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Beat this

FriendlyPsycho — Tue, 22 Sep 2009 15:21:26 UT

Are we too happy!? Sorry!! We'll be done after singing this out
The happy phrases the limitless refrain
Are we too happy!? Sorry!! Ride on, even if it's your first time
We're goin' freestyle soon as you follow the beat, we'll be friends

Creep under my door

FriendlyPsycho — Fri, 18 Sep 2009 18:20:22 UT

You're so stupid and perfect
And stupid and perfect
I hate you, I want you
I hate you, I hate you, oh
Again, again, again, again

Temple is you

FriendlyPsycho — Tue, 15 Sep 2009 17:48:11 UT

I wanna fit inside you
I wanna room inside you
If money talks I wanna buy you
I wanna die
I wanna die
I wanna live you

I'm not scared of you
Could give up on drugs
If I make it through
The jaws of love
Jaws of love

You give

Hello

FriendlyPsycho — Tue, 08 Sep 2009 14:55:46 UT

Hi
You must be new I guess
At least you're new to me
Saw you unpacking your car
So I said to myself
Maybe I should help her out
Since we're neighbors now
And all the other people here are elderly
And probably a little standoffish
And I've got nothing to do (and whatnot)
By the way I live in 207
My name is Greg
Wherever are my manners
Let me get that heavy box

I'm a go-getter guy
With a gun in my hand
But just searching for that someone
To be firing it
I've narrowed down the field
And I'm taking a glance
And I'd say you've got a pretty good chance

Go to hell

FriendlyPsycho — Sun, 30 Aug 2009 16:34:26 UT

But milkshakes melt, people change, and you dumped me on my birthday
Right after I bought you that really expensive thing from the Body Shop
Called Jojoba Loofah Milktowel or something like that
That I sold 147 Cutco knives to afford, but whatever, hey, it's cool
I've moved on you know, I'm happy now - well, happy in a crying sorta way
You know, curled up naked in the shower biting your knees wishing you were dead kinda happy
But I realized you were right, we were never meant to be
And you know what? Thank God
'Cause you're the most vapid, whiny blah I've ever met
Always making fun of my clothes, telling me how hot other guys are, asking me to pay you gas money?!
Buy your own gas you bug-eyed mooch - it's your car and it costs more than my house
Oh and now you're going around trying to sleep with my friends
Hey good, that really makes you an empowered individual - no wait, did I say empowered individual? I
meant two-cent gutter slut
Listen you tanning-bed-baked, broke-ass, goat-faced, oompa-loompa monkey problem