Killers who cut throats the only ones that survive. The wicked shits alive in me and it will never die. — Twiztid Copy Share Image
Show me what lies just beyond my eyes. Would you take me to the world where my spirit flies? — Twiztid Copy Share Image
Dinner table conversations. Leavin' you pistol-whipped in the corner with abrasions. — Twiztid Copy Share Image
When I open my eyes I'm hoping everybody dies. Mission will accomplish when the carnival arrives. — Twiztid Copy Share Image
Crossed over with my faith in God Stigmata, bleeding from the hole in my arm. — Twiztid Copy Share Image
We survive like catipillas in cocoons and caskets. Stretch the industry like elastic. — Twiztid Copy Share Image
Walk through the time flux hand and hand with clear mind. Chords are harmonious like the rhythm of windchimes. — Twiztid Copy Share Image
Hen I open my eyes the dead will resurrect. and we gonna issue bitches with problems with slit necks. — Twiztid Copy Share Image
She was the type of girl, get me in so much trouble, head over heals in this, thats why I love her. — Twiztid Copy Share Image
When I close my eyes, I see how everybody dies. Hangin from a rope, all with fear in their eyes. — Twiztid Copy Share Image
