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    SAMANDCOLBY19961997
    SAMANDCOLBY19961997
    I use to have more stories than I do now.


    We can't change what happened, but we can make sure it never happens again.


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So I made a story, and Poison Apples by Mötley Crüe is the "theme song" and I want you to make a sort story/summary of the song Poison Apples by Mötley Crüe, and I will put it in the the summary part of my book, called you're the apple to my pie, and you will get tagged in it.

For names you can use Apple and Colby  

 ( Everyone will get tagged )

This is the song Poison Apples by Mötley Crüe

Took a Greyhound Bus down to Heartattack and Vine with a fistful of dreams and dimes

So far out didn't know that I was in

Had a taste for a life of slime

When push came to shove, the music was the drug and the band always got to play

Sex, smack, rock, roll, mainline, overdose

Man, we lived it night and day

We loved our Mott The Hoople, it kept us all so enraged

And you loved us and you loved us and you loved us

We're so fuckin' beautiful!

Pretty little poison apples, see the scars tattooed on our face

It's your disgrace (oh, yeah)

Pretty little poison apples, mama said, "Now don't you walk this way"

"Just find some faith."

Tabloid sleeze just maggots on their knees and diggin' in the dirt for slag

Moonshine, strychnine, speedball, shootin' lines

Anything to push their rags

Still we love our Mott The Hoople, it keeps us all so enraged

And you love us and you hate us and you love us

We're so fuckin beautiful!

Pretty little poison apples, see the scars tattooed on our face

It's your disgrace

Pretty, pretty poison apples, mama said, "Now don't you walk this way"

"Just find some faith."

Blueprints for disaster

You better not push me 'cause I'll bring you to your knees, ooh, to your knees

Blueprints for disaster

You better not love me 'cause I'll bring you to your knees, mama, to your knees

Pretty little poison apples, mama said, "Now don't you walk this way"

"Just find some faith, faith, faith, yeah."

Pretty little poison apples

Pretty, pretty poison apples

Ma-ma-ma-ma, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ow!

So I made a story, and Poison Apples by Mötley Crüe is the "theme song" and I want you to make a sort story/summary of the song Poison Apples by Mötley Crüe, and I will put it in the the summary part of my book, called you're the apple to my pie, and you will get tagged in it.

For names you can use Apple and Colby  

 ( Everyone will get tagged )

This is the song Poison Apples by Mötley Crüe

Took a Greyhound Bus down to Heartattack and Vine with a fistful of dreams and dimes

So far out didn't know that I was in

Had a taste for a life of slime

When push came to shove, the music was the drug and the band always got to play

Sex, smack, rock, roll, mainline, overdose

Man, we lived it night and day

We loved our Mott The Hoople, it kept us all so enraged

And you loved us and you loved us and you loved us

We're so fuckin' beautiful!

Pretty little poison apples, see the scars tattooed on our face

It's your disgrace (oh, yeah)

Pretty little poison apples, mama said, "Now don't you walk this way"

"Just find some faith."

Tabloid sleeze just maggots on their knees and diggin' in the dirt for slag

Moonshine, strychnine, speedball, shootin' lines

Anything to push their rags

Still we love our Mott The Hoople, it keeps us all so enraged

And you love us and you hate us and you love us

We're so fuckin beautiful!

Pretty little poison apples, see the scars tattooed on our face

It's your disgrace

Pretty, pretty poison apples, mama said, "Now don't you walk this way"

"Just find some faith."

Blueprints for disaster

You better not push me 'cause I'll bring you to your knees, ooh, to your knees

Blueprints for disaster

You better not love me 'cause I'll bring you to your knees, mama, to your knees

Pretty little poison apples, mama said, "Now don't you walk this way"

"Just find some faith, faith, faith, yeah."

Pretty little poison apples

Pretty, pretty poison apples

Ma-ma-ma-ma, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ow!

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