I got a secret. A terrible secret. And if I told you would you promise to keep it secret? I just put my head down every time they call my name 'cause
A scream engaged to peel your eyelids back. Her skin like silk, my lips like knives. A marriage of art and atrocity. A sultry silhouette ensemble. Rib
Took half your face and both your eyes. It left you nothing but paralyzed. And mushroom clouds, they left behind our cities crumbling, but I don't mind
Imprisoned in perfume I smell her in my blanket when I'm sleeping Strange how they hurt you stinging memories they break your heart And it's gone so
Hey miscarriage, I was hoping you'd catch my white knuckled wave. But the umbilical bars of your seraphant cell, they're all, "Hey now what's that sound
die, and oh how the acolytes sing? "Lay them on the lawn like dead virgins. Goddess of the grove we praise thee. Gloria. For every one of our sisters
Fear in a frame? Or the picture of a girl? With a gorgonesque stare, her scale covered hair's got a snake in every curl. With her forked tongue and her
The last thing I wanna do right now is read your stupid poetry. Why can't you just tell me what you really wanna say? You'd clear your conscience with
Poke your jigsaw vein with a rusty syringe. Like a pinch on the arm, baby, keep it surreal. Stand beneath the Eiffel Tower, freedom kiss on the mouth
Shame rests in hollow circles under all of our eyes. You stole the living air from me and payback is a bitter banshee. At the site of my grave performed
married to you. RAPE They found her swinging from a pipe in the basement of the church of Jesus Christ. We sang RAPE. We know whose hands are stained red
When you're broken from the break up, and those cold tears smear your makeup, and you're wishing he made sure you were dead when he left 16 sutures on
Shoot to kill, she wrapped her legs around my face. Stripped down when she went down and that's all. And where is art? It's in the tears of the retarded
Sister insomnia my eyes weep worms for you. Angel anathema, I'll drink your blood. The blood you shed for me was all you gave to me. My bold bulimic
