Believe in me and forever be
A feather caught in a fickle breeze;
Sink your teeth into poison
As it grows fresh from the trees;
Breath life into me, my eyes behold to believe
The debt of mere being
A life I freely receive,
But won't you wash me out
At the end of all this?
And betray me with a gentle kiss?
Die for me.
I need some saving.
For all this trouble
And misbehaving.
Monday, June 25, 2012
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
"Little Pieces"
Every scream she knows she'll regret
And echos out your window into the air
I'll do the things you'll try to forget
But like a bad taste, I'm still there
In this house, these ghosts are our lovers
Little white lights floating over the trees
And slips its fingers under the covers
And picks you apart, piece by piece
And echos out your window into the air
I'll do the things you'll try to forget
But like a bad taste, I'm still there
In this house, these ghosts are our lovers
Little white lights floating over the trees
And slips its fingers under the covers
And picks you apart, piece by piece
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