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Instrumental: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WpeXpd6qsCE
Ted was misled as a child
He watched him Mom shoot up and Dad his walk out
Without anyone to talk about how he felt he bowed his head
Wishing for a day where he could fly instead of drown
He’d cry to his Mom to please put the pipe down
She’d reply life’s too stressful and this is my way out
He witnessed fist full of pills make their way into her mouth
One day he tried to take them away but she just hit em and shouted
You little prick! How dare you throw my last fix out
She packed Teds bags n threw him out of the house
Told him a sixteen old boy can find his own joy now
But it was cold in the south of Detroit, his pain numbed from the frost
He wasn’t even employed, he became homeless and lost
He turned thief to fill voids, showing chrome when crossed
Pursuing reefer and pills avoiding the home that he lost
He’d light his blunt up and sing his moms same song
(Chorus)
Ted began to deal anything he got his hands on
Started sniffing yayo so he could remain calm
Living selling Cane stones killing Able pained domes
Feeling hateful through the rain he drained alone
A stain was grown that then changed his love for life
He took drugs every night in spite with thugs despite
The flood raising its height, He started losing his light
Inside his mind he was moving the right way
But that was just the addiction taking hold of his plays
His mind became molded like clay not to stay sober
Now instead of getting paid he was just a heavy smoker
All ways ready to dust a boulder,
Thinking about his mom, **** someone must have told her by now
That he was addicted to crack, somehow smack gave him his protection
He went out and bought needles with lethal injections
Blocking evil with peaceful gleeful perceptions
Needful to heroin his vessels recurred narrowing as he heard the Devil echoing
(Chorus)
Instrumental: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m436cKfn1pU
Out of sight, out of mind,
out of time, to decided.
Do we run?
Should I hide?
For the rest, of my life.
x2
Sarah was a little girl without care in the world
Till her daddy died she cried visions swirled curled against her Mom
Holding palms to keep her calm tears leaked down both her cheeks
She didn’t speak for weeks except for shrieks she made while she was asleep
She kept discrete dealing with her feelings kneeling praying for any kind of healing
Hoping her daddy was hearing not knowing her Mom heard her through the ceiling
It killed her seeing her daughter grieving so she got back into dating making
Attempt’s to find a husband but found no one that could replace the space
Of Sarah’s father but they were blazing through their dollars, it was hard raising a toddler alone
They had to file for loans just to keep on their phone, they started becoming all bone
They couldn’t afford good food, Sarah’s Mom whored stripping nude to pay their dues
She started talking to clients and met an appliance man named Dan
Who asked for her hand with a wedding band and she said yes as Sarah fell to stress
Out of sight, out of mind,
out of time, to decided.
Do we run?
Should I hide?
For the rest, of my life.
x2
Dan was a ticking time bomb always abusing Sarah’s Mom
She would vomit in disgust that she had fallen for his trust
He was in it for lust but she needed him for bills
Sarah would get the chills watching her dig in the pill bottle
What a model for a child Sarah no longer smiled
all the while at school she felt isolated and degraded
That her Mom affiliated with a person that she hated
Sarah persuaded her Mom that they needed to move on
So upon getting home they packed up all of their things
Then the door bell rang it was Dan he had forgot his key
He looked through the window saw the bags and screamed violently
Don’t you dare ******* leave! He covered his fist over with his sleeve
Punched out the glass then went niave grasping the neck of his wife
Sarah was shocked in fright watching him stop her life
She quickly darted grabbing a knife and started stabbing it into his wind pipe
Out of sight, out of mind,
out of time, to decided.
Do we run?
Should I hide?
For the rest, of my life.
x2

http://www.usatoday.com/news/nation/stor…
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CHARLESTON, W.Va. (AP) – Hackers affiliated with the Anonymous hacking group obtained more than 150 police officers’ personal information from an old website for the West Virginia Chiefs of Police Association and posted it online.
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William Roper, the association’s president, told the Charleston Gazette the FBI is investigating. Roper is also the police chief of Ranson, W.Va.
Roper said a group called CabinCr3w hacked the website Monday and obtained the home addresses, home phone numbers and cellphone numbers of current and retired police chiefs. The association has a new website but members’ information was stored on the old website’s database.
“It’s a tragedy someone was able to hack our website and obtain information that is useful to our members,” Roper said.
In an online message by CabinCr3w addressed to “citizens of West Virginia,” the hacking group says it has been monitoring cases of police brutality.
“We are here to remind you that we the taxpayers pay your exorbitant salaries, and those salaries of your officers,” the message says. “Your job is to protect and serve, not brutalize the very people that pay your wages. Muzzle your dogs of war, or we will expose more of your sensative (sic) information.”

http://www.usatoday.com/news/nation/stor…
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CHARLESTON, W.Va. (AP) – Hackers affiliated with the Anonymous hacking group obtained more than 150 police officers’ personal information from an old website for the West Virginia Chiefs of Police Association and posted it online.
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William Roper, the association’s president, told the Charleston Gazette the FBI is investigating. Roper is also the police chief of Ranson, W.Va.
Roper said a group called CabinCr3w hacked the website Monday and obtained the home addresses, home phone numbers and cellphone numbers of current and retired police chiefs. The association has a new website but members’ information was stored on the old website’s database.
“It’s a tragedy someone was able to hack our website and obtain information that is useful to our members,” Roper said.
In an online message by CabinCr3w addressed to “citizens of West Virginia,” the hacking group says it has been monitoring cases of police brutality.
“We are here to remind you that we the taxpayers pay your exorbitant salaries, and those salaries of your officers,” the message says. “Your job is to protect and serve, not brutalize the very people that pay your wages. Muzzle your dogs of war, or we will expose more of your sensative (sic) information.”

Ok, lets get right to the point… I was at school and my mom went shopping, I came home and she showed me this pretty dress she bought me, I HATE it, it will make me look like im 6 years old, and im 13, She says I have to wear it. She got it on sale, thats why, anyway, do you think its to young…
http://www.kohls.com/upgrade/webstore/product_page.jsp?PRODUCT%3C%3Eprd_id=845524892907393&mr:trackingCode=C6478D41-9B3C-E111-8D66-001517B188A2&mr:referralID=NA&prtID=pfx&src=k108283&cm_mmc=Performics-_-Affiliate-_-ShopStyle.com-_-Primary <—- url, just copy and paste to see it
, most people say it is from the kids department, Yes, it is, I have bought a few things in juniors before, I think my mom is having a hard time not being able to buy little girl clothes for her only little girl…(have 2 older brothers, im the little sister =)…) Anyway, i love the idea of fixing it up, but, is there a way to do that without cutting it..ty

I don’t know what to do! For these past few months at night, while I’m listening to the BBC, as I will do at home, because I like schedules, and suddenly the urge to convert to christianity will overcome me.
As far as I’m able to deduce, it is possible that as opposed to pressing a Carrier in law, I am to forgo law school and attend seminary instead.
I love history and I am a political science major. I know next to nothing about religion.
When I was a little younger, like 17, I wanted to be a minister. My nickname was the most high reverend and I would do funny things like bless people at debate tournaments. Now 7 years later I find myself wanting to embrace god again. The only reason I don’t do that is because I wouldn’t be sure what to do the next day. As in ‘what are the rules I would follow?” Type thing. I also have no social support, at all, because I’ve lost all of my friends since I was 17. I live with my parents and am a 2.5 gpa student, not spectacular. Also, I’m very shy and I”m not so sure what kind of a minister I would make because I’m not good in group settings Although I am a master orator. So, in conclusion, I don’t know is this the normal process by which god calls one to the ministry? What do I do next? Why would god call me?