Mullet
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Submitted by Pestilence — Mar 26, 2026
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The words sounds the same to me Top knot crying through history I won't worry, it's not me And you'll regret it Some kind of god met on the way House of death, loser I promulgate lasting power And now it's over The idea is all We were out of time It's morally superior Smile, and walk around Becoming quiet, years alone I can't help but wonder why We were sorry, out of time It is forever Don't judge what he jokes about Pictures and posters now Booze and drugs, all around And now it's gone The idea is all We were out of time It's morally superior Screwed up socially The tongue of God It's morally superior Why would I want to I can't help it It's morally superior It's morally superior It's morally superior It's morally superior
Submitted by Pestilence — Mar 26, 2026
What's the matter with Brian? Why's he walk like seemingly horses? And he's smart, there's no denying But he's keeping that to himself Not clean, he's Shooting dope in the flow of the hurricane Throwing up and now he's crying And Brian is all alone Brian, the horse-faced goon Brian, the horse-faced goon What's the matter with Brian? Why's he walk like seemingly horses? And he's smart, there's no denying But he's keeping that to himself Not clean, he's Shooting dope in the flow of the hurricane Throwing up and now he's crying And Brian is all alone Brian, the horse-faced goon Brian, the horse-faced goon Goon Goon Goon
Submitted by Pestilence — Mar 26, 2026