The Wonderful World of Whitney
haven't you always wanted a hookah?
 
 
Home | Have a toke of Jeajuana | wHiTtAnEy'S cRaNiUm | AFI | Song Of The Week | ThEoRiEs | My ShRiNe To DaVe GrOhL | Contact Me - - You Know You Want To!!

this is me with the words on the tip of my tongue, and my eye through the scope, down the barrel of a gun, remind me not to ever think of you again

I have moved the "What's New" bullshit thing to the page "Whittaney's Cranium".  Just thought you might like to know.

. . . OR you could go to my spiffy new web-journal thing here.

I fancy you
But I've been destitute
And all I know dissolved
I could never reundo you
I will always say it's so
I will always speak the truth
Descend into a noose
Could never reundo you

I want to bury you
I want to bury you

Vultures circle around
Feathers float, wings flap, beaks pound
And though my hearts exposed
I could never reundo you
I will always bleed the truth
I will always speak
And know I was sent to cut you loose
I will never reundo you

I want to bury you
I want to bury you
I want to bury you
I want to bury you

Dismantle me
Dismantle me
Dismantle me
Dismantle me

It’s warm and humid on Swanson Street
And the air is filled with electricity
And the sky is deeper than a dream
And the sky is deeper than a

Dismantle Me
Dismantle Me
Dismantle Me

And the sky is deeper than a dream
And the sky is deeper than a dream

Please be sure to get in touch and let me know what you think of my site.

NaMe:
E-MaIL aDdReSs:
CoMmEnTs:
  

Horizonsbanner.gif

last_days_wings.jpg