i have my apprehensions

arrows through my heart

i am reminded of you -
(those)who have confronted me before,

sirs and madams and how you choose to be adored,
over to my up(i see her)

there lives an orb

twining gently between soft harpsichord (strings of       
lines singing do call, songs written just for you
my dearest little pining o n e)

little notes fiddling (with) leaves

while
walking home ( Read more... )

steak knifes are an excellent substitute for razors
reprise

I know it sucks that daddy's dumb
But try to think of what you want
You got to open up your
Open up your, open up your throat

WHY!
must we act
these ways
that we do

it's the knife
twisting inside of me
that is the knife i'll
twist
inside of you

at the dark portal

of hurt girl eyes

you never write, you never call

don't cry little one

he never loved you anyway

/soothe

to be born is crime
so we must all serve our time
do we hate our lives