Two ahead of myself following you blindly Set my faith on fire but the real (arson) was bad timing Walking through walls seemed so uninteresting You make magic when you put the suicide in sexy IV upon request Im finally on my own Mama was a coma; Papa was a kidney stone Send me home with thread to keep my wounds closed Here Lies the Truth was tattooed on the The wounds tore, leaking worms out of its newborn Your perfume plastic poetry on my human form Warm glowin in the dark, flash cooks the psyche All Mikey wanted was Oliver Hart (all of her heart) Ill go for a short walk in the run When the spores spread to the Its all nails to the to accept it all comes to pass Fight me slow, fuck me Youre still my friend off the mask
I heard Ive got this perfect little medicine Bright to blind the sun, it makes my itches interesting Im a slave, a story, but your bravery is boring Lick your lips, em at my heart, and cut it open for me
If was heaven it would have a better backstage The director pressuring me to act my age shes right If I squeeze a bit of life out of this empty page In the book of love maybe Ill and shove my way Through this rainy day, changes in my made the chains decay My prescription angel, and take my pain away Play your guitar, try to sing out my Found a treasure chest of pleasure, excess marks the Screw in the screws tighter, the loose wires I was truly til my muse told me shes too tired I had to come and the label, didnt read the warning running, running, running, running, running can be for me
When I heard Ive got this little medicine Bright enough to blind the sun, it my itches interesting Im a slave, youre a story, but your is boring Lick your lips, em at my heart, and cut it open for me