Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Defunct Beatings of a Malfunctioning Heart
She's going,
Going,
Gone.
Good bye's just
Blowing like ash
In dysfunctional
Winds, as I long
To defibrillate her
Heart.
Her cold,
Dead
Heart,
Covered in dust.
Just add water,
Let's make mud.
September 4, 2006
Suge
Going,
Gone.
Good bye's just
Blowing like ash
In dysfunctional
Winds, as I long
To defibrillate her
Heart.
Her cold,
Dead
Heart,
Covered in dust.
Just add water,
Let's make mud.
September 4, 2006
Suge
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Defunct Beatings of a Malfunctioning Heart
Defunct Beatings of a Malfunctioning Heart
