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We've got it all drawn out For each and every one of you Delivered the plates then married her cousin It's all one big circle beneath a mobile sky Estates a replica of Canada But we all think the same anyway So tell me who's idea was this? We endure parties at the caravan park Using the body as a canvas Notice the individual indifference Of being stuck amongst sickening minority subcultures I don't think that's entertainment It's a conspiracy to keep you grey Paying homage to the moon But we better run If we see the boys with guns Strike you down in one sentence For speaking in a language unbeknownst To the small minds of th

If you could burn your words then I'd let you touch my soul With my express permission it's entirely yours to keep There were icy hands upon my ribs this morning And there they'll stay until I go to sleep And never will I wonder what it's like to touch your face With splinters in my eyes it was difficult to close them My skin to the touch just as cold as your shoulder Your memory stains my legs a crimson shade Sat in a quiet subway doubting my sanity Praying the unwelcome notions will fade I'll always go to bed With wrists of patterned mauve I'll always fall asleep With scarlet thighs

I'd like to dress myself up white And stand on a London street corner Sleeping on a memory of shoegaze evenings Before I began the journey to Emerald City In a world where a handshake and a Plath quote Will diguise my age so cleverly In a moment of sobriety the truth may emerge I wish Molly would get off my back I'm a narcissist to call myself a freak But when there's cocaine on the theatre floor They find my disinterest simply unforgivable Molly says that I'm just as sick as they are She'll take me to Eden on Saturday To show me where I'm going wrong I'm stepping through the balconies Breaking flowers into pieces To give a va

You will take your time you see If you think you're on to me My body's cold my soul's untrue I'm really of no use to you Could I be the preacher man With no war upon my hands? So long as we shall never meet The idiots may roam the streets I can always tell a lie My cherry pains will make me cry There's a junkie in my home There's a mother in my home Please label me when I'm alone Kick the door as no one's home Am I still a minor A dollface made of china Burn your expectations Pick some new relations Take away my fine shell Third time on the doorbell Mother thinks I'm gay Father couldn't say The bluebirds are so happy Wi

Write me a haiku Tear the petals off the first and final flower Discard the remains as you wish Write me a letter You've nothing to prove with an empty soul Shock your sister, tell your friends Girl in mascara Girl burns the dress This is for your sins You'll never confess I won't get it back A waste of the first So fucking disgusted A taste of the worst Send me America Just a lyric in the song we now shall curse You have yourself a story to tell Give me a treasured memory Crushing a rainbow I believed was unique As I sink into this sour regret Take every promise you ever uttered And sew it to your dick

Sit home alone on a religious holiday I smile bright but I fear isolation I push this paper through letterboxes And just keep on, keep on wishing Wander the paths of the long winding park Take in the trees and open my eyes Just to live a little more And keep on, keep on hoping I read old writings in the same old chair Whilst ignoring the telephone's lingering wail I fade into predictable routine If I do something worthwhile And yet nobody is around to witness Does it still leave it's mark On my yet untouched history? I daren't speak out of turn I just watch as these schizoid thoughts Suck my soul clear away And keep on, keep

Lady of my nightmares The girl haunting my dreams Marie, I remain scared of you Yet you're beautiful to me How I can be so terrified of a unique Creative intelligent pretty witty creature I shall never know But you destroy these comfort zones, Marie Leave me trembling at the sight of you You make me feel so safe Haunting me with insane dreams Mascara tears fall on my fingers And when I close my eyes Like an ocean wave you hit My chocolate tastes like lipstick My lipstick tastes like shit You and I are imaginary I kiss you in my dreams You write upon my skin You're so wonderful to me We will rewrite Shakespeare into A perf

I see his face and I know all too well Of names he has heard but never will tell Never up close but still I relate to Funny how old songs come back to haunt you Met this boy who stayed for tea Had a lust for life but not for me I’m not so blatant with my words Another week or two won’t hurt So many words for you A sonnet or even a haiku Perhaps a lyric or even two Why so verbose? I see his face and I know all too well Of places he’s seen and never will tell Never up close but maybe next year Still I’m that old song you never will hear Met this boy who stayed up late Had a lust for life and a love for hate

Remember me when you come down Back down to Earth again My empty soul could turn you cold And strip you of your fame Remember me when your last breath Takes hold of your broken heart That silk black dress and lipstick mess She laughed and laughed and laughed In my place lies your disdain Of hatred fear regret and pain Remember how we smiled that day But now it only rains and rains Remember me when you return From her fading arms Twist of red so little said Before we fell apart Remember that music that we loved Until you heard it with someone else Another 5 girls to fuck up your world Now I’m singing by myself Remember

I stare through unknowing eyes And distorted are my views How do your words flow with ease? As if you’ve nothing to lose? I’m facing up to nothing With my head against the wall Perhaps life would be simple If I had no face at all Try not to let it matter All these things I tell myself Optimism failed me This is a little slice of hell I shouldn’t even be here Shyly waltzing through the crowd But I don’t belong in the corner Under a submissive cloud But the words they hide beneath me I’m unworthy and I feel shame I shake each hand it’s just so false Everyone’s the same