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No rest for the wicked
No rest for the wicked












no rest for the wicked

And a rock with a birthday carved into it that I'm pretty sure is wrong. And I know what you're going to say: 'It makes them feel better, Damon.' So what? For how long? A minute, a day? What difference does it make? Because in the end, when you lose somebody, every candle, every prayer is not going to make up for the fact that the only thing you have left is hole in your life where that somebody that you cared about used to be. Stupid, delusional, exasperating little children. Or pretending Elena's not going to end up just like the rest of us murdering vampires.

no rest for the wicked

Like lighting a candle's going to make everything OK, or even saying a prayer. I told him it was.ĭamon: You know what they are? Children. : Dear Diary, a chipmunk asked me my name today.you no there aint no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.ĭear Diary, a chipmunk asked me my name today. We can't slow down, we can't hold back though you know we wish we could. You know there ain't no rest for the wicked, money don't grow on trees, we got bills to pay we got mouths to feed ain't nothing in this world for free. Now a couple hours past, and I was sitting in my house, the day was winding down and coming to an end, so I turned on the TV, and flipped it over to the news, and what I saw I almost couldn't comprehend, I saw a preacher man in cuffs taking money from the church, he stuffed his bank account with righteous dollar bills but even still I can't say much cause I know were all the same, oh yes we all seek out to satisfy those thrills. I know I can't slow down, I can't hold back though you know I wish I could oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good. He said there aint no rest for the wicked, money don't grow on trees, I got bills to pay I got mouths to feed aint nothing in this world for free. Not even 15 minutes later, after walking down the street, when I saw the shadow of a man creep out of sight, then he swept up from behind, put a gun up to my head, he made it clear he wasn't looking for a fight, he said give me all you've got, I want your money not your life, if you try to make a move I wont think twice, I told him you can have my cash, but first you know I've got to ask, what made you want to live this kind of life? I know I can't slow down, I can't hold back though you know I wish I could, oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good. There ain't no rest for the wicked, money don't grow on trees, I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed, there ain't nothing in this world for free. She looked at me and this is what she said. If you pay the right price, your evening will be nice, or you can go and send me on my way, I said your such a sweet young thing, why'd you do this to yourself? She said I never seen a man, who looks so all alone, could you use a little company?

no rest for the wicked

I was walking down the street when out the corner of my eye, I saw a pretty little thing approaching me.














No rest for the wicked