demonic angel opens up her wings deep inside of me. (show me how to die). demonic angel tells me all these things but she lies to me. (someone save my life).
i want to rip your cock off (you fucking cunt). and shove it down your throat (i really do). i want to burn your tiny little world down. and dance amidst the smoke.
we will pray in the synagogue of the seven spiders. lay down beside her and watch the blood flow as she coughs it on the floor. we will fistfuck the walls around us, until the world crumbles down around us.
everything i have done is wrong. waste the night and face the dawn. everyone i have loved is gone. everyone i have loved you. there is nothing here for me.
you are the cancer of the world so do your fucking job. building tumers of concrete and steel. fill that whore mother natures lungs with smog. death to gaia.
Driving north on 16 west, next to the girl I think smells the best. We hear a rattle, and then we hear a hum,. sound of metal on concrete sounds like a tin drum.
Hometown girl, Home on a weekend. I'm at home, alone and drinkin. she's comin' over soon I'd rather watch the game. third quarter play and the Lions are winnin', once again.
"To blindly believe Shall be the whole of your law". "Love under the siege of faith". . Bowed before idols of dust:. breathe the air of submission !. .
Gonna move to the city. (Down and out). Gonna read a lot of William Burroughs. (Down and out). Gonna practice being depressed. (Down and out). . And I think I'll go to film school.
We're like a melody with no words. Until we figure it out. We sing. La, la, la, la, la, la. . I know it's simple, yeah. But it's worked right up until now.
Hey, ya wanna start a fire?. One that will never go out?. Burn a hole through the center of my mind. Let all the bad thoughts out. This is not a love affair.
Baby, don't ya go, don't ya go to Goleta. . I've been there and I've seen them drinkin' now. Thinkin' all the time that they're going to school. Well, maybe some day they might learn something.
Dv. Junction, pasay, rotonda, baclaran. Quiapo, carriedo, cubao. Bambang. Anggono, tanay, binangonan, singer. New york, projects, taytay. . Roxas, aurora, american boulevard.
Once upon a time, yeah. Somewhere far away from here, alright. I was drownin' in a deep sleep. I got no ground beneath my feet. . An' there's so many faces.
This day is dead. This day is dead. Catch him by the tongue until He says:. "I've wasted it...". . If I could tell You, I would. . All I know is I thought I saw You crawl back for more.
Bleed, all over me. Bleed the heat inside your skin. Bleed the hate you keep within. Well, the pain that chokes the world. Is the serpent crawling through your veins.
Help me to sleep. I breathe but don't sink. I can't undo what I've done. Let sleep, drug me. Oh please, oh please, oh. . Take me home. To lounge around.
Yeah. It's alright. Sit tight. I won't hurt you now. . What'cha gonna do. What'cha gonna do. Hate. Hate. Stay at home. It's gonna getcha. Stay at home.
In the brown shag carpet of a cheap motel. In the dark and dusty corner by the TV shelf. Is a small reminder of a simpler time. When a crumpled up pair of trousers cost a brand new dime.