london beckoned songs about money written by machines:
stop stalling, make a meme for yourself
boy, you better put the pen to paper and charm your way out
build god, then we'll talk:
there are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
it's sleeping with roaches and taking good shits
idk why my brain functions like this, but every time i hear these songs i mishear the lyrics
YOU ARE READING
The Emo Quartet Church of Trash (Kinda Completed)
RandomCANT PRAY THE EMO AWAY! MY THIRD INSTALLMENT OF THE TRINITY BIBLES! GERARD HAS A NICE BOOTY! ((AGAIN SOME OF THESE ARE MINE, SOME ARENT))
