Bleed it out by Linkin ParkYeah here we go for the hundredth time Hand grenade pins in every line Throw 'em up and let something shine Going out of my fucking mindBleed it out by Linkin Park by Seerlover233
Filthy mouth, no excuse Find a new place to hang this noose String me up from atop these roofs Knot it tight so I won't get loose
Truth is you can stop and stare Run myself out and no one cares Dug a trench out, laid down there With a shovel up out of reach somewhere
Yeah someone pour it in Make it a dirt dance floor again Say your prayers and stomp it out When they bring that chorus in
I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away I bleed it out, digging deeper just to throw it away Just to throw it away, just to throw it away
I bleed it out, go, stop the show Choppy words in a sloppy flow Shotgun, I pull, lock and load Cock it back and then watch it go
Mama help me I've been cursed Death is rolling in every verse Candy paint on his brand new Hearse Can't contain him he knows he works
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Protect You Part 2Festus blinked and yawned, stretching out on the pad. He clicked and tilted his head to the side, confused. Something felt weird. His eyes widened as he saw pink hands instead of golden metal feet. He sat down with difficulty, unsure how to use this new body. He looked down at himself, pinching the soft fabric of his golden t-shirt between his forefinger and thumb. What happened? Was this a dream? This did not compute.
Festus flexed his fingers, marveling at the didgets. Why did he have these? Where did they come from? Festus was an animatronic dragon. He didn’t have fingers or pink flesh with little brown spots on it, and he didn’t wear clothes or shoes.
“You’re awake,” a voice said gruffly.
Festus lifted his head, looking at the man who had spoken. Festus instantly recognized him as Hephaestus. Any animatronic ever built knew who Hephaestus was. It was just something they knew automatically, like how to access their hard-drive for in
Creepypasta OC Bio SheetCreepypasta-Misery: A little Original Character Bio Sheet for the Proxies/Pastas out there. (mainly for people like me who can’t draw their Reference Sheets because I lack the talent ;-; but anyone can use this)
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