Hello, My name is Mathias. I'm a Stoner, Metalhead, Punk, and a Rocker. I play electric, acoustic, and bass guitar pretty well. I'm 15 years and counting. I love anarchy, music, spray painting, guitar, causing destruction, a bit of smoking XD, and many things your parents probably wouldn't like. I'm also a bit wise in a way. I'm pretty calm and I'm usually happy most of the time because life can't keep me down. My favorite bands are: Amon Amarth, Municipal Waster, Nirvana, Avenged Sevenfold, AC/DC, Killswitch Engage, KoRn, Marilyn Manson, Kreator, Disturbed, Iron Maiden, Opeth, Bullet For My Valentine, Stone Temple Pilots, Arch Enemy, and more. I got a tumblr account thanks to 2 of my best friends Angie and Maria. They thought it was a great idea. I'm enjoying it so far. Also I hope you enjoy my posts and everthing.
Its a non stop disco, I bet you its Nabisco
Betcha didn’t know, WOO HOO
Its a non stop disco, I bet you its Nabisco
Betcha didn’t know, WOO HOO
Its a non stop disco
Betcha didn’t know
Betcha didn’t know
Its a non stop disco
Betcha didn’t know
Betcha didn’t know
Betcha didn’t know
Its a non stop disco, I bet you its Nabisco
Betcha didn’t know, WOO HOO
Its a non stop disco, I bet you its Nabisco
Betcha didn’t know, WOO HOO
Its a non stop disco
Betcha didn’t know
Betcha didn’t know
Its a non stop disco
Betcha didn’t know
Betcha didn’t know
Betcha didn’t know
It’s a violent pornography,
Choking chicks and sodomy,
The kinda shit you get on your TV.
It’s a violent pornography,
Choking chicks and sodomy,
The kinda shit you get on your TV,
Its a non stop disco, I bet you its Nabisco
Betcha didn’t know, WOO HOO
Its a non stop disco, I bet you its Nabisco
Betcha didn’t know, WOO HOO
Its a non stop disco
Betcha didn’t know
Betcha didn’t know
Its a non stop disco
Betcha didn’t know
Betcha didn’t know
Betcha didn’t know
It’s a violent pornography,
Choking chicks and sodomy,
The kinda shit you get on your TV,
It’s a violent pornography,
Choking chicks and sodomy,
The kinda shit that’s on your TV,
It’s a violent pornography,
Choking chicks and sodomy,
The kinda shit that’s on your TV,
It’s on the TV
Fuck
Turn off your TV,
Can you say “brainwashing”?
B, b, b, b, brainwashing
It’s a non-stop disco
Wake up (wake up)
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
Hide the scars to fade away the shake up
(Hide the scars to fade away the shake )
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table?
Here you go create another fable
(You wanted to)
Grab a brush and put on a little makeup
(You wanted to)
Hide the scars to fade away the shake up
(You wanted to)
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table?
(You wanted to)
I don't think you trust, in, my,
Self-righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die
Wake up (wake up)
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
Hide the scars to fade away the shake up
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table?
Here you go create another fable
(You wanted to)
Grab a brush and put on a little makeup
(You wanted to)
Hide the scars to fade away the shake up
(You wanted to)
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table?
(You wanted to)
I don't think you trust in my
Self-righteous suicide,
I cry, when angels deserve to die
In my self-righteous suicide,
I cry, when angels deserve to die
Father (father)
Father (father)
Father (father)
Father (father)
Father into your hands, I commend my spirit
Father into your hands, why have you forsaken me?
In your eyes, forsaken me
In your thoughts, forsaken me
In your heart, forsaken me
Oh, trust in my, self-righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die
In my self-righteous suicide
Why cry when angels deserve to die?
The kombucha mushroom people
Sitting around all day
Who can believe you?
Who can believe you?
Let your mother pray
Sugar, sugar
I'm not there all the time you know
Some people, some people, some people
Call it insane, yeah they call it insane
I play Russian Roulette everyday, a man's sport
With a bullet called life, yeah mama called life
You know that every time I try to go
Where I really want to be
It's already where I am
'Cause I'm already there
The kombucha mushroom people
Sitting around all day
Who can believe you?
Who can believe you?
Let your mother pray
Sugar
I got a gun the other day from Sako
It's cute, small, fits right in my pocket
Yeah, right in my pocket
My girl, you know, she lashes out at me sometimes
And I just fucking kick her, and then ooh baby
She's okay
People are always chasing me down
Trying to push my face to the ground
Where all they really want to do
Is suck out my mother fucking brains, my brains
The kombucha mushroom people
Sitting around all day
Who can believe you?
Who can believe you?
Let your mother pray
I sit, in my desolate room, no lights, no music
Just anger, I've killed everyone
I'm away forever, but I'm feeling better
How do I feel? What do I say?
Fuck you, it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
Fuck you, it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
In the end it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
In the end it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
In the end it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
In the end it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
In the end it all goes away
How do I feel? What do I say?
In the end it all goes away
In the end it all goes away
In the end it all goes away