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TWIN PEAKS

S02 E09 Arbitrary Law

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It’s finally here!  My attempt at animating the ending of the Tokyo Ghoul manga. I hope you all enjoy it! 

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Sie ist so faszinierend, sie raubt mir den Verstand

Einfach alles an ihr, vom Kopf bis zum Gewand

Ich halte einmal inne und nehme ihre Hand

Ich kenne das Gefühl doch sie ist so unbekannt

Ich spüre die connection unsere souls sind verwandt

Denke ich mit dem Kopf oder einfach mit meim schwanz?

Wir trafen uns durch Zufall, an sowas glaubt sie nicht

Wusste sofort sie ist besonders, beim ersten Augenblick

Unbeschreiblich, wenn man ihr in die Augen blickt

Ich fühle mich am Leben, sie gibt mir diesen kick

Halt kurz inne und frag mich ist das alles nur ein trick?

Vielleicht nicht vielleicht schon, ich geb keinen fick

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alprozalam

I don't give a fuck about you

Don't give a fuck about me

Don't give a fuck what I eat

Don't don't give a fuck if you leave

Don't give fuck up blowing leaves

Smoking on kush og

Boutta get smoked you see

Got too many pills on me

Got too many pills in me

Wonder what it kills in me

Don't worry bout shit

It brings out the chills in me

wanna die on that hill you see

Pills give me that chilling breeze

Heart so cold I'm about to freeze

but These Drugs are letting me breathe

I can't stop it's like a disease

Thought I was alright, got you deceived

Pop another pill, giving me peace

Chilling with shawty she a lil freak

She don't want nothing she just want me

Climbing on top of me assassin's Creed

Rolling a blackwood smoking on weed

This Life is full ofnothing, what I belive

But you're alright and I'm relieved

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Ich fühl mich gut, hör humanoid erotica

Chille mit eim shwaty, ich glaub sie heißt Veronika

Wir viben hart und ich trippe hart,

High von von der Xanax bar

Sie ist cute doch ich wiil eine kleopatra

Und ich bin ein ally, support diesen genderwahn

Ich bin black und slim, so wie dieser ender Mann

Boy dein style ist trash, du musst was verändern man

Ich Schau dich an und frag mich wie man so vollenden kann

Und ich take die drugs, ich wart auf diesen Sensenmann

Und der boy ist cute, ich zeig ihm was ich mit meinen Händen kann

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Um deine Schulter leg ich meinen Arm

Stille, ich spür es ist warm

Mit dir muss ich nichtmal etwas zarn

Lieb jedes Stück von dir, lieb jeden Zahn

Sind verbunden, du spieltst mit meinen Haaren

Und es fühlt sich an als ob wir niemals waren

Mit dir fühlts sich an wie mit psychadelischischen Waren

Ich kann weinen und du musst gar nichts sagen

Verstehe nicht wie ich mich fühle an so welchen Tagen

Kann ich dieses Gefühl weiter in mir tragen?

Sollte ich mich jemals wieder an die Liebe wagen?

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Jaden I see you're heart broken to the core

Spending every single day face buried to the floor

Couldn't take another pill so you smoked some more

This ain't a competition, why keep track of the score

Can't call her names she's not a bitch or a whore

And everytime you text her, you just loose some more

You made your sacrifices, but she's not in debt

And you're well alive, but wish you were dead

It was a beautiful feeling, now everything that's left

Is her saying "sorry" that she wishes you the best

It's time to move on and look into the present

You and her didn't work, you felt like a peasant

Is it her that you miss, or is it not the feeling

Sky is the limit, you're barley at the ceiling

You're in pain right now, but that's a part of healing

A new you is waiting, but you gotta be peeling

The skin of the old you,

remember what I told you

Pain trying hard to fold you

She never gonna hold you

Like that again

Love fake like a mannequin

If she never loved you back, why does it matter then

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RIP to Nika she was just seventeen

RIP to Nika she'll keep living in our dreams

Rest in peace girl, got too high of them beans

Now she's under earth and I cant really beleive

Why on earth did God allow her to leave

She was just getting drunk getting high of them leaves

Now she's a memory and that's all she'll ever be

Still trying to process cuz I can't really relive

This feeling, like it could have been happening to me

I remember being a stupid dumbass when I was nineteen

4 years later am still an addict, doing bad as you can see

I love these drugs so much there ain't nothing else for me

Woke up the same morning, it was rip to peep

And then I still got high, like a dumbass in the same scene

So say it out again, cuz I can't rellay believe

RIP to Nika she was just seventeen

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Can't really describe how much I miss you

