

StreetfireI got an itch I can't control,Streetfire
One that goes from my head on into my sole. Tonight, I'm out, I just can't stay,
This decision's made and it can't be swayed. I'm away, I'm gone, I'm beyond belief.
Keep on talking, 'cause now I can't be reached,
Leave me a message, right after the beep.
The drug I need now is spelled s-p-e-e-d. This place, it groans and it holds you tight. Click, click, click, and it's locked into place, You can hear it moan while you asphyxiate. Say the word and we'll set the roads on fire.
I got the key, just tell me that you want out.


BattlecryWatch yourself, watch out, here comes the revolution. Can you, can't you hear the drum-line roll? It's still. It's still ten miles off. Every beat, every step,Battlecry
Every second it gets closer, louder, more real. These ain't no amateurs, honey. No, they're men. They'll hunt, they'll chase, run us down to the last.
Do we stand, dare we stand? What's that you say? To Arms? To arms! Here we stand, here we stay!
Dear, dare I say, they're about to cheer you.
Take them, lead them, they'd all die for you.
Give the enemy pause, make them fear you. So we r


Untitled 2Hey girl,Untitled 2
Turn off your mind and kill the lights. Let me lead you on through the night. I can't promise I won't cross the line.
You're a man-breaker from your head to your toes, With a smile that could warm the coldest of hearts.
Forgive me, my mis-steps and false-starts.
I tend to cross my tongue and catch my feet.
Lending to a bumbling bumble bee exterior.
One that belies the size of who I am inside.
Stick around lady and you'll see the best in me
I'm the lone snowflake that fell in mid-July. The one that graced your skin and refused to burn.


Untitled 1Oh, bright lightning, why don't you dance for me all night long? Lead me lightly, on and on. Guide me nightly, on and on.Untitled 1
Gently right me, on and on.
And sweet Beijing sings from the left hand side. With the purest voice and promises aplenty, She'll take all you have, leaving you with nothing more than empty. While the strangest smile plays across your wary lips, Making you wonder, why it still feels so right?
So we ride, through the sunrise and through the sunset. Beckoned endlessly by the endlessly beckoning street-lights, On and on, deeper and deeper into the
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Random Fangirl: Kyouya, let's do it~
Kyouya: Fine, but it will cost you 2000 yen per hour of intercourse.
Random Fangirl: ...YOU'RE A HOOKER!
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