RE: CONCERNS

RISK, RISK, RISK!

TOOTH PACT

Front Street, from "Everything is a Lot."

I’m in a meat-pack plant by the gutterside 
A slaughterhouse apartment with a slice of lime 
I’m cruisin’ with the bruisers, boozin’, I’ll be a suitor, losing my mind. 
Because there’s nothing to find. 
The fetid stench of bad intentions hangs in the sweat 
I’m in a sauna hot with drama and I’m tryin’ to forget 
All the masochistic rapture mis-steps 
Imminent pleasure’s ready to cut. To the bone. 
You said “let loose!” But now you’re lost. 
While you tied your boots like a tightrope noose. 
The problem chased the taste of the cause. 
While the evidence supports the truth. Is 80 enough proof for you? 

Here’s to my lady and I’m coming inside 
Drink to me baby, and what’s left of what’s right. 
It’s easier to use and lose than never to have used you 
On a fucked up Saturday night. Good times on Front Street. 

Loose lips sink ships, captain, will you go down? 
Float your boat and overboard and hoping to drown. 
Tell me what prevented you from coming downtown alone. 
Because we know you’re not afraid. 
This chastity is Greek to me, the meat is still fresh 
The gnashing teeth will masticate the bone from the flesh 
Since nobody will tell me where these bastards go, I’ll see for myself. 
I think they might go to hell. 
You said “let loose!” But now you’re lost. 
While you tied your boots like a tightrope noose. 
The problem chased the taste of the cause. 
While the evidence supports the truth. Is 80 enough proof for you? 

Here’s to my lady and I’m coming inside 
Drink to me baby, and what’s left of what’s right. 
It’s easier to use and lose than never to have used you 
On a fucked up Saturday night. Good times on Front Street. 

LAST CALL FOR MORALS, BETTER COVER YOUR DRINK 
SODOM AND GOMORRA’D LET IT GO DOWN THE SINK

Front Street

this was hella rushed i wanna make a non-rushed version

Played on the "Haunted Hallow" map in Noob Defenders

Noob Defenders link:
www.roblox.com/games/11931238089

Spookzone

It's in the dark
It's getting Closer, Closer
It's in the eye, So blind
for not a one Beholder
And yet you stand
And drown in Terror, Terror
Do you Decide
Or is it taking over?

Without a thought
Without a Reason, Reason
Without a mortal mind
to make a Timely Treason 
Cry for the moon
Cry for the Dawning, Dawning
Wherein Demise
couldn't Pull the strings-- make it

Right on the Line
Let it shine
as the Ticking Time
Counts you Down
Rolling through
To the Tomb
Closing soon
Only you that it's all-
All without
just know I've

Got My Hands on the One that you Love
Watching you
Trying to Fight
But it Isn't ever quite enough
I do the things that are Freeing to Me
Would you Abhor the Dark
If it brought you Unending Glee ?
Code of a heart, watching stance on a Dime
Until the
Beating Stops, edges sharp on a such dulling Knife
Cut to the chase, where the Roles are Undecided Again
The Never Ending is You
Before your act is Through


So What? If you really can do it
What would it Prove
When it's about to Strike!

I Don't Think that You're a fool, but if
I'm in the Wrong, then Can you really Tell Me Who's Right?

Don't Step to the Winds of Change,
Are you Really Tryinna Stay the Same, 'cause
I've been afraid that 
You'd run away from
All that you say, you'd Do, and if you can't make it

Right on the Line
Let it shine
as the Ticking Time
Counts you Down
All the Way
To the Ground
and I'll have you
Know that it's You it's
All Without
just know I'll--
Auf Einmal,

Ersetzt dein Ego dein Alibi. . .
Ich denke So weit
Die Audienz betrügt wird, Auwei, ist
Es nur ein Spiel der Zeit
Bis dann die Fassade zerfällt
Du sitzt mit Däumchen am drehen und willst einfach nicht sehen, das es so nicht hält
Ebendrum
"You should know
It Only Takes One"

How could I 
Pay the Price for what I haven't Done, initi-
Ate the Weight of a Game you know I've Never Won
'Til Today, they finally Smiled at me, Would you ab-
Hor the dark as it Brings you unEnding Glee
Code of a heart, watching stance on a Dime
Until the
Beating Stops, edges sharp on a such dulling Knife
Cut to the chase, where the Roles are Undecided Again
The Never Ending is You
Before your act is Through 

Or Can't You Curb the Hunger Pangs
I'll never Go Away
Or Bite the Bullet Ant In Two Fangs . . . .
What have you Got to Say

One More wouldn't Really Hurt
Is adDiction Really So Absurd, I 
Know that you Like to
See through the Lines, so
Sift through the Sands of Time

Letters Written Out, with Spells of the Past, in the language of 
Dance you're, Tryin' your Best, to Raise up your Shield, Broken Up by your
Lance, Blood's been Stricken, all the Words are Written, so I've got
None left to Say, No....

Red-handed

MTT PRIME - 90 ATK 60 DEF
* The vessel's inhabitant had been stuck in the body for so long it eventually became its natural shape.

98. ORDER

I Hate It.

For charters: https://drive.google.com/file/d/19PKz-Md_VSiULtBexbjcXCc4Re5UY18V/view?usp=drivesdk

Spookzone

PersimmonGuy

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