(miss you)

The only reason for my life: it is you

(is you)

I don't really care about our issues

(issues)

Just wanna be by your side, wanna be with you

(with you)

And all I ever wanna do is kiss you

(kiss you)

And I never hate, could never diss you

(diss you)

Sometimes I wanna cry, grab me a tissue

(tissue)

Hold me by your heart, oh how I miss you

(miss you)

I could kill for you, grab me a pistol

(pistol)

Baby you're a diamond, you're a crystal

(crystal)

Baby you're a diamond, I could die for you

(die for you)

Your life over mine, it's not hard to chose

(hard to chose)

Babe you are so sexy, got this hard ass shoes

(Hard ass shoes)

You're not easy to find, hope you're hard to loose

(hard to loose)

And I ain't got nothing but my heart to loose

(heart to loose)

You got a heart with scars, I know it's hard for you

(hard for you)

You got a heart with scars, you got trust issues

(issues)

I could be your man, could be your Miss too

(miss too)

Imma say it out again, baby I miss you

(miss you)

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Ich will mich ihr ergeben

Mich in ihre Arme legen

Mit ihr zusammen streben

Nach Glück

zu zweit ein Leben

Sich gegen seitig pflegen

Sich streiten und vergeben

Ich kann es nie erleben

Denn sie will anders leben

Als Freunde einfach eben

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i think men should spend less time emphasising that victims of sexual assault/harassment are their sister/mother/wives/friends etc. and more time thinking about how the perpetrators of these crimes are their brothers/fathers/sons/friends etc.

stop emphasising your relationship to the victim to victimise yourself and instead emphasise your responsibility to hold the men around you accountable.

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Du hast mich nur genutzt

Hast meine feeling zerstört

Jetzt sitz ich weinden im Bus

Hoff das mich niemand hört

Du gabst mir diesen kuss

Die andren waren empört

Bin ne so dumme Nuss

Hoff dass du mich endlich hörst

Gib mir den letzten Schuss

Die Pille ist in meim Körper

Bin halt viel zu gestört

Kontrollier nicht die Wörter

Unterschiedliche bars

Unterschiedliche Körper

Immer die selbe Geschichte

Tief verletztende Wörter

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I'm in need of a love life

That's when I live ooh

Need someone to take from

Need someone to give to

I know this life is hard

I know she's been missued

Hanging round the wrong guys

Now he got trust issues

Latley I could barley cry

Can't grad me a tissue

I wanna be somebody's man

She could be my miss too

We could do the dirty talk

I could blow his whistle

Until he is shooting out

Straight like a mistle

And after we did all that shit

Please give me a kiss too

Need a girl to hang with

Texting me I miss you

Tell me I'm the only one

Asking me it is true?

But from now let's have some fun

And be each other's bitch too

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Jaden I see you're heart broken to the core

Spending every single day face buried to the floor

Couldn't take another pill so you smoked some more

This ain't a competition, why keep track of the score

Can't call her names she's not a bitch or a whore

And everytime you text her, you just loose some more

You made your sacrifices, but she's not in debt

And you're well alive, but wish you were dead

It was a beautiful feeling, now everything that's left

Is her saying "sorry" that she wishes you the best

It's time to move on and look into the present

You and her didn't work, you felt like a peasant

Is it her that you miss, or is it not the feeling

Sky is the limit, you're barley at the ceiling

You're in pain right now, but that's a part of healing

A new you is waiting, but you gotta be peeling

The skin of the old you,

remember what I told you

Pain trying hard to fold you

She never gonna hold you

Like that again

Love fake like a mannequin

If she never loved you back, why does it matter then

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I guess it's just one of these nights

I went through a hard fight for the last 2 weeks

But since yesterday I've felt quite different

Yet I can't say I feel at peace

I know the world's not at peace either

But everything surrounding me seems quite peaceful

It is the internal world which is out of order

With everyday passing I feel like I'm connecting to my past self

The one who wasn't there for the last year

And I've been wishing to go back to the past too often

Even though I know you can never get something if you want to too much

And I don't even know what I cherish so much about it

Because I hardly remember the good ol days

It's the pain which keeps me coming back

When my father died

When my sister ran away

When I was being manipulated and abused

I was just a torn soul

my confidence was so low I was too ashamed to look at myself in the mirror

And I know times have changed and so have I

Still I feel so connected to you

I've been switching between personas for the last years but my true persona is in a deep sleep

I don't want to wake him up yet

Because I know he will open scars that I'm not ready to process yet

And still he's waiting for us.

