Red devil bites your neck. Your tongue's stiking out, your cock is erect. You've run out of screams, you've scattered the deck. Red Devil. . Blue eyed creep, dig your hands in deep.
Make the killing and wipe the blade,. As it exits out my brain.. Anti-social middle name.. Save it. So c'mon c'mon!. . Safty first and ego last.. Can't compete with half a chance..
Well, I just thought about you. And all the things you do. How you're a friend of mine. And got stabbed in the back. . Taking what belongs to you. Now you're less talkative when I'm around.
I've taken tongue to pen and ink to blood stream.... the venemous kind.. I've spilled my guts on your favorite blue jeans,. and you didn't mind.. It's not the way I want it..
Leaving behind the worst. my ship sets sail today. Heads up here come the words. I have now to say. Just trying to make the best of a good time. I taking control of my life.
~~~~~~~~~~. Real love is scary. You try to hide when it looks for you. You never know what it will do. Not real love. Not real love. Real love is a long stone bed, he said.
It's been a long time since we've gone. Those summer days are done. I won't forget those times we walked. By the tide pools skipping stones and shells.
Forty miles from the city. Sitting in traffic isn't fun.. Crucifix stabbed in soil, to a father from a son.. There's ghosts on the highway. I claim.. Dancing on the medians. Slamming breaks..
Well, Christ was married on the cross. My father was married to my mother. And I am married to a cigarette butt lying in the gutter. And I am married to a cigarette butt lying in the gutter.
Well I get tired and I'm lazy and I may be a little crazy. thinking I'm really getting up for school today. I brush my teeth I comb my hair, eat a poptart, cut a couple of farts,.
Twenty-nine years into life. Some things, I still can get right.. Priorities may never be straight. That's always a topic for debate.. I've made up my mind. I shouldn't be loved..
When wo were young we played among the flowers. And sucked upon the nipples of nur motherstits. . But now before us all of nature cowers. Through fear und death we've moulded out relationships.
When will people just realize the social trend has subside. The Circumstance has gave way it can lead you in. Suddenly I've been seriously thinking about.
Bombs away!. The plan is all in attack.. Fuck the history books, they're harder to read than the facts.. There's nothing that we can do. cause they're shoveling us shit colored red, white, and blue..
Everyone's committing suicide. So why don't you and I. Go jump off a bridge. Together, you and I. We can change our minds. And come back home. For one, last.
Somewhere I cracked a smile down Harbourton Rd.. Now I feel all right.. Half past the minute before midnight came to carry me home.. Like solid gold..
So here we are again. wee all fighting it through the day. With one more obnoxious ass. that raining on my parade. and God only knows where I be. without you.
In our town, murders, happen everyday. When the temperature, rises they open the hydrants, and let the children play. In our town, friday, is payroll day.
Turn me on and face me to the world. Back me up far enough. So I can watch and learn how I'm supposed to be. Through these eyes in my head. Life begins the wheels start to spin around.
We're at an age where the night spills after hours. Experience wears thin from time and use. I'm getting restless. I'm signing out. It's been fun fighting this stupid bout.