Blood and chocolate. I hope you're satisfied what you have done. You think it's over now. But we've only just begun. . I asked for water. And they gave me rosy wine.
The sun struggles up another beautiful day. And I felt glad in my own suspicious way. Despite the contradiction and confusion. Felt tragic without reason.
Trying to be too bad. Trying to talk too tough. Trying to jack the lad. You'd think he'd had enough. . But he's not the man you'd think that he can be.
Hang my head and shut my eyes. What kind of justice is this?. Fool I was, I thought that you fought fire with fire. Got to be more than just a soul for hire.
She says, nobody wants to believe. You're the same as everyone. What makes makes me unique. My dark life. . There was a kink in the world. Sent that statue tumbling.
Moods for moderns. Moods for moderns. Moods for moderns. Moods for moderns. . I get hit looking for a miss. I never thought that it would come to this.
Outside my window not long before sleep arrives. They come with their sirens and they sweep away all the boys. Busy draining the joy from their lives.
I want to vanish. This is my fondest wish. To go where I cannot be captured. Laid on a decorated dish. . Even in splendor this curious fate. Is more than I care to surrender, now it's too late.
I saw a girl who'd found her consolation. She said, "One day my prince of peace will come". . Above her head a portrait of her father. The wilted favor that he gave her still fastened to the frame.
It's at times such as this, she'd be tempted to spit. If she wasn't so ladylike. She imagines how she might have lived. Back when legends and history collide.
1-2-3, 2-2-3. . The twitching impulses to speak your mind. I'll lend you my microscope and maybe you will find it. Is it in that ugly place that's just behind your face.