For a chance to feel a p8le ‼️‼️🔥

can’t let gang know i listen to karkalicious 🗣️🗣️

this kinda sounds like gumball from the amazing world of gumball (no offense)

don't play or watch homestuck but this is a banger‼️‼️(should I get into it?)

for I am a poor and a wretched boy, a chimbley, chimbley sweep.

Law of talos chimbley theme

" You fucked yourself way a bit 2 hard ! "

Talkshow Boy - I Cut Myself

Nero's day at Disneyland| lost in Bonerland |sped up|

kikuo - dust dust curse

INVADER INVADER!🌐^_< - ☆

"Ready to die" is created by Andrew W.K.
(I remember watching this video) 

♤𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝙳𝚒𝚎!!♤ - Andrew W.K. (sped up a bit)

a song from the album "Her Majesty" by the Decemberists

The Decemberists-The Chimbley Sweep

Lyrics:
I've got a business, I've got a lovely wife
Everything I could want, I've got a perfect life
It's like you're hardly working when it's something you love
A brain of calculation, its heart, an abacus
But I think I'd be lying if I didn't say this
I've got a way with words, but not a way with emotions
I've got a silver bullet, I've got a self-prescription
I say, "hand me one more drink, " you call it an addiction
I open up the bottle, let inhibition go
Maybe I shouldn't, though
I know I shouldn't, though
If it becomes a problem, if it seeps in my bones
Nobody has to know
Nobody has to know
I've got a business, I've got a lovely wife
Maybe I lie a little, but I'm doing alright
I say that I'll get better, I say I'm trying to quit
But if you know me, you would know I'm faking it
It's only twice a day, then three, then four, then five
It's not like it'll kill me, it makes me feel alive
At least I thought that it did, don't let them know I told you this
But I don't know how to resist, I hate my own excuses
Choking on desolation, sip on the amaretto
Won't make me better, though
I won't get better, though
I can stop when I want to, I still have self control
But I'll never say no
But I'll never say no
I know I fucked it all up, I'm not a perfect man
But I swear I'll get better, this isn't who I am
It's really not your problem, you shouldn't give a damn
You don't know how I'm feeling, so don't try to understand
Past 60 on the dashboard, past .08 in my blood
I'm feeling kinda funny, all common sense undone
Swerving all over the road, got children in the back
How are we gonna get home?
I'm really sorry, Jack, I-
The crashing sound of metal, the bleeding from my nose
I'm so stupid, I know
Fucking awful, I know
The iron taste in my mouth mixes with the merlot
They won't breathe anymore
They won't breathe anymore
I've really done it this time, where's there for me to go?
God damn it, I don't know
How could I ever know?
A shallow grave from my hands, flesh, blood, down below
Pick up, pick up the phone
Pick up, pick up the phone

Karkalicious

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