From Fang, to Seraphs.
你 don't know how sick 你 make me
你 make me sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you, I puke
你 must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
你 may not think 你 do, but 你 do
Every time I think of 你 I puke
I was gonna take the time to sit down and write 你 a little poem
But off of the dome would probably be a little more, 更多 suitable for this type of song--whoa
I got a million reasons off the 最佳, 返回页首 of my head that I could think of
Sixteen bars, this ain't enough to put some ink ta
So dump it, I'ma start right here I'll just be brief I'm
Bout to rattle off some of the reasons
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
I can't believe I went and did this stupid stuff again
If 你 only knew how much I hated you
For every thing 你 ever put us through
Boo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-who
你 don't know how sick 你 make me
你 make me sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you, I puke
你 must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
你 may not think 你 do, but 你 do
Every time I think of 你 I puke
I was gonna take the time to sit down and write 你 a little letter
But I thought a song would probably be a little better
Instead of a letter
That you'd probably just shred up--yeah
I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made me stop and think of
How much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink ta, a stupid piece a
Paper, I'd rather let 你 see how
Much I hate 你 in a freestyle
I hope 你 get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye
I hate your guts, I hope 你 die
Di-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-ie
But please don't get me wrong, I'm not 苦 或者 mad
It's just that when I think of you, it makes me wanna
Yack-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-ack
What else can I do, I haven't got a clue
Now I guess I'll just 移动 on, I have no choice but to
But every time I think of 你 now, I'll I wanna do
Is pu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uke
你 don't know how sick 你 make me
你 make me sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you, I puke
你 must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
你 may not think 你 do, but 你 do
Every time I think of you, I puke
I think that pretty much settles it.
BTW THIS IS EMIN3M "Puke"
你 don't know how sick 你 make me
你 make me sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you, I puke
你 must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
你 may not think 你 do, but 你 do
Every time I think of 你 I puke
I was gonna take the time to sit down and write 你 a little poem
But off of the dome would probably be a little more, 更多 suitable for this type of song--whoa
I got a million reasons off the 最佳, 返回页首 of my head that I could think of
Sixteen bars, this ain't enough to put some ink ta
So dump it, I'ma start right here I'll just be brief I'm
Bout to rattle off some of the reasons
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
I can't believe I went and did this stupid stuff again
If 你 only knew how much I hated you
For every thing 你 ever put us through
Boo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-who
你 don't know how sick 你 make me
你 make me sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you, I puke
你 must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
你 may not think 你 do, but 你 do
Every time I think of 你 I puke
I was gonna take the time to sit down and write 你 a little letter
But I thought a song would probably be a little better
Instead of a letter
That you'd probably just shred up--yeah
I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made me stop and think of
How much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink ta, a stupid piece a
Paper, I'd rather let 你 see how
Much I hate 你 in a freestyle
I hope 你 get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye
I hate your guts, I hope 你 die
Di-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-ie
But please don't get me wrong, I'm not 苦 或者 mad
It's just that when I think of you, it makes me wanna
Yack-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-ack
What else can I do, I haven't got a clue
Now I guess I'll just 移动 on, I have no choice but to
But every time I think of 你 now, I'll I wanna do
Is pu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uke
你 don't know how sick 你 make me
你 make me sick to my stomach
Every time I think of you, I puke
你 must just not know--whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
你 may not think 你 do, but 你 do
Every time I think of you, I puke
I think that pretty much settles it.
BTW THIS IS EMIN3M "Puke"
Height: 6'7
Weight: 95 pounds
Eyes: Red.
Hair: Black
Weapons: Pistol, hidden dagger.
History: Raised 由 the joker and abonded 由
parents. Joker taught her evil, but she realized it was wrong and refused to continue. She still keeps close with him and visits him in jail. She joined the team and loved it. She had a demon haunting her and everyone got fed up. She walked away from it all before it went any futher. She has taken the path of evil. Her hair turned black and her eyes are permenently red from the hate she feels.
Powers: Teleportation, Flight(Wings), levetation, transformaition(Humans and animals.)
Skills: Good with guns.
Civies: Black turtleneck and jeans.
'Stume: Black turtleneck dress and 项链 with keys symbolising being the keeper of hell.