I'm glad that you're near. I'm sad when you're here. This is what it's like to be me. I'm glad that you're here. I'm sad that you're near. This is what it's like to die alone..
There's a woman sitting in a motel room counting minutes. and she's adding to her list of, "one hour loves.". She's tired and the new will do, she'll replace the body,.
I'm not impressed, I guess I'm not impressed. With which dialect, which dialect marches best. And who reaches Heaven, in what order. When our kids are baptized in mortar.
I draw them on wreckless,. Etched in,. Scratched in like resurrection.. Your sins are killing you, you bet they'll get me too.. I've got to give some to get some..
Three times alone this week, I was supposed to be a rock star.. "I only beat you when I'm drunk, you're only pretty when you're crying.". We are suppose to be the ones who set the air afire..
Mr. Shiver I'm glad you sent a line. Euphoria's endearing. And it's cold we might as well retire. To the drawer where all used things resign. Where all used things resign.
You only get one taste.. For this gift, we are graced. You only get one taste. And for this gift,. For this gift,. For this gift,. Wait.... Wait.... .
Who you fucking now?. I use my slit wrist, sign my name with. And when you can't compete with the Joneses. You gun 'em all down, even the father. . You fucking whore.
When I get back. Pre-break of dawn. hear the ring it's me. live from a pay phone. talking in the rain.. Things pan out exactly as i say they will.. Will I be less happy.
She cured the plague of the holy child.. And all the while, she just walked in.. And "boom" she said,. in her room with her red fingernails. and a grip on the answers..
That burning feeling.. red liquids.. Clear liquids.. Blessed are the sick.. Children shiver in the river.. Where is our God now?. Does he watch over all in El Segundo?.
Many ways. Many days. Many faces down the line. When people whisper it makes her nervous. . Its you from the airport. Addressing most littlest. In several days I just might prove worth it.
I exude light and wash my hands of you.. By larger beings devoured, leaving only me to improve.. Weep.. Don't fucking weep.. You weak eyes cry tears of the meek..
Yeah, it's over,. You can bet in mid October I will still be ranting 'bout most early May.. Yeah, he's a winner,. He's a goddamn sinner,. While he dines I'm on the wrong side of the day..
I'm a love machine. I'm a M-16. Shoot you full of holes. I'll scratch your back. Give you a heart attack. And drag you across the coals. I'm not fooling around.