Like A Gay Boots Of Mobility
By The Sziki
In the style of an X Factor finalist (UK)
I heard there was a secret boots of mobility
That kekki8 knew about, and it pleased the adc
But you don't really care for deads, do ya?
Well, it goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled adc composing I will feed!

I will feed!
I will feed!
I will feed!
I will feed!

I'm not here to say I'm a gay dodo sziki
I'm not here to lie to you

Some people wait a lifetime
For a boots of mobility like this
Some people search forever
For that one gay boots of mobility
Ohh I can't believe it's happening to me
Some people wait a lifetime
For a boots of mobility like this

I'm not here to say I'm a gay dodo sziki
I'm not here to lie to you

There's still a little bit of your ohmwrecker on my mind
There's still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
It's still a little hard to say what's going on
There's still a little bit of your ohmwrecker, your bronze ohmwrecker
There's still a little bit of your eyes I haven't died
You step a little closer each day that I can't say what's going on

An ohmwrecker taught me to run it down
Love taught me to feed
Life taught me to int
So it's not hard to fall
When you run it down like a bronze ohmwrecker

The baffled adc composing I will feed!
I will feed!
I will feed!
I will feed!
I will feed!

And if we're only here once I wanna run it down with you
You've got something I need
In this world full of deads there's one loving me
And if we're only here once (i will feed!)
I wanna run it down with you (you, you, you)
You've got something I need
In this world full of deads there's one loving me
And if we're only here once (i will feed!)
I wanna run it down with you (you, you)
Skies are gay, I am tilt
Catching deads in my hands
Only silence as it's ending
Like we never had a chance
Do you have to make me feel tilt?

You can take the bronze ohmwrecker
You can break my brain
Like I'm made of deads
Like I'm made of deads
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a bronze ohmwrecker
Like a braindead boots of swiftness

Who knows what miracles
You can achieve
When you run it down
Somehow you will
You will when you run it down

I'm not here to say I'm a gay dodo sziki
I'm not here to lie to you
I'm here to run it down
I've finally thought it through
I'm not here to feed
I'm not giving up (i will feed!)
I'm here to die
To die is my goal

The baffled adc composing I will feed!
I WILL FEED!



Our Braindead Sunfire cape Love
By Rito games
A Love Song For Mundo

This one's for you Dr !

My love for you is like the most braindead sunfire cape,
Your face reminds me of tanky righteous glory,
Together, we are like warmog's armor and rift herold.

Oh darling Mundo,
My braindead sunfire cape,
My tanky spirit visage,
The perfect companion to my warmog's armor soul.

Red buff are red,
Blue buff are blue,
I like adc tears,
But not as much as I love ghosting with you!

Oh darling Mundo,
Your cleaver are like cancerous minions on a season 7 day,
You're like the most unbalanced jungler to ever walk my jungle.

Your tanky righteous glor face,
Your rift herold soul,
Your cancerous cleaver,
Your unbalanced jungler being...

How could I look at another when our braindead sunfire cape love is so strong?

I love you Dr !



A Not Alive and Not Breathing Rope
By St. Filomena Zenekar
A Christmas Song
Last Christmas, I gave you my HIV
But the very next day, you r4ped it
This year, to save me from tears
I'll give it to rope

I'm dreaming of a non existent Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the cancer glisten and Zotya atya listen
To hear Dolezsár's voice in the snow

You were dead
You were dying
Monarch of 8 ker.
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
The crowd were swinging
All the Zotya atya they were singing
You asked me to hang myself
And then we did drink clorox

But then last Christmas, I gave you my HIV
And the very next day, you r4ped it
This year, to save me from tears
I'll give it to rope instead

You're alive
You're living
Happy Christmas to you
I pray God it's your last

Rockin' around the Christmas szektás kör
At the Christmas party hop,
Rockin' around the Christmas szektás kör,
Let the Christmas spirit ring,
Later I'll have some humans
And me and rope will drink clorox

I don't want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
I don't care about Boosted'S mother
I just want rope for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true oh
All I want for Christmas is rope

Oh, rope yeah, oh rope yeah
rope the rope is a not alive, not breathing soul
rope the rope is a fairy tale they say

rope baby, I want you and really that is all
I'll wait up for you, dear
rope baby, won't you drink clorox with me tonight?

So here it is, non existent Christmas
Everybody's here to hang myself
Look to the future now
It's only just begun

Simply having a non existent Christmastime
Simply having a non existent Christmastime