,
I feel a burning sensation in my chest,
Is it anger?
Is it fear?
Or is it hate?
You look into my eyes and feel no remorse
When you say the things you do,
My life is already a roller coaster with its twists and turns, ups and downs,
Look at me and tell me if I can endure much more,
Don't just glance... look... peer into my heart, into my soul,
Oh... but you can't because there's nothing there,
You have taken it all
I long for the day when you would look into my chocolate eyes,
And call me friend...
But as I watch the sunset kiss the ocean good evening,
I see how simple a complicated thing can be....
But I try,
I really try and can't forgive you,
Not because I don't want to but because you have taken it all,
And you left me with nothing there.
Do you want to know my secret?Box Friend? (Stab, stab,stab, stab, stab)
Do you want to know my secret? You should run in fear. I never see you anymore open this big door its like you've ran away. We used to play together but now we don't, I wish you would come and play. Do you want to know my secret? It doesn't have to be a secret. (Go away Jimmy) Fine then bye.
(Stab, stab, stab, stab, stab) Do you want to know my secret? Or hide all these bodies in the walls? I think your time is overdue, I've started stabbing all the pictures in the halls. (Where am I Toast?) It gets a little lonely all these empty skulls, just waiting to be let in. (Stab, stab, stab, stab, stab, stab, stab, stab.)
(Stab, stab, stab) Box Friend? Please I know your in there people are dying to meet you, they say "Don't kill me" and I'm trying to but I miss you just let me in. We only have each other, I'll wait for you. What are we going to do? Do you want to know my secret?
Scrouge vs. Tigerstar (SCRIPT)WARRIOR CAT RAP BATTLES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Whos this forest cat
Coming from clans of crap
Trying to diss me at rap
You smell like a rat
Beat you with a bat
This will be like a comic book
Cause you'll go like SPLAT
You've died two times
This will only be the third!
Like when the clans met me
I'm winning fo sure
I'm used to forest scum like you
I grew up in the cold city
The reason you challenged me
Is truly insanity
I conquered the forest
And I'll conquer you're city
You're acceptence to challenge
Makes me question you're sanity
They call me TIGER
My rhymes are killer
Fire that will burn you
I've killed so many cats
You can look it up on google
Call yourself sexy
Cause you're just a poodle
Use that aganist me
And I'll eat you like noodles
Cause all you are
Is a carcass of fan service
You're called a tiger because of a birth defect
And you get mad easily because you're just inbred
All of you're threats
Eat them allThe syrup shines bright on the waffles this dawn, not a berry to be seen. Its the kingdom of the waffles and it looks like I'm supreme. The fruit comes falling like the rain that falls in spring. Couldn't starve to death Papa knows I'd die. Don't let them know, don't let them see. Eat the waffles they always bring to me. Stash them good until next time. But now there found. Eat them all, eat them all. Can't hide them anymore. Eat them all, eat them all. Run away until your safe. I don't care what they think of me. Let them starve to death. I wasn't going to share with them anyway.
It's funny how all these waffles make everything seem dull, and the bears that once scared me can't scare me anymore. Its time to eat all that I want, every single waffle that I see. No Pa no Ma no rules for me I'm happy. Eat them all, eat them all. You'll never see me starve. Here I eat and here I'll stay. Let them starve to death.
Death Drives a Prius/Rise of the Smartcar MilitiaPlastic blows in my face
Paper up to my knees
Roseanne Barr is on the news
Running for our country
Fundamentalists holding up signs, saying that it’s god’s wrath
Some young asshole in a Hummer saying “I don’t give a crap”
Cigarette butts all over my shoe
Cans hit me in the gut
Battery acid everywhere
Al Gore says “this sucks”
Spontaneous combustion hitting trees like it’s the flu
Bushes, grasses, burning brighter, let’s face it, we’re doomed
Smart Car Militias
Come to clean the town
Trying to keep our
Ozone safe and sound
Smart Car Militias
It’s our saving grace
Saving us well, but still tacky as hell
Trying to save our fates
Death is driving a Prius
Dark purple with lots of tint
Says “Hey, I’m doing a helluva better job
Than you on the environment”
Iron, copper, scrap metal are new monopolies
‘Letric wires, broken glass all over just like fleas
Smart Car Militias
Less than you’d expect
Let It Go (Male version)Let It Go (Male version)*
*Twilight sparkle and the girls where just taking a nice walk through the forest*
Sunset Shimmer: Good idea, taking us for a nice walk through here Fluttershy.
Fluttershy: Oh, um... thank you, sunset.
Twilight: It sure is beautiful.
*Then Pinkie Pie see's someone*
Pinkie Pie: Hey, look! It's Joshie!!!
