I hate the fucking world… I wish it would go back to the Dark Ages.
Fuck Western civilization…fuck civilized
Fuck Western civilization…fuck civilized
by Zatarain’s Root Beer Drinker January 11, 2023
by Zatarain’s Root Beer Drinker October 29, 2020
A music genre that has surely lasted the wrath of time. I really wish it would die out already. Hip Hop music should go out of style like Disco. It’s old already.
There needs to be a Hip Hop Demolition night, like there was a Disco demolition night back in 1979; Since it’s 2020.
by Zatarain’s Root Beer Drinker December 22, 2020
Flea has about as much talent as an Asian man’s penis.
by Zatarain’s Root Beer Drinker December 04, 2020
Oh, the light in your eyes
Is not shining the way it used to
And I feel our love is dying
After all the years
The laughter and the tears
Baby please, don't tell me that it's over
I can't stand the thought of you
(Going out of my mind)
I can't see me without you
(Here in my mind)
I can't stand the thought of you
Going out of my mind
Going out of my mind
Is not shining the way it used to
And I feel our love is dying
After all the years
The laughter and the tears
Baby please, don't tell me that it's over
I can't stand the thought of you
(Going out of my mind)
I can't see me without you
(Here in my mind)
I can't stand the thought of you
Going out of my mind
Going out of my mind
Oh, I can't understand what you're doing
It's tearing us apart
'Cause I think that you're leavin'
I can't stand the pain
Never loving you again
Baby please, don't tell me that it's over
I can't stand the thought of you
(Going out of my mind)
I can't see me without you
(Here in my mind)
I can't stand the thought of you
Going out of my mind
Going out of my mind
Tell me, tell me, I'm crazy
Tell me, tell me, I'm wrong
I can't stand the thought of you
(Going out of my mind)
I can't see me without you
(Here in my mind)
I can't stand the thought of you
Going out of my mind
Going out of my mind
Going out of my mind
It's tearing us apart
'Cause I think that you're leavin'
I can't stand the pain
Never loving you again
Baby please, don't tell me that it's over
I can't stand the thought of you
(Going out of my mind)
I can't see me without you
(Here in my mind)
I can't stand the thought of you
Going out of my mind
Going out of my mind
Tell me, tell me, I'm crazy
Tell me, tell me, I'm wrong
I can't stand the thought of you
(Going out of my mind)
I can't see me without you
(Here in my mind)
I can't stand the thought of you
Going out of my mind
Going out of my mind
Going out of my mind
by Zatarain’s Root Beer Drinker May 26, 2021
Robert's got a quick hand
He'll look around the room he won't tell you his plan
He's got a rolled cigarette
Hanging out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid
Yeah, he found a six shooter gun
In his dad's closet, in a box of fun things
And I don't even know what
But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
He'll look around the room he won't tell you his plan
He's got a rolled cigarette
Hanging out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid
Yeah, he found a six shooter gun
In his dad's closet, in a box of fun things
And I don't even know what
But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
Daddy works a long day
He's coming home late, yeah, he's coming home late
And he's bringing me a surprise
Cause dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice
I've waited for a long time
Yeah, the slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger
I reason with my cigarette
Then say your hair's on fire
You must have lost your wits, yeah
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
He's coming home late, yeah, he's coming home late
And he's bringing me a surprise
Cause dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice
I've waited for a long time
Yeah, the slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger
I reason with my cigarette
Then say your hair's on fire
You must have lost your wits, yeah
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
by Zatarain’s Root Beer Drinker March 08, 2021
by Zatarain’s Root Beer Drinker January 16, 2021