You can hate me but what do I care. Everything from the tattoo on my wrist. To the color of my hair. You created like a seed in the ground. You water me down with anorexic superheroes.
Once there was a little girl. Who lived in a little house. Left there by her little self. Quiet as a little mouse. . In her bed across the hall. Awake with the TV on.
Everything that I love turns to smoke.. It billows out from nothing. Laughing at my cries. Holding the charred remains of the last dirty joke. As if they know how it died.
Dark isolation binds us.. We're all twisted up in clouds. Hellbound. The sky is falling down.. . The beast inside of all of us. Is dying to get out. To stealthily kill and live within the trust that we give it..
I have been lost in my life. And I mean over and over again. But there was something inside me that felt so right. You and music were my only friend. .
And the ants go marching on. Through the hills they sing their song. For the good of the world they carry on. . But when the winter comes my darlings where will you go?.
Observation. My situation. Ain't looking up. I'm having stupid suicidal thoughts. . Complication. My hesitation. To cut you off. Has put me at a total loss.
Please come in the back door, Close it behind you,. I won't ever tell them you're here.. Me? I like the trapdoors, the keeping of a secret.. Your affinity for deepness pulls me down..
I wanna find peace like Mahatma Gandhi. Wanna drink champagne and be cool like Blondie. Buy a backpack, let's leave the country. 'Cause if I got you, I'm gonna be alright.
Like everyone else in Hollywood. I'm good at make-believe. I know how to make my entrance. But I don't know how to leave. . 'Cause this time it really hurts.
I fashioned this ribbon from my own velvet tears. I melted these flowers just to make you a ring. Adorned with this madness, you scream in the dark. Perhaps it is this, then, that sets us apart.
There's tight turns and roadblocks and rivers to cross. Dead ends and dirt roads and miles to walk. Dark clouds and blue skies and rain in between. Laughter and silence, days to just dream.
What can you do when the poison in your veins starts to rot?. Pounding doors? They are whores when yourself is all you've got. But I still see the green, yes I still see that green.
They always said you were unhealthy. Wouldn't be there for me, but I knew different. They always said that you would break me. Bend me and forsake me, I wouldn't listen.
Every one is moving. Everyone is floating around. Into with confusion. Never to be found out again.. . Once I found the reason. But lost it in a place I cant find.
Mister Cripple Man, do you still feel your hands?. The light you never fill, she's waiting by the door. While atoms play around, you sit here to obstruct.
So a red paper bag broke my heart today. No one knows that it came form your hands. The blood is still perched by the third letter form the right. The red paper bag has been tucked away.
All that I wanted today was to be let out. And I'm so tired of these cages. I'd like to burn them all down.. . Why can't you separate your mind?. Why can't you separate your mind?.
We're flowers, you and I.. We share a light.. I need you.. We're Orchids.. . But I long to love you like flowers do. Just to feel your sweet perfume. I want you..
The outside opens. Behind the ground.. I'm coming down through the Nexus.. . And I see flurries. Of energy. And I see visions of Damascus. Of our last kiss.