And I don't quite understand what I'm saying

Maybe it's because my body never sleeps

But how can I sleep when I only ever seem to develop late at night?

When I feel like the world stops for a while and I can finally introspect

Truth is I'm scared, always

Scared of rejection, scared to get hurt again, scared of deception

And still I know I'm the only person who ever rejects himself

You know that feeling when you just want to go a different path all along

In my mind I still glorify many different lifes

Different possibilities different friends another layer of being understood

And still it's only ever myself who refuses to be understood

I don't hide what I like but so often it feels like I can't find another person to share those thoughts with

Maybe that's just how it's supposed to be?

Or maybe nothing is ever supposed to be a certain way, the world in itself remains uncertain, circumstances change, so does my body, my mind

The only ever remaining thing is my true self, the silent observer

It gives me a sense of continuity, but I've had so many times when I stopped my self from continuing on my path

So I always searched for a way out and the ones that I've found ended up hurting me more than my path ever could

Isn't it ironic how those times when I strayed of my true path have become an irreversible part of my path now?

Can I really say that I've strayed when I needed to learn those lessons?

But the truth remains, I learned the lessons yet I'm more than ready to repeat the same mistakes over and over again

I heard insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting things to change

But it feels like things only ever change WHEN I do these mistakes

So I have to make a decision tomorrow and I don't know what to do

Because my gut feeling tells me not to do it but I want to because what else am I supposed to do?

I don't like this question in itself though.

"What am I supposed to do?" It feels like I'm looking for a purpose, yet I belive my life has no purpose.

I keep saying I don't belive in God but when I look back, it hasn't been that long ago when I was trying to reach out to him.

Am I trying to reach out to him right now?

A part of me wants to, but another part is scared of submission. Of giving up control and being deceived again and again.

When I think about it, it's not God who I'm scared of, it's the people telling me they know him. In a way I'm not scared of God, im scared of the words of people claiming they know him.

I'm scared of lies, scared of submission.

And I can't stop writing these poems because what else am I supposed to do? Sleep?? No I don't like sleep.

I remember right after the breakup, my mother told me

I don't like it when people help me.

Never heard truer words.

But why don't I like it? Maybe because I've been used to needing help all my life?

Because I've been used to relying on others for happiness instead of finding it withing myself.

But finding happiness within oneself means being alone and I hate being alone but I love being alone.

That's the things I have morals but they are so conflicted, when I put all of them next to each other, then they don't make any sense.

And then again maybe the mistake is trying to make it make sense? I'm hardly the only hypocrite on this planet. Yet I judge myself so hard for it.

I think I'm going to turn to philosophy for answers.

And I do need to sleep, because soon the next battle is going to start and I need to be prepared.

So good night Jaden, Good night Seban good night Robert, good night Sebi.

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Why your plug don't answer his phone 😫😫😫😫

My plug don't answer his phone

Last message has been too long

All my drugs are already gone

Wanna be high and this feels so wrong

Wanna take a pill don't need to rip your bong

When I smoke, Eyes Chinese like I'm from Hong Kong (OK that's actually really offensive on multiple levels)

Don't preach being sober, bro that's the wrong song

Got a side hitta, I swear his dong too long

When I take these pills I'm way to gone

When I take these pills don't care if right or wrong

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Ich tats und ich fand es Grauselig

sonst hätt ich nicht den Rausch gekriegt

Kein benehmen, wurde Raus gekickt

Aber diese Lektion Brauchte ich

Aber trotzdem bin ich aus Augetickt

Ich gebe zu es war Des Krautes wegen

Nimm den puff er gibt mir Einen segen

Ich tat das damals Deineswegens

Doch inzwischen ist es Mein erleben

Ich probiere es doch sehe Kein Ergebnis

noch einen puff ich muss Weiter schweben

habs versucht doch man Scheitert eben

Ich werde Weiter leben