But I adore her this will never happen but I adore HER this will NEVER happen over my DEAD body of course I think ABOUT it burn my path if it does shape
its impossible for words to disregard what is nessarcary to those who do not know what horror means horror... horror..has a face and you must make a friend of horror horror and moral tear
you say I need you but how about the DEMONS in my head I'm sure you don't miss them cup my ears over and over when you speak and I can't believe that
Open everything around how I want to say kiss me you don't want to ruin anything daring and beautiful stones AIM at me you never AIM at me cursed with
You never understand when you always act the same oh beautiful your lips taste of red copper always excited me I need to hear your laugh when I'm dying
Wrap around the white pavement feels so inviting so lie back and gain bruises with me it's been a long time since I've seen you from above your still
With everything I've dragged in venomous beings and all It's nice to think that everything falls into place but it doesn't so guilty so weak so lost
find I'll meet cold everyday think of all I need you around but for now anyway hands held tight around me leave me hands held tight around I'll hang neck tight from
Gray chairs cold but here for me thankfully I don't miss your skin or the way that you always have something to say lose myself in you cut it in you
Thought that I would shove everything aside to shake your hand barbed wire wouldn't come fast enough why does your name leave a bad taste in my mouth
see him rocking that beat from across the street And Huh Huh! Beat Street is a lesson too, because you can't let the Streets beat you! Well a picture
few seconds' time: In a drop of anal red the poison And your totally disgusting diseased unkempt disgusting excuse of a body Continues to react Till mere days after the cutting The cancer says well
heared a mare neighing from the creek Where in every hour spared we anxiously would meet. Drunken whispers noone could hear 'til the day when hordes of wasps Poisoned
Well just about then, I looked at old John And his face had turned a beat red 'Cause Leonard had grabbed him right by the throat With plans to tear
one and bone Bet me and Queen Bee be swingin' 'til the honey come Backs get blown, trash get thrown in headlocks, from this view, I'm fuckin' Star Jones I'm red
one and bone Bet me and queen bee be swingin til the honey come Backs get blown, trash get thrown In headlocks, from this view, I'm fuckin star jones I'm red
slop Feed you to the swamp Running through the forest like gunk Bloody tree trunk Bitch, you want a piece of this Might as well take the heart There was no love from