With my ego in my gut,
My babbling mouth would wash it up.
(But now I've started learning how,)
I keep it shut.
My door was never locked,
Until one day a trigger come cocking.
(But now I've started learning how,)
I keep it shut.
Wide eyes would clean and dust
Things that decay, things that rust.
(But now I've started learning how,)
I keep 'em shut.
I keep 'em shut.
Harm is in us.
Harm is in us, but power to arm.
("Leave it open!")
Harm is in us, but power to arm.
Narrow mind would persecute it,
Die a little to get to it.
(But now I've started learning how.)
I leave it open.
I kept it in a cage,
Watched it weeping, but I made it stay.
(But now I've started learning how.)
I leave it open.
I leave it open.
Harm is in us.
Harm in us, but power to arm.
Harm is in us.
("Leave it open!")
Harm in us, but power to arm.
What you letting in?
Tell me what you're letting in.
Say what we're gonna let in!
"We let the weirdness in.
We let the weirdness in.
We let the weirdness in.
We let the weirdness in.
We let the weirdness in."
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Citaat:
Oorspronkelijk geplaatst door Demper
Een blote mannenkont is pure kunst.
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Stuyckisme 1: "Positieve discriminatie is immers ook racisme"
Stuyckisme 2: "Iemand op mijn werk probeerde me wijs te maken dat onze prins in Wallonië altijd al als prince Philippe door het leven ging."
Citaat:
Oorspronkelijk geplaatst door duveltje382
Als daar ne knappe gast zit mss,lieft met een strak kontje ......
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De langverwachte outing van duveltje382
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