t matter what you want, so To make yourself feel better You make it so you'll never Give in to your forevers And live for always And forever, forever,
death rock boy Mascara sure and lipstick lost Glitter burned by restless thoughts of being forgotten And in your sad machines You'll forever stay Desperate and
: To my mistakes, to my mistakes of cowardice She shimmy shakes, the jimmy jakes of consequence Born of the airs and dues, my airs of madness do declare
re still a child Softly stolen under our blanket skies And rescue me from me, and all that I believe I won't deny the pain I won't deny the change And
under your coat And in the land of star crossed lovers And barren hearted wanderers Forever lost in forsaken missives and satan's pull We seek the unseekable and
the shine in your spit I disconnect the act I disconnect the dots I disconnect the me in me And you're mistaken, It's you that's faking Living and breathing and
the flames And what do I get, for my pain Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game Even though I know-I suppose I'll show All my cool and cold-like old
walk unadorned With gods and their creations With filth and disease Porcelina, she waits for me there With seashell hissing