Pay To Cum - Skankin' Pickle

I make decisions with precision

Lost inside this manned collision

Just to see that what to be is

Perfectly my fantasy

I came to know with now dismay

That in this world we all must pay

Pay to write, pay to play, pay to cum, pay to fight!

And all in time

With just our minds

We soon will find what’s left behind

Not long ago when things were slow

We all got by with what we know

The end is near

Hearts filled with fear

Don’t want to listen to what they hear

And so it’s now we choose to fight

To stick up for our bloody right

The right to ring, the right to dance, the right to dance

The right is ours… we'll take the chance!

A PEACE TOGETHER

A Piece apart

A piece of wisdom

From our hearts