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-Payable On Death-
Anyone like P.O.D.? What's your favorite song and why?
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-Sui's and Helpers-
I don't know why it has to be me out of all people. Why not those damn church people? Why not the parents? Why am I the one who has to be told by some fuck-nut that they're going to kill themselves. As If I'm gonna say otherwise. It'll be one less pain-in-the ass gone out of my life. The people who really want to commit suicide, as weak-minded as it is, will just do it without hesitation or without advertisement. The people that DO advertise it have a desperate need for attention. I mean....GOD! Why the fuck do they just walk up to you and say. "My life is shit....I'm gonna kill myself...." Then, they stand there waiting for a response. But don't get me wrong...they aren't the only problem. It's those fucking good samaritans that are just as much of a pain in the ass as the sui's. Always doing what is right thinking that they should be praised for it. god I hate them just as much. Always being nosy and irritable with their: "whats wrong?" "how can I help." and when you tell them to fuck off they don't take the hint. So, what I do is punch them in the gut..I don't care if they are bugging my friend, my neighbor, or me they are fucking annoying.
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-Time-
"Do you have the time?"
Why the fuck would some random ass-hole I dont know ask me if I have the time? As if I am it's personal keeper. You know what I say to these lucky individuals. "No, I don't have the time. I think the military does....they keep in locked up in a tower some-where."
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-Condoms-
A man walks into a store with his son. He and his son happen to walk by the condoms when the son asks. "What are these dad?"
As he looks closely at the package he blatantly answers. "Why those are condoms son."
"Why are there 3 dad?"
"Well those are for high schoolers son. One for friday, one for Saturday, & one for Sunday."
As the son goes to put the package down, he notices another and shows it to his father.
"Why does this one have 6 dad?"
"Those are for collage boys son. Two for Friday, two for Saturday, & two for Sunday."
"WOW! There are 12 in this one!" The son exclaims as he grabs the last package on the shelf. "Who are these for!?"
"Well son...those are for married-men like me...one for January, one for February ..."
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-P.O.D. Youth of the nation-
-I have always loved this fucken song..it's deep man-
The last day of the rest of my life
I wish i would've known,
Cause i would've kissed my mama goodbye
I didn't tell her that i loved her and how much i care
Or thank my pops for all the talks,
And all the wisdom he shared
Unaware, I just did what i always do
Everyday, the same routine
Before I skate off to school
Who knew that this day wasn't like the rest
Instead of taking the test,
I took two to the chest
Call me blind, but I didn't see it coming
Everybody was running
But I couldn't hear nothing
Except gun blasts, it happened so fast
I didn't really know this kid
Though I sit by him in class
Maybe this kid was reaching out for love
Or maybe for a moment,
He forgot who he was.
Or maybe this kid just wanted to be hugged
Whatever it was,
I know it's because
We are, we are.... the youth of the nation
We are, we are.... youth of the nation
We are, we are.... the youth of the nation
We are, we are.... youth of the nation
Little suzy, she was only twelve
She was given the whirl
With every chance to excel
Hang with the boys and hear the stories they tell
She might act kind of proud
But no respect for herself
She finds love in all the wrong places
The same situations
Just with different faces
Changed up her pace since her daddy left her
Too bad he never told her
She deserved much better.
Johnny boy always played the fool
He broke all the rules
So you would think he was cool
He was never really one of the guys
No matter how hard he tried
Often thought of suicide
It's kind of hard when you ain't got no friends
He put his life to an end
They might remember him then
You cross the line and there's no turning back
Told the world how he felt
With the sound of a gat
We are, we are.... the youth of the nation
We are, we are.... youth of the nation
We are, we are.... the youth of the nation
We are, we are.... youth of the nation
Who's to blame for the lives that tragedies claim
No matter what you say
It don't take away the pain
That i feel inside, i'm tired of all the lies
Don't nobody know why
It's the blind leading the blind
I guess that's the way the story goes
Will it ever make sense
Somebody's got to know
There's got to be more to life than this
There's got to be more to everything
I thought exists
We are, we are.... the youth of the nation
We are, we are.... youth of the nation
We are, we are.... the youth of the nation
We are, we are.... youth of the nation
For the music video of P.O.D.'s Youth Of The Nation: Go to http://www.youtube.c om/watch?v=4KQNx5bBM Kc
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