Negative XP was too nice to Anthony Fantano.

@penis9999999999999: Calma jorge, bela foto de perfil 35P tho

imagine getting cooked by a self proclaimed incel

FUCK YOU NEGATIVE XP YOU GIVE ME BAD LUCK WHEN I LISTEN TO THIS SONG

🍮🍰🍩

Betelgeus

NANO DEATH!!!!!

out for blood (heart attack man cover)

Stop Talking

You Shouldn't Be Allowed to Listen to Music If You Watch the Needle Drop

Joker

Lost and Found

your so lewd (the reatards cover)

I can't sleep and I don't wanna dream
Because you come back to me
And I don't want an apology
Just stay away from me
I can't sleep and I don't wanna dream
Because you come back to me
When I wake you're still in my brain
And it brings me pain it brings me

Pain into my life
Headaches and shame
Misery and rain
It cuts like a knife
Memories that won't go away
Go away
And I can't sleep
I don't wanna dream
Because you come back to me
Hate, heartaches and tears
Wasted years
Memories of yesterday

I heard your name somewhere today
And I couldn't explain my state
Of mind I tried hard to find
How I felt inside and how I tried to hide
I can't sleep and I don't wanna dream
Because you come back to me
When I wake you're still in my brain
And it brings me pain it brings me

Pain into my life
Headaches and shame
Misery and rain
It cuts like a knife
Memories that won't go away
Go away
And I can't sleep
I don't wanna dream
Because you come back to me
Hate, heartaches and tears
Wasted years
Memories of yesterday

I can't sleep
I don't wanna dream
I can't sleep
I don't wanna dream
I can't sleep
I don't wanna dream
I can't sleep
I don't wanna dream
I can't sleep
I don't wanna dream
I can't sleep
I don't wanna dream
I can't sleep
I don't wanna dream
I can't sleep
I don't wanna dream

I Can't Sleep

Year of the Horse

Blowing My head off

I’m Sorry That I Blew My Brains Out Across The Room

i was raised by a place
ive been on since i was eight
or maybe 9, the internet,
sat online, on the world wide web

everything i've ever seen
ever learnt, its from a screen
and who i am today
was influenced by the way
i was raised on the World Wide Web
raised by the Internet

raised by the World Wide Web
don't have any real life friends
mind melted by the internet
World Wide Web

i was raised online
i was raised online
maybe that is why
i came out behind
all the other kids
all cause i had unrestricted
access to the internet

knowledge at my fingertips
and everything that any kid
really shouldn't be seeing when
he's browsing at the age of ten
terrorist beheadings
and anything with death in it
propaganda, fucking goatse
i came out so fucking lonely

raised by the World Wide Web
im anxious with every breath
cause i was raised by the world wide web
World Wide Web

Raised By The World Wide Web

Sink into the Ground

LYRICS

Fuck optics
fuck all this
bullshit I 
still live in
Fuck optics
fuck all this
bullshit I 
still live in

You say the way I see this world is so absurd
I see the way you run this world no justice served...
so Fuck optics
fuck all this
bullshit I 
still live in
Fuck optics
fuck all this
bullshit I 
still live in

You say that I should watch just what I say,
I look around these streets disgusting and deranged...
so fuck optics.


Fuck optics
fuck what you 
hear I say
you don't like
Fuck optics
fuck what you 
hear I say
you don't like

Thousands of years all burned down with but a word,
one of these years oh we're all just gonna learn...
fuck optics.

Thousands of years all burned down with but a word,
one of these years oh we're all just gonna learn
Thousands of years all burned down with but a word,
one of these years oh we're all just gonna learn...
fuck optics.

Fakeout!

Fuck Optics

ClickToNotVote

I Love Cigarettes

a goofy little song i wrote lol i hope you enjoy!

lyrics:
solo part

she is death and she brings fear all while she wears her pink cat ears
shes ready to shoot ready to aim to settle some scores to cross out some names
she keeps a tec-9 tucked in her maid dress and a hi-point under her desk
one day shes gonna kick down those doors and when she does you better hit. the. floor.

solo part

nyaaatural selection
nyaaatural selection 

solo part again

cans of monster and a 20 round mag roll around her hello kitty bag
as she walks the hall up and down under her breath she counts down
the time has come the times today to set things right to make them pay
shes not looking for absolution she just wants her retribution


(the catgirls name is eirca harris)

You Shouldn't Be Allowed to Listen to Music If You Watch the Needle Drop

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