

untitled 6J sat in the gas station chair, blanklyuntitled 6
watching the cars scream down the road. "if
only, if only" he thought to himself as a
lone car pulled into the lot. sighing loudly,
J stood up and sullenly marched to the pump.
Mustering as fake a greeting as he could
manage, he began to pump the fuel into the
person's car. who are they to think that just
because he pumps their gas, that he is here
because he wants to be. " A job is a job" he
mutters to himself as he sits back down,
knowing that each d

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Theres no more way to try
If you just cant get things right
Turn the music up and lets get fucked up
Thats the soundtrack to my life
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I wish we could really meet each other, shake hands, sit somewhere on this beautiful planet drink good wine and hear each other laugh!!!!
Website... kinda: [link]
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Theres no more way to try
If you just cant get things right
Turn the music up and lets get fucked up
Thats the soundtrack to my life
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Theres no more way to try
If you just cant get things right
Turn the music up and lets get fucked up
Thats the soundtrack to my life
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Home, Home is where the heart is, thats what they say.
-WE`RE SORRUNDED!!!
-Excelent, now we can attack at any direction we want..
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Theres no more way to try
If you just cant get things right
Turn the music up and lets get fucked up
Thats the soundtrack to my life
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