Books. Bikes. Boomsticks. “I only regret that I have but one face to palm for my country.”
And the lyrics to go with it (click for a youtube of the song:...If I had just one bullet, and a trigger I'd pull itShoot my cupid out of the skyBreak off his wings and ask him just whyHe played such a sick joke on the fool that is meAnd curse me with this sicknessYour love is my heart disease....(This is the slow quiet version, and it's still good.)
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And the lyrics to go with it (click for a youtube of the song:
ReplyDelete...If I had just one bullet, and a trigger I'd pull it
Shoot my cupid out of the sky
Break off his wings and ask him just why
He played such a sick joke on the fool that is me
And curse me with this sickness
Your love is my heart disease.
...
(This is the slow quiet version, and it's still good.)