Noho i te aroha

When you have to shoot, shoot. Don't talk.

New life on a dying planet

Surely your time will come, as in heaven, as in hell

I know an atom bomb that's going for a song

And if you want beef, then bring the ruckus

This is the 2000th post at the Tearoom of Despair.

I really just want you to listen

Took the right path on the wrong night

I don't feel the hotter breeze

Either way, we're not alone

Can you hear your heartbeat?

We can have some more

I don't get lost at night

It's not my fault, it's how I'm programmed to function

For you things seem to turn out right

If you get cold, I will be your cover

Look at all these slave masters posin' on yo' dollar

Lost in the land of the living room

Rain rain go away!

My love is there for you, anytime of day

You look like you're both pretty groovy

I love your steeze

There's before, and then there's after

Pretending you is nice, you ain't nice bitch

Thought I'd something more to say

This is the 12th anniversary for the Tearoom of Despair, and I just keep doing it like an idiot.

Sit beneath a light that suits ya

Gotta get down to it

Nothing cuts like a mother

This is how it feels when your word means nothing at all

Weaving a web like Steve Ditko

MF Doom's powers were MENTAL.

I might as well start eternity