HeroinShoot me up Light me up Fill me upHeroin
With heroin.
Give me more Feed me more I need more
Heroin.
Beneath my skin, I love the feel Heroin's my favorite meal.
Icicles within my brain, Heroin helps to keep me sane.
I'm addicted, what to do? Let's do more heroin, me and you.
Why Caged Birds Don't SingMy thoughts are held captive in my mind. I am a victim of my own cognitive process.Why Caged Birds Don't Sing
I cry "No, no, it's okay, I can get better!" But you whisper in my ear "No my love, you'll always be sick."
3Am is cold and all the self sung lullabies in the world can't put me to sleep. Not when I have you screaming your own lullabies in my ear. "I hate you. Go to sleep and don't wake up."
The scars won't go away and the medication makes me sick sick sick.
It's difficult to pretend everything is okay when you're laughing at me.
But then that's the whole point, isn't it?
Song of HealingDay to night, dark to light, Fall the sands of time. Let the years like the gears Of a clock unwind In your mind walk through time Back to better days. Memories, like a dream, Wash your tears away. Like a star in the sky darkness can't reach you. Light the night, joy is light 'til the new dawn. --- Cast away your old face Full of gloom and spite. With this mask I will ask To borrow your light.Song of Healing
you look like hellYou look like hell. Hair in your face and eyes alight With that renegade fervour Cutting deals with the devil and Dancing with the dead, Seven sins and nine circles from Sheer oblivion As you kiss his lips but watch me, Seductive like disaster, like the Sound of metal through skin Now using your body to bargain instead Of naming your demons and you've Lost me again, here, with lips inyou look like hell
Red treachery and
Talk of his bed.
| <3 = Pairolemons. |
I'm such a nerd.....
Screwed
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if you are waiting for a sign, this is it....
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If I'm a danger to myself
Just think what I could do to you.
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if you are waiting for a sign, this is it....
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If I'm a danger to myself
Just think what I could do to you.
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He was the double, double, Double-Jointed Boy.
Thank you for the FAVage my Friend!
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See enough horror and experience enough pain and you become separated from your self.
- ETY
An artist must create as often as possible. To cease this task is, to the soul of an artist, as ceasing to breathe.
- ETY
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Black Wings
Coloured like the night
She's an angel
The angel of the dark
The angel of the night
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