I wanna move to San Francisco but that's not happenin'. I was born on November 7th... I want to own my own thigh high and thigh high accersories store, want to name it Sarah's Thigh High and Thigh High accesories. I play guitar, I played upright while in High School. I suck at both... that's a lie but I could be alot better. I decided I'd talk a little more in depth about myself... hmm... but I have to think of something to talk about first. I had a best friend but I don't anymore... so who cares. umm life's treating me okay, I'm still breathing. Well I wanna move to either San Francisco or Vegas... Wait i already put the S.F. thing up there.... Umm oh yes the Halloween plan. I want to get married on Halloween in Vegas, By the grim reaper... And my wedding night... I want it to be spent in a cool old cemetary... Bent over on a headstone... Doin the dirty... Haha... hmm this is boring... I like the fact I no longer have friends. Oh yeah Halloween is my favorite holiday... and St. Patricks day totally follows it... I got a boyfriend somehow... my uncanny and odd obsession with this guy in this others guys band that plays bass is gone...??? somehow... heh i blame jeff... speaking of which Jeff... aka Jon Asshiemer in the guestbook... is my infamous boyfriend... hes such a not faggot. hahahaha and told me not to call him that last night... ill teach him not to tell me what to do... my fists, theyre not dogs... theyre a pack of wolves... when i let em go, i cant call em back... oh yeah whos your daddy... errrummm... whos your mommy???
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Corpses all hang headless and limp
Bodies with no surprises
And the blood drains down like the devils rain
We'll bathe tonight
I want your skull
I need your skull
I want your skull
I need your skull
Demon I am and face I peel
To see your skin turn inside out
Cuz i gotta have you on my wall
I gotta have you on my wall
I want your skull
I need your skull
I want your skull
I need your skull
Collect the heads of little girls
And put em on my wall
Hack the heads off little girls
And put em on my wall
I want your skull
I need your skull
I want your skull
I need your skull
I want your skull
I need your skull
I want your skull
I need your skull
I hate it... absolutely hate it when people pluralize skull. if the skull belongs to someone... as in it is their skull, then they can only have one skull. I have yet to see a two headed person... not counting siamese twins...
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