too much with myself, i wanna be someone else
i feel like im constantly running from something ill invariably find at "home". our two closest planets represent the god of war and the goddess of love. i run from myself, from my lonliness, where bliss really dwells. deep down, no one really wants to be alone, we're humans and that's science. a loner can feel sad, even every night.
whenever i suck at poker, its always the same reason: i forget that patience is a pillar. is that why i seem to suck at life? no patience?
hotlips, tell me
she's a regular fixture around the boys but they never notice her.
'i need to get laid' they always say; she doesnt exist
she has no emotions, no desires, no fire
to nicholas especially.
they kissed when they were little, she's loved him since high school
she's grown but her fire burns for a clearly uninterested man
but they kissed when they were little.
she knows it was his first, she knows he thinks about it
but lets it fall from his mind like yesterday's news
she burns
he likes girls with eye makeup and fishnets
she now owns seven pairs, they've all gone unnoticed
it would make her day, her week, maybe her life
if just once, no one would have to know, he could pull her to the side
just tell me, put a halt to my suffering then go and make it worse
just tell me you love me
she dreams
nicholas loves her
nicholas kisses her
at night, the pictures are real, her heart goes in techno beats
next she knows, a bug makes her jump
over a familiar bannister she falls...falls...falls
in her waking nightmares, she hurts those whom she loves
in her waking dreams, she brings pain to the wicked
at night, nicholas still loves her
nicholas still kisses her
nicholas will make love to her
she wakes; she burns
her mind is strong, her reflection can change
when nicholas calls, the beautiful lover inside her smiles from the mirror
when he doesnt answer, she remembers some guy
some guy so lousy at it
julius, julian, something with a j
her mind is strong, a whore looks back
"this is capitalism darling, everyone's a whore one way or another."
a sweet, familiar voice. the beautiful lover inside her falls out of earshot
she doesn't want wisdom
she wants to sulk
she wants nicholas now
she wanted him yesterday whether she said it or not
as far as she can see, she'll want him forever
but nicholas will never come back
he needs to get laid
~KILLUMINATI~
whenever i suck at poker, its always the same reason: i forget that patience is a pillar. is that why i seem to suck at life? no patience?
hotlips, tell me
she's a regular fixture around the boys but they never notice her.
'i need to get laid' they always say; she doesnt exist
she has no emotions, no desires, no fire
to nicholas especially.
they kissed when they were little, she's loved him since high school
she's grown but her fire burns for a clearly uninterested man
but they kissed when they were little.
she knows it was his first, she knows he thinks about it
but lets it fall from his mind like yesterday's news
she burns
he likes girls with eye makeup and fishnets
she now owns seven pairs, they've all gone unnoticed
it would make her day, her week, maybe her life
if just once, no one would have to know, he could pull her to the side
just tell me, put a halt to my suffering then go and make it worse
just tell me you love me
she dreams
nicholas loves her
nicholas kisses her
at night, the pictures are real, her heart goes in techno beats
next she knows, a bug makes her jump
over a familiar bannister she falls...falls...falls
in her waking nightmares, she hurts those whom she loves
in her waking dreams, she brings pain to the wicked
at night, nicholas still loves her
nicholas still kisses her
nicholas will make love to her
she wakes; she burns
her mind is strong, her reflection can change
when nicholas calls, the beautiful lover inside her smiles from the mirror
when he doesnt answer, she remembers some guy
some guy so lousy at it
julius, julian, something with a j
her mind is strong, a whore looks back
"this is capitalism darling, everyone's a whore one way or another."
a sweet, familiar voice. the beautiful lover inside her falls out of earshot
she doesn't want wisdom
she wants to sulk
she wants nicholas now
she wanted him yesterday whether she said it or not
as far as she can see, she'll want him forever
but nicholas will never come back
he needs to get laid
~KILLUMINATI~