What do you fucking care for me?. I'm black and blue and bruised all the fucking time.. Why should I fucking care for you?. I've been with you in the morning for the last time..
Fashion bleeds, stains and frees, spreading all life's scum and sleaze.. Spitting fire, in the eyes, of the least suspecting patrons.. Turning cold, with control, killing everyone who knows.
Fabricoh is the favorite sound around.. Watch the wholesale slaughter of the whole downtown.. Stepping off the ship in limbo. (? ). It's the spit on his chin that makes us nervous..
Revel in the plans you make. Linger in the lull. Think about the effort saved. Distance comes in droves.. . Distal burden waits on the shoulders of the great alaska..
A death in the park,. A death in the dark.. I'm calling the cops.. Cops, calling all cars.. It's not the way they want it to be.. It's not the way they wanted it to be..
Dead red eyes flickering half bright went on for ride (? ). In slick silk. they were on to my circumstantial slide,. Blow by blow chipped off shell and bone. tripped and talked around.
South of the river's mouth. Migration slopes slowly towards mainland.. There, the salt air. Fills the gills of the dead bait in hand.. . The deep is in riot, the coastline is quiet.
She takes the bones of her hands, to tangle up the soles of her feet.. To make a loss look good on paper, 'til it's outside of our reach.. And they're coming in on runway strips to pump the rival's hatred..
Drew a line to keep your place,. Expecting too much from you.. And I can hardly see your face.. It's all covered with noxema.. If you decide one day to concentrate..
___________. You choked on it.. You broke it,. Now fix it.. . Drank straight,. The draino.. To sink into. Uncertain.... . Sarcasm, sucking,. To stain you the color.
Audiowhore, sucking on sound,. Sucking my voice, dragging me down.. Audiowhore, taking up my time.. Why can't you make up your mind?. . Running on and on about nothing..
Assassination shocks a nation.. When such a brutal crime is killing christmas time.. They capped the hero, under mistletoe. Unveiled the bitter sign, declared and left behind..
Shuffling through all the nations airports. Invalids collide with terrorist scum.. Choking on the lag, the headset's spilling over.. Choking on the lag, the exiles plot..
Here out past the tracks where the drunks collapse. Old suckers can score on the indigent whores.. Way after the last laugh has swollen itself shut. When all that's left are the true beer hall drunks..
Woohoohoo. Woohoohoo. . Debbie just hit the wall, she never had it all. One Prozac a day, husband's a CPA. Her dreams went out the door. When she turned twenty-four.
A mother has her baby boys and a father doesn't call. From this saddening parody, someone will have to crawl. Crawl through all the dark memories, everyone and all.
Nobody knows where she came from. She was everybody's lover and everybody's former friend. With all of the known variations. Her story get's told again and again.
Here comes sweet Nadine. I see her face just like the perfect dream. She's long and she's lean. And the fire in her eyes could burn a hole. In my soul right through me.
Hey, what a pitiful heartbreak. Our own personal tragedy. Who'd have ever guessed it. I'd of bet against anything like this. Ever happening to you and me.