Boys and girls of every age. Wouldn't you like to see something strange?. Come with us and you will see. This, our town of Halloween. . This is Halloween, this is Halloween.
We've only reached the third day, of a seven day binge. I can always see your name, disintegrated from my lips. We've only reached the third day, of a seven day binge.
We've only reached the third day, of a seven day binge. I can always see your name, disintegrated from my lips. We've only reached the third day, of a seven day binge.
I kill myself in small amounts. In each relationship, it's not about love. Just another funeral. And just another girl left in tears. . And I'm waiting with the sound turned off.
You want to look like me. You want to act like me. You've got no sense of your own identity. You can't begin to see. That you and me makes we. That's not what I want to be.
Your mouth is like a suicide. Talkin like you never died. Automatic charisma. For your chemical mind. I'll suffer for you. I'll suffer for you. You're kissing me like benzocaine with your sleeping pill eyes.
They slit our throats. Like we were flowers. And our milk has been. Devoured. When you want it. Goes away too fast. Times you hate it. Always seems to last.
Your world is an ashtray. We burn and coil like cigarettes. The more you cry your ashes turn to mud. . It's the nature of the leeches the virgin's. Feeling cheated.
They call her,. Bulldozer speech demon without distractions of hope. She makes the. depression business look surprisingly novel and she's not just royal Allegedly loyal.
Love. Blood. War.. Desire. Deceit. Control.. It's killing you for everyone.. Just stick around until I'm gone.. I love you so it hurts.. For whatever that is worth..
Today, I am dirty. I want to be pretty. Tomorrow, I'll know that I'm just dirt. Today, I am dirty. I want to be pretty. Tomorrow, I'll know that I'm just dirt.
There's not much left to love. Too tired today to hate. I feel the empty. I feel the minute of decay. . I'm on my way down now. I'd like to take you with me.
I don't know if I can open up. I've been opened enough. I don't know if I can open up. I'm not a birthday present. I'm aggressive reggressive. The past is over.
I've got a crush on a pretty pistol. Should I tell her that I feel this way?. Father told us to be faithful. I've got a crush on a pretty pistol. . Should I tell her that I feel this way.
The KKK took my baby away. They took her away, away from me. The KKK took my baby away. They took her away, away from me. . She went away for the holidays.
La la la la la. La la la la la. La la la la la. La la la la la. La la la la la. . Ring around the rosies. Pocket full of posies. Taste the hands of children.
All our monkeys have monkeys. we drive our deathcrush diamond Jaguar Limosines. We're not fantastic motherfuckers, but we play them on TV. It's a dirty word Reich, say what you like.
I'm not man enough to be human. but I'm trying to fit in and I'm learning to fake it. . Don't ever meet their friends. Tells you too much or not enough, or worse, exactly the wrong thing.
The day they covered us in the dirt. Like stars in the ground that will grow into dead flowers. The day they covered us in the dirt. Like stars in the ground that will grow into dead flowers.
Fight, fight, fight, fight fight, fight, fight. . Fight, fight, fight, fight fight, fight, fight. . Nothing suffocates you more than. The passing of everyday human events.