There's lots of things in a human head. That I hope I never have to touch. She likes the taste of burning flesh. Cannibals eat their love, I'm a sucker for romantic stuff.
Assailed by the relentless flowing of time. I'm corroded by my thoughts.. . Dark spheres of fatal obsessions,. black walls of thoughts. lock my essence up.
There's lots of things in a human head. That I hope I never have to touch. She likes the taste of burning flesh. Cannibals eat their love, I'm a sucker for romantic stuff.
The eternal abyss. Had called me back again. Where your thirst for death. Had never quenched. Deceiving myself into thinking. I could still help you. While that demoniacal force.
Here. Is why. I feel. Here. Is why. I feel. Here. Is why. I feel. Insane. Insane. Insane. It's. Because. Of you. It's. Because. Of you. Insane. Insane.
If Linda Blair was my Lolita, her head would spin.. She would levitate, vomit green,. beat a priest - what a teen!. Dick Clark would grin.. And foul things'd spurt without discretion.
If Linda Blair was my Lolita. Her head could spin.. She would levitate, vomit green. beat a priest. what a teen.. Dick Clark would grin.. And foul things'd surt without discretion.
The naked body of Liberace, for a great big big big head.. The shoes of Imelda Marcos, for a great big big big head.. Buffalo Penis from outer space, for a great big big big head..
The naked body of Liberace. for a great big big big head.. The shoes of Imelda Marcos. for a great big big big head.. Buffalo Penis from outer space. for a great big big big head..
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When the bluebells come a calling. Oh yeah I'll be there waiting. Waiting for you. You make me feel like summer sunshine. Falling through the leaves. On days when the water is so blue.
Freaks in love. Tiny freaks in love. I quiver in convulsions. Arm in arm. . And the thoughts in my head. And the stains on the bed. At night don't seem so pathetic.
I killed a woman in the 10 Items or Less Lane.. She was so rude.. Get your hands off of my food.. . Get your hands off of my Tang.. Get your hands off of my astronaut Tang..
Come on let's runaway. . Take me to a restaurant to dine. I will wear a dress so divine. You'll find you can't tear your eyes away. Later on you can tear it off anyway....
Save your breath. You can't console what has been left. Just pitiful. Don't worry about me. The time has come. I used to be afraid, but now I'm fine. Just cynical.
I hear the voices. Echo from the sea. Dreaming in cuban. On the subway. . The giant buildings and the snow. Are killing me. A new york winter full of sundays.
Doctor Please -. rolling up my sleeves.. I got to got to. make it fit.. Push it through my frontal lobe.. A frozen smile -. it's what I need.. Diet Cola Syringe..
Doctor Please. Rolling up my sleeve. ''cause I got to got to. make it fit.. Push it through my frontal lobe. A frozen smile. Is what I need.. . Diet Cola Syringe.