*They all saw me just standing still and looking at the sky*
Applejack: Twi, what's yer boyfriend doin' out here?
Twilight: I'm not sure...
Me: The snow glows white on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen
A kingdom of isolation,
And it looks like I'm the king.
All 7 girls: Josh....?
Me: *Rock music started playing* The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside
Couldn't keep it in, heaven knows I tried! Don't let them in, don't let them see
Be the good guy you always have to be
Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know
Well, now they know! *Takes off shirt and throws it in the air
FUN-eral(Im pretty sure this is original....i got so bored and made this up....someone should make a YouTube video out of it eUe)
F IS FOR FUNGUS THAT GROWS IN THE BODY
U IS FOR UNDERTAKER
N IS FOR ANYWHERE ANYTIME AT ALL, DOWN HERE AT THE "FUN"-ERAL (funeral)
F IS FOR FIRE THAT KILLED ALL THE PEOPLE
U IS UNCONTROLLABLE LAUGHTER
N IS FOR ANY WHERE ANYTIME AT ALL! DOWN HERE AT THE "FUN"- ERAL
HA-HA HA-HA HA HA! HA-HA HA-HA HA HA! HA-HA HA-HA HA HA HAAAAAA!
Melody by : Spongebob squarepants
Storyline from: Black Butler
Lyrics by: me
Ef It All (Parody of Let it Go)This is for all those who would rage in World of Tanks.
The snow falls lightly, in Himmseldorf tonight. All the carcass, could be seen...
A graveyard of my teammates, but its weird cuz, we're just teens.
The guns are firing, the battle rages hard...
Could not even win... MM knows I tried..
These loses brings us all to tears. Seeing I am paired with higher tiers. Can't win, can't pen, can't snipe them all. So screw you all~!!
Ef it all, ef it all. We're all on our deathbeds.
Ef it all, ef it all. All our higher tiers are dead!
I don't care, if my team sucks balls! You people are all noobs...you guys disappoint me in every way...
It's annoying how MM, makes everything much worse...
and this RNG is plaguing me like a curse...
My tank just drove into a ditch. Can't research that, it won't give me shit.
Finally good clans are with me...I WIN!!!!
Ef it all, ef it all. I see a plat of unicums.
Ef it all, ef it all...everybody good game lah!!
I don't care, if you want to die that bad. I'll jus
Note to SelfGo with the flow
Listen 'cause you've got to know
Haters, they be hatin'
Haters, they be fakin'
Hey, look at my attire
Stop, drop, and roll
Cause I'm on fire
Drench me with the water
But that doesn’t mean I falter
I'll keep going strong
Come on, it's on
Antarctian, PleaseYeah I know you want to be Antarctican please,
Even though it gets to below 0 degrees,
And we're kind of devoid of life and trees,
You better dress warm or you'll get a disease!
Yeah I know you want to be Antarctican please,
Penguin and seals swim in the blue,
While our scientists do research for you,
Did I mention we're a continent too?
Brits have got the Monarcy,
The U.S.has the money,
But I know that you want to be Antarctican!
The French have got the wine and cheese,
Koalas chill with the Aussies,
But I know that you want to be Antarctican!
THE AWESOME LLAMA SONG(oh you should know... hand movements go along with the song, so for each line in the song you have to make your hand like a llama) [you do that by putting your index finger and your pinky finger up in the air leaving the other three clasped]
Happy Llama, --->[index and pinky up in air, other three clasped]
Sad Llama, --->[index and pinky hanging down, other three clasped]
Mentally retarded Llama, --->[move index and pinky wildly, other three clasped]
Drama Llama, --->[make two happy llama hands kiss]
Mama Llama, --->[make a huge llama by bring two llamas beside each other and leaving indexes down]
MOOSE! --->[make antlers on your head like a moose by putting thumbs to head and other finger sprawled]
final instruction, [enjoy with friends and...NEVER STOP SINGING IT!!]
The Coffee GodThe Coffee God behind the counter shuffles foot to foot, a dance of steam and espresso. Black painted fingernails, inch gauged ears and a gray striped sweatshirt, hood crooked on his back. There's a cigarette tucked behind one ear; it bobs and twitches with each step.
“Non-fat caramel latte,” he calls, just as he always does, part of a spell, part of a mantra, toneless (just a tuck at the end). I reach. He looks up.
The espresso maker hisses.
There's something like a grin, something like a spark, something like a shared secret linked eye to eye. When he passes over the drink (rough cardboard sleeve hot to the touch), he lingers. Our fingers brush, a shiver, a jolt, a ten-watt shock.
The Coffee God tilts his chin, shouts, “Hey, mind if I take my break now?”
and ducks around the counter without waiting for a reply.
He slips his cigarette between his lips without taking his eyes from mine. I follow him out the door.
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