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The Nix™
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 Saturday, April 14, 2007
What's wrong with my avatar and I'll fix it.
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The F-Man
Leader of the F-Men™
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
I'm personally just not a fan of the red x
theeeeeeeeere we go
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The Nix™
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
I uploaded my avatar before. I dunno why it wasn't displaying.
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Zeonix
The Nix™
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
You have a 50/50 chance. Guess the first line right, and you can pretty much guess the rest since I copy and pasted.
Or did I?
I did.
Or did I?
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The Nix™
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
Zeo is M'Lord and savior and all, but it'd be totally cool if you guys banned him. I'm technically his son so I'm more than capable of carrying out the will of the Nix in his absence.
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Zeonix
The Nix™
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
Reven is my son. You're the son of the Alpha Negroid and a sweet cakes.
Don't you loving forget that you illegitimate child son of a sweet cakes.
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The Nix™
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
Reven can't even tie his own shoes. I have to use my blindfold of shoe tying to do it for him.
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Zeonix
The Nix™
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
You don't even have powers. You're like Batman except not rich, not super smart, not tall, not scary, not cool, and you don't have any gadgets. Just...blindfolds.
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The Nix™
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
I have blindfolds which make me rich, smart, tall, cool, and they produce gadgets. They also act as blindfolds.
Anyway, you're free to high five him anytime you wish. You have my permission.
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Zeonix
The Nix™
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
They're not even cool like bandanas. They're loving blindfolds. Like that poo people put on before they go to sleep.
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The Nix™
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
Bandanas are for action figures who lack the resources to obtain blindfolds. I don't even know what you're talking about with the poo that people put on before they go to sleep.
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Zeonix
The Nix™
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
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loving blindfolds you trouser snake.
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The Nix™
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
Zeo. That's it. You've gone too far. I offically challenge you to a sing off. Do you accept?
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Zeonix
The Nix™
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
I accept, trouser snake.
You go first.
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The Nix™
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
I keep looking for something I can't get
Broken hearts, they're all around me
And I don't see an easier way, to get out of this
Her diary sits by the bedside table
The curtains are closed, the cat's in the cradle
Who would have thought that a boy like me could come to this
Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been some kind of kiss
I should have walked away
I should have walked away
Is there any just cause for feeling like this?
On the surface I'm a name on a list
I try to be discreet, but then blow it again
I've lost and found it's my final mistake
She's loving by proxy, no give and all take
'Cause I've been thrilled to fantasy, one too many times
Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been some kind of kiss
I should have walked away
I should have walked away
It was a long hot night, she made it easy
She made it feel right
But now it's over, the moment has gone
I followed my hands to my head, I know I was wrong
Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been some kind of kiss
I should have walked away
I should have walked away
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Zeonix
The Nix™
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
Starting off strong, eh?
I have come curiously close to the end, down
Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole.
Defeated, Concede and move closer. I may find comfort here
I may find peace within the emptiness.
How pitiful.
(It's calling meee. 3x)
It's calling meeeeee
And in my darkest moment, fetal annnnd weeeeping.
The moon tells me a secret.
My confidant.
As full and bright as I am, this light is not my own
A million light reflections
pass over me
It's source is bright and endless. She resuscitates the hopeless.
Without her we are lifeless satellites driiiiiifting.
And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt
Don't want to peer down here serving my narcissism
I must crucify the ego before it's far too late
I pray the light lifts me out
(before I pine awaaaay. 3x)
pine away.
before I pine awaaaaaaaay.
So crucify the ego before it's far too late
To leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical
And you will come to find that we are all one mind
Capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable.
Just let the light touch you and let the words spill through
Just let them pass right through, bringing out our hope and reason.
before we pine away. pine away
before we pine away. pine away
before we pine away. pine away
before we piiiiiine away.
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The Nix™
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
Well I won't back down, no I won't back down
You can stand me up at the gates of heck
But I won't back down
Gonna stand my ground, won't be turned around
And Ill keep this world from draggin me down
Gonna stand my ground and I won't back down
Hey baby, there aint no easy way out
Hey I will stand my ground
And I won't back down.
Well I know whats right, I got just one life
In a world that keeps on pushin me around
But Ill stand my ground and I won't back down
Hey baby there aint no easy way out
Hey I will stand my ground
And I won't back down
No, I won't back down
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Zeonix
The Nix™
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
Wear your grudge like a crown of negativity.
Calculate what we will or will not tolerate.
Desperate to control all and everything.
Unable to forgive your scarlet lettermen.
Clutch it like a cornerstone. Otherwise it all comes down.
Justify denials and grip it to the lonesome end.
Clutch it like a cornerstone. Otherwise it all comes down.
Terrified of being wrong. Ultimatum prison cell.
Saturn ascends, choose one or ten. Hang on or be humbled agaiiiiin.
I'm born againnnn....
Clutch it like a cornerstone. Otherwise it all comes down.
Justify denials and grip 'em to the lonesome end.
Saturn ascends, comes round again.
Saturn ascends, the one, the ten. Ignorant to the damage dooooone.
Wear your grudge like a crown of negativity.
Calculate what you will or will not tolerate.
Desperate to control all and everything.
Unable to forgive your scarlet lettermen.
Wear the grudge like a crown.
Desperate to control.
Unable to forgive. And sinking deeper.
Defining, confining, sinking deeper.
Controlling, defining, and we're sinking deeper.
Saturn comes back around to show you everything
Let's you choose what you will not see and then
Drags you down like a stone or lifts you up again
Spits you out like a child, light and innocent.
Saturn comes back around. Lifts you up like a child
or drags you down like a stone to
Consume you till you choose tooooooo, let this goooooooo.
Choose tooooooo, let this gooooooo.
Give away the stone. Let the oceans take and transmutate this cold and fated anchor.
Give away the stone. Let the waters kiss and transmutate these leaden grudges into gold.
Let gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
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The Nix™
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
lloyd damnit. I condcede. You, sir, are the winner.
You'll be accepting my apology for taking things too seriously.
Sometimes I'm old enough to to keep routines,
sometimes I'm child enough to scream
for everything I broke in two,
You're barely missing me, I'm missing you and everything you do,
I really do, I really do, sure I do.
My once photographic memory for recollection's sake is failing me.
I can't remember for the life of me.
Sometimes I can think to recite words that I read and rewrite,
my pens paint people that I've proven wrong,
Sometimes I can think to recite words that I read and rewrite,
my pens paint people that I've proven wrong,
But we move on
Get a job where I can tell all of my accounts of someone else
I'm quick enough to judge that they were wrong and that we knew it all along
sing a long, long-winded song I would be content to hum along.
If I state that my fingers know where to show what everyone should have known,
I'll let it go.
Hopefully you'll forget that words that I put in print
my luck, you'll change and have strength enough to walk away
Sometimes I can think to recite words that I read and rewrite,
my pens paint people that I've proven wrong.
Sometimes I can think to recite words that I read and rewrite,
my pens paint people that I've proven wrong.
But we move on.
Sometimes I can think to recite words that I read and rewrite,
my pens paint people that I've proven wrong.
Sometimes I can think to recite words that I read and rewrite,
my pens paint people that I've proven wrong.
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Zeonix
The Nix™
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
I accept, trouser snake.
Living on the street shores
He didn't learn and wanted children
Said, "What is there left to stay alive for?"
He doesn't wanna see it...
He didn't wanna deal with it
Here they come, feelings that come as natural
Whatever left, he considered a loss, y'all
He doesn't wanna see it...
Running away, getting some kinda cure
"What is there left to keep him alive?" she said
Give him your love, give him your love to save him
Give him your love, give him your love to save him
Give him your love, give him your love to save him
Don't run away, give him your love to save him
Give him your love, give him your love to save him
Give him your love...
You can kill the revolutionary
But you can't kill the revolution
[Zach & Maynard screaming 2x:]
You can kill the revolutionary
But you can't kill the revolution
Lies, negative indoctrination of our good selves
Promote feelings of such hopelessness, powerlessness
Suicide or a slower death from addiction
seemed to be the only way to stop the pain
Running...
Lies, negative indoctrination of our good selves
Promote feelings of such hopelessness, powerlessness
Suicide or a slower death from addiction
seemed to be the only way to stop the pain
Suicide seemed to be the only way to stop the pain
Suicide seemed to be the only way to stop the pain
You can kill the revolutionary
But you can't kill the revolution
[Zach & Maynard screaming 4x:]
You can kill the revolutionary
But you can't kill the revolution
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LionHeart
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
Icarus wrote : Holy poo I can't beleive I slept through this all...
Seconded.
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