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jamit
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She walks round the table
grabs a cup and a spoon
pulls up a chair
drinks to her vice
meets a stranger with a familar face
strikes a match and puts it to
holds it in and pulls it out
she won't sleep...she won't sleep
Writing a message
just passing time
call her best friend
a slut and a whore
can't bear the thought
of one more provoking obscurity
handle her maturity
with no hold at all
sometimes she scares herself
the mirror sees cracks and reflects
and time only knows
what people will say
she won't do it
she won't have it
she won't admit it...
she won't quit it
tell me everything
pour your heart like a drain
she sinks and clogs
traping the weak
falling like a tree
burning, she goes out
screams and dissary
hits the dungen
i can't explain
i can only feel
i'll never be
i'll never be
change not only coins
a good thing comes to few
with this breath
i'll mimic you
trouble exists to a population
society screams
this word ****
what does it mean?
do it like a flower
spead like a seed
grow like the garden
die like a weed
if i had the clock
i'd STOP IT
and slap you with
the hands of time
yourself just be
yourself let me
ticking like a pulse
stopping like a habit
she winds down
before she breaks down
she sees only vengence and dismay
her life is turmoil...with no lay
grasps the summer
fighting mother nature
she stops and stares
stops and stares
stops and stares
stops and stares
dwindling like a buring candle
she can't escape now
pulls me closer
attemps a rescue
but its already dead
and flying back home
give it away
42 lost chromosomes
grabs a cup and a spoon
pulls up a chair
drinks to her vice
meets a stranger with a familar face
strikes a match and puts it to
holds it in and pulls it out
she won't sleep...she won't sleep
Writing a message
just passing time
call her best friend
a slut and a whore
can't bear the thought
of one more provoking obscurity
handle her maturity
with no hold at all
sometimes she scares herself
the mirror sees cracks and reflects
and time only knows
what people will say
she won't do it
she won't have it
she won't admit it...
she won't quit it
tell me everything
pour your heart like a drain
she sinks and clogs
traping the weak
falling like a tree
burning, she goes out
screams and dissary
hits the dungen
i can't explain
i can only feel
i'll never be
i'll never be
change not only coins
a good thing comes to few
with this breath
i'll mimic you
trouble exists to a population
society screams
this word ****
what does it mean?
do it like a flower
spead like a seed
grow like the garden
die like a weed
if i had the clock
i'd STOP IT
and slap you with
the hands of time
yourself just be
yourself let me
ticking like a pulse
stopping like a habit
she winds down
before she breaks down
she sees only vengence and dismay
her life is turmoil...with no lay
grasps the summer
fighting mother nature
she stops and stares
stops and stares
stops and stares
stops and stares
dwindling like a buring candle
she can't escape now
pulls me closer
attemps a rescue
but its already dead
and flying back home
give it away
42 lost chromosomes
YOU ARE..FAITHFULL, but no TREMOR CHRIST, and there's a DEAD MAN..GIVEN TO FLY
"I feel the same way about disco as I do herpes" -Hunter S. Thompson
"I feel the same way about disco as I do herpes" -Hunter S. Thompson
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As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green
"I feel the same way about disco as I do herpes" -Hunter S. Thompson