<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:49:59.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bitchpix</title><subtitle type='html'>Timeless Images...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-110042756550100260</id><published>2004-11-14T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T02:21:37.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Intro]{Puke noises}There I go...Thinkin' of you again...[Chorus]You don't know how sick you make me,You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach,Everytime I think of you I puke. You must just not know (uououououououoh),You may not think you do but you do,Everytime I think of you I puke [Verse 1]I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little poem,But off of the dome would </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/110042756550100260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/110042756550100260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2004_11_14_archive.html#110042756550100260' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-110042736735500860</id><published>2004-11-14T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T02:16:07.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Intro:(Kids: I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America..(BOOM)(Kids: And to the Republic..)Eminem: People..(Kids: For which it stands..)Eminem: Hahaha..(Kids: One nation under God.. Indivisible..)Eminem: It feels so good to be back!Verse 1:I scrutinize every word, memorize every lineI spit it once, refuel, re-energize and rewindI give sight to the blind</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/110042736735500860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/110042736735500860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2004_11_14_archive.html#110042736735500860' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-108874452124610792</id><published>2004-07-01T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T22:02:01.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fighterAfter all you put me through You'd think I'd dispise youBut in the end I wanna thank you 'Cause you made that much strongerWell I thought I knew you, thinking that you were trueGuess I, I couldn't trust called your bluff, time is up'cause I've Had enoughYou were there by my side, always down for the rideBut your joy ride just came down in flames'Cause your greed sold me out in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/108874452124610792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/108874452124610792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108874452124610792' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-108874418447485019</id><published>2004-07-01T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T21:56:24.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HoobastankI'm not a perfect personThere's many things I wish I didn't doBut I continue learningI never meant to do those things to youAnd so I have to say before I goThat I just want you to knowI've found a reason for meTo change who I used to beA reason to start over newand the reason is youI'm sorry that I hurt youIt's something I must live with everydayAnd all the pain I put </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/108874418447485019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/108874418447485019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108874418447485019' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-108698198569923836</id><published>2004-06-11T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T12:26:25.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SOUR TIMESTo pretend no one can find,The fallacies of morning rose,Forbidden fruit, hidden eyes,Courtesies that I despise in meTake a ride, take a shot now.‘Cause nobody loves me, It's true, Not like you do.Covered by the blind belief,That fantasies of sinful screens,Bear the facts, assume the dye,End the vows no need to lie, enjoy,Take a ride, take a shot now.‘Cause nobody </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/108698198569923836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/108698198569923836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108698198569923836' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-108698144989302872</id><published>2004-06-11T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T12:27:17.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BEAUTIFULIF I WAS BEAUTIFUL LIKE YOUOH THE THINGS I WOULD DOTHOSE NOT SO BLESSED WOULD BE CRYING OUT MURDERAND I'D JUST LAUGH AND GET AWAY WITH IT TOOLIKE YOU DOIF I WAS BEAUTIFUL LIKE YOUI WOULD NEVER BE AT FAULTI'D WALK IN THE RAIN BETWEEN RAIN DROPSBRINGING TRAFFIC TO A HALTBUT THAT WOULD NEVER BETHAT WOULD NEVER NEVER BE'CAUSE I'M NOT BEAUTIFUL LIKE YOUIM BEAUTIFUL LIKE MEIM</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/108698144989302872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/108698144989302872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108698144989302872' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-108698131313386094</id><published>2004-06-11T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T12:18:27.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FREAK ON A LEASHSomething takes a part of meSomething lost and never seenEverytime I start to believeSomething's raped and taken from me...from meLife's gotta always be messing with me (You wanna see the light)Can't they chill and let me be free (So do I)Can't I take away all this pain (You wanna see the light)I try to every night, all in vain...in vainSometimes I cannot take this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/108698131313386094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/108698131313386094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108698131313386094' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-108698104540635182</id><published>2004-06-11T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T21:51:50.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Figured You OutI like your pants around your feetAnd I like the dirt that's on your kneesAnd I like the way you still say pleaseWhile you're looking up at meYou're like my favorite damn diseaseAnd I love the places that we goAnd I love the people that you knowAnd I love the way you can't say noToo many long lines in a rowI love the powder on your noseAnd now I know who you areIt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/108698104540635182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/108698104540635182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108698104540635182' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-105875463250799644</id><published>2003-07-20T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-20T19:30:32.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cry Little SisterThe last fire will rise Behind those eyesBlack house will rockBlind boys dont lieImmortal fear That voice so clearThrough broken wallsThat scream I hearCry little sister (thou shall not fall)Come come to your brother (thou shall not die)Unchain me sister (thou shall not fear)Love is with your brother (thou shall not kill)Blue mascaradeStrangers look upWhen will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/105875463250799644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/105875463250799644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105875463250799644' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-86126612</id><published>2002-12-16T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-16T12:29:57.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Underneath It AllThere's times where I want somethin' moreSomeone more like meThere's times when this dress rehearsalSeems incompleteBut, you see the colors in me like no one elseAnd behind your dark glasses you're... You're somethin' elseChorus: You're really lovelyUnderneath it allD'You want to love meUnderneath it allI'm really luckyUnderneath it allYou're really lovely You</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/86126612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/86126612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86126612' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-85678198</id><published>2002-12-08T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-08T05:47:55.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Honestly Ok I just want to feel safe in my own skin,I just want to be happy againI just want to feel deep in my own worldBut I'm so lonely I don't even want to be with myself anymoreOn a different day, if I was safe in my own skin, then I wouldn't feel lost andso frightenedBut this is today and I'm lost in my own skin And I'm so lonely I don't even want to be with myself anymoreI </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/85678198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/85678198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85678198' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-82784400</id><published>2002-10-10T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-10T02:59:32.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Bloodflowers "this dream never ends" you said "this feel never goes the time will never come to slip away" "this wave never breaks" you said "this sun never sets again these flowers will never fade" "this world never stops" you said "this wonder never leaves the time will never come to say goodbye" "this tide never turns" you said "this night never falls again these flowers will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/82784400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/82784400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82784400' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-82784381</id><published>2002-10-10T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-10T02:58:37.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Siamese Twins i chose an eternity of this like falling angels the world disappeared laughing into the fire is it always like this? flesh and blood and the first kiss the first colours the first kiss we writhed under a red light voodoo smile siamese twins a girl at the window looks at me for an hour then everything falls apart broken inside me it falls apart the walls and the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/82784381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/82784381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82784381' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-82784365</id><published>2002-10-10T02:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-10T02:57:54.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cold scarred your back was turned curled like an embryo take another face you will be kissed again i was cold as i mouthed the words and crawled across the mirror i wait await the next breath your name like ice into my heart a shallow grave a monument to the ruined age ice in my eyes and eyes like ice don't move screaming at the moon another past time your name like ice </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/82784365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/82784365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82784365' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-82784348</id><published>2002-10-10T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-10T02:57:04.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Pictures of You i've been looking so long at these pictures of you that i almost believe that they're real i've been living so long with my pictures of you that i almost believe that the pictures are all i can feel remembering you standing quiet in the rain as i ran to your heart to be near and we kissed as the sky fell in holding you close how i always held close in your fear </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/82784348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/82784348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82784348' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-82784334</id><published>2002-10-10T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-10T02:56:06.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Untitled hopelessly drift in the eyes of the ghost again down on my knees and my hands in the air again pushing my face in the memory of you again but i never know if it's real never know how i wanted to feel never quite said what i wanted to say to you never quite managed the words to explain to you never quite knew how to make them believable and now the time has gone another time</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/82784334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/82784334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82784334' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-82784312</id><published>2002-10-10T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-10T02:55:31.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lovesong whenever i'm alone with you you make me feel like i am home again whenever i'm alone with you you make me feel like i am whole again whenever i'm alone with you you make me feel like i am young again whenever i'm alone with you you make me feel like i am fun again however far away i will always love you however long i stay i will always love you whatever words i say i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/82784312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/82784312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82784312' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-81396537</id><published>2002-09-10T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-10T01:14:13.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>November Rain When I look into your eyes I can see a love restrained But darlin' when I hold you Don't you know I feel the same 'Cause nothin' lasts forever And we both know hearts can change And it's hard to hold a candle In the cold November rain We've been through this such a long long time Just tryin' to kill the pain But lovers always come and lovers always go An no one's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/81396537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/81396537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81396537' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-81396508</id><published>2002-09-10T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-10T01:14:48.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Patience Shed a tear 'cause I missin' you I'm still alright to smile Girl I think about you ev'ry day now Was a time when I wasn't sure But you set my mind at ease There is no doubt You're in my heart now Said woman take it slow It'll work itself out fine All we need is just a little patience Said sugar make it slow and We come together fine All we need is just a little patience </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/81396508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/81396508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81396508' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-81396461</id><published>2002-09-10T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-10T01:15:15.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Welcome To The Jungle Welcome to the jungle We got fun 'n' games We got everything you want Honey we know the names We are the people that can find Whatever you may need If you got the money honey We got your disease Chorus: In the jungle Welcome to the jungle Watch it bring you to your knees, knees I wanna watch you bleed Welcome to the jungle We take it day by day If you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/81396461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/81396461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81396461' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-81396450</id><published>2002-09-10T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-10T01:15:42.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>18 And Life Ricky was a young boy, He had a heart of stone. Lived 9 to 5 and worked his fingers to the bone. Just barely got out of school, came from the edge of town. Fought like a switchblade so no one could take him down. He had no money, oooh no good at home. He walked the streets a soldier and he fought the world alone And now it's 18 and life You got it 18 and life you know Your</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/81396450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/81396450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81396450' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-79830902</id><published>2002-08-04T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-10T01:16:07.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SomebodyI want somebody to shareShare the rest of my lifeShare my innermost thoughtsKnow my intimate detailsSomeone who'll stand by my sideAnd give me supportAnd in returnShe'll get my supportShe will listen to me When I want to speakAbout the world we live inAnd life in generalThough my views may be wrongThey may even be pervertedShe'll hear me outAnd won't easily be converted</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/79830902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/79830902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79830902' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-79824383</id><published>2002-08-04T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-01T16:18:55.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SWEET DREAMSby: Originalsinn                Good night My Dark Prince.Tonight i shall shut my eyes and tomorrow , shall i wake.Tonight i shall dream, of waking in thy arms, to thy warm kisses, to a true love. And hope that one day it won't just be a dream</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/79824383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/79824383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79824383' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-79824039</id><published>2002-08-04T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-04T21:28:02.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YOUTH GONE WILD streetkids' and systemkids' national anthemSince I was born they couldn't hold me down Another misfit kid, another burned-out town Never played by the rules I never really cared My nasty reputation takes me everywhere I look and see it's not only me So many others have stood where I stand We are the young so raise your hands They call us problem child We spend our lives</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/79824039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/79824039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79824039' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682963.post-79816272</id><published>2002-08-04T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-04T13:54:48.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/79816272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3682963/posts/default/79816272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinnfultymes.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79816272' title=''/><author><name>sinn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06110073323043451532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
