Its sunday morning 5 pm..i mean am...damn it....charly mc picknose was just getting out of bed
charly: *gets up,rubs eyes n opens eyes*...aaaaaah!!...what the hell lary....whatcha doing in mah room!!?!???!??!
(lary bonerhead was charlys best friend)
lary:actualy this is my room,you fell unconcious at the middle of the party
charly:what party,i dun remember anything
rock:the best party ever!!!!how do you not remember it
(rock....idk his last name,no one knows...is a party crasher,he will sneek into any party)
lary:what the hell!!!how did i not notice you rock
rock: oh i was sleeping in your bushes outside your house
jarry:rock....you idiot
(jarry lick a lot is...well...everyones friend,everyone knows him n everyone respects him....)
rock:no you are the idiot,idiot
(....exept rock)
jarry:how am i the idiot,i didnt sleep in the bushes....i slept in your dog house.....
End of part 1
charly: *gets up,rubs eyes n opens eyes*...aaaaaah!!...what the hell lary....whatcha doing in mah room!!?!???!??!
(lary bonerhead was charlys best friend)
lary:actualy this is my room,you fell unconcious at the middle of the party
charly:what party,i dun remember anything
rock:the best party ever!!!!how do you not remember it
(rock....idk his last name,no one knows...is a party crasher,he will sneek into any party)
lary:what the hell!!!how did i not notice you rock
rock: oh i was sleeping in your bushes outside your house
jarry:rock....you idiot
(jarry lick a lot is...well...everyones friend,everyone knows him n everyone respects him....)
rock:no you are the idiot,idiot
(....exept rock)
jarry:how am i the idiot,i didnt sleep in the bushes....i slept in your dog house.....
End of part 1
when death sits on your shoulder
infecting your heart
the beat of the cursed one
feels no empathy
feels all alone
when hope is on holiday
when you want your self back
where do you go
who do you turn to
who will end your suffering
he sits and waits
o death on my shoulder
i know your after my soul
i know you just wait
but i'm not sure if you are playing tricks on me
can you end my sorrow
or is it you who causes my agony
will you be there when i die
still squeezing and taking all i have
until i'm dust and wind.
infecting your heart
the beat of the cursed one
feels no empathy
feels all alone
when hope is on holiday
when you want your self back
where do you go
who do you turn to
who will end your suffering
he sits and waits
o death on my shoulder
i know your after my soul
i know you just wait
but i'm not sure if you are playing tricks on me
can you end my sorrow
or is it you who causes my agony
will you be there when i die
still squeezing and taking all i have
until i'm dust and wind.
