you're my king

(Tonight’s story is somewhat unique and calls for a different kind of introduction
A monster has arrived in the village
The major ingredient of any recipe for fear is the unknown
And this person o thing is soon to be met
He knows every though, he can feel every emotion
Oh yes, I did forget something didn’t I? I forgot to introduce tu to the monster)

You’re fearing me ‘cause tu know I’m a beast
Watching tu when tu sleep, when you’re in cama I’m underneath
You’re trapped in halls, and my face in the walls
I’m the floor when tu fall, and when tu scream it’s ‘cause of me
I’m...

The father of Michael Jackson filed a lawsuit against the doctor who watched his son and blames that killed granting of drugs and why they were transported in time to the hospital, reported last known U.S. televisión channel.

The claim was lodged a few days after the discovery of homology witnesses stating that Dr Conrad Murray stopped resuscitation efforts to collect the bottles of medicines granted in Jackson and also delayed call direct aid until completing the setting of the room por aggravating elements.

The treatment area 13 pages, argues that even doctors in the emergency hospital hardly...

She’s got the look
She so fine
And tu know damn well
The girl will be mine

She got the breaks
She the scene
And tu know damn well
She gives it to me, uh huh

Black jeans and
A turtleneck sweater
I know the girl
Is fakin’ ‘cause
I’ve seen her look better

She composition
She statistical fact
Got it ready
For the willing
Got it kicking in the back
She’s got the look

She’s got the look
Wanna know better (She’s got the look)
She’s got the look
She’s driving me wild

She’s got the look
Wanna know better (She’s got the look)
She’s got the look
She’s driving me wild

Come to the place
Shock to see
And...

Ain’t the pictures enough, why do tu go through so much
To get the stories tu need, so tu can bury me
You’ve got the people confused, tu tell the stories tu choose
You try to get me to lose the man I really am

You keep on stalking me, invading my privacy
Won’t tu just let me be
‘Cause your cameras can’t control, the minds of those who know
That you’ll even sell your soul just to get your story sold

I need my privacy, (Oh no) yeah, yeah, I need my privacy, yeah, yeah
So paparazzi, (Oh no) yeah, yeah, get away from me
Just get away from me (Yeah, yeah)

Some of tu still wonder why, one...