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Name: walter
Birthday: 3/14/1986
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Sunday, June 05, 2005

whatever

i guess im better off alone.

peace


Sunday, May 22, 2005

blah im bored

xangas cool again?

 


Monday, September 27, 2004

                            You Can't Kill Integrity

so what now? where do we go from here? the damage is so severe and what you've done will never fuckin be repaired. but what's done is done, son. you'll never understand, but here we are again, yeah here i am again. and what the fuck is it gonna take? how am i ever gonna make myself a man again and bring myself to stand again? on my own two fucking feet. you better tell me what to do cus it's you this time that failed me. you failed me. you failed us all. nothing left for us to say. nothing more between you and me. all my trust is gone. but never my vindication. vindication. so what the fuck?
where do we go from here? the damage is done so bite your tongue because your words will never be sincere. what's done is done, son. you'll never understand.
blood on my hands again. that's what it's gonna fucking take. and you can bet your ass i'm gonna make you pay. the time has come for you to see. what you've done, what i've become and how you failed me. you failed me. you failed us all. nothing left for us to say. nothing more between you and me. all my trust is gone. but never my vindication. you can't take my pride away from
me. the one thing you'll never take away. you can't take my pride from me and that's all there is to say. you can't kill integrity. and that's all there is to say. you can't take my pride from me. but i've got one thing left to say. pay your debt to me.


Thursday, May 06, 2004

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neiderer were all gonna miss you

 

this all just seems like a bad dream.........

 

 

SUNDAY BLOODY SUNDAY

I can’t believe the news today
Oh, I can’t close my eyes and make it go away
How long...
How long must we sing this song?
How long? how long...

’cause tonight...we can be as one
Tonight...

Broken bottles under children’s feet
Bodies strewn across the dead end street
But I won’t heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall

Sunday, bloody sunday
Sunday, bloody sunday
Sunday, bloody sunday


And the battle’s just begun
There’s many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart

Sunday, bloody sunday
Sunday, bloody sunday

How long...
How long must we sing this song?
How long? how long...

’cause tonight...we can be as one
Tonight...
Tonight...

Sunday, bloody sunday

Tonight
Sunday, bloody sunday 

Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
Wipe your tears away
I wipe your tears away
I wipe your blood shot eyes

Sunday, bloody sunday
Sunday, bloody sunday


And it’s true we are immune
When fact is fiction and tv reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die

The real battle yet begun

To claim the victory jesus won
On...

Sunday bloody sunday
Sunday bloody sunday...



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