

My Heavenly HellThe sound breaks free, flooding freely into me...My Heavenly Hell
Heart is aching, rib cage breaking....
Bones to shatter, teeth that chatter....
Notes that seem to come to mind, as rythms shoot down my spine...
Moving, shaking, my soul is waking...
Colors swimming before me bright, struggling against the strings so tight....
And in that moment I shall tell....
I find my heaven, my heavenly hell...
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c(")(") Don't pretend, I think you know I'm damn precious---and hell yeah, I'm the mother fucking princess!!!
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who needs ACID when you're a BAND GEEK?
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( ..)
c(")(") Don't pretend, I think you know I'm damn precious---and hell yeah, I'm the mother fucking princess!!!
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who needs ACID when you're a BAND GEEK?
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(\/)
( ..)
c(")(") Don't pretend, I think you know I'm damn precious---and hell yeah, I'm the mother fucking princess!!!
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I like my red shirt.
Since this is somewhat of an underground community, I will trust you.
If you would like the full-res. images, I can email them to you watermarked.
Brandon
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