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My Life Is Confidential
Contributed by
savedbydeath
on
Monday, 29th November 2004 @ 05:54:30 PM in AEST
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i dont care
what they have to say
i dont care,and its not fare
what they have to say,i hear it everyday
you're so predictable
but you're unexplainable
i feel i've been tossed
but then i feel lost
(Chorus)
My life is confidential
but they name me the devil
They dont know a think 'bout me
atleast i know i'm ******
My lofe is confidential
and i'm so hateful
i hate all Liberals
My life is confidential
I keep a journal
of all things evil
i know i'm not normal
but thats what makes this lustful
and so dam painful
have no fear
i'm here
dont shed a tear
i'm here
i'm here to help you
i'll come to your rescue
but i love it when we all argue
nah i wont help you
(Chorus)
My life is confidential
but they name me the devil
They dont know a think 'bout me
atleast i know i'm ******
My lofe is confidential
and i'm so hateful
i hate all Liberals
My life is confidential
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savedbydeath
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2004-11-29 17:54:30]
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Re: My Life Is Confidential
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by theMoth on
Monday, 29th November 2004 @ 06:06:11 PM AEST
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Very interesting chorus.
Different.
Does "liberals" suggest this is
ploitical?
--Mothy |
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Re: My Life Is Confidential
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by Essentially9 on
Monday, 29th November 2004 @ 09:18:26 PM AEST
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| fantastic write rodney. =] |
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Re: My Life Is Confidential
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by Stonedraider23 on
Tuesday, 30th November 2004 @ 09:25:43 AM AEST
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| not bad homie G im full of fear and ur no where near what up wit dat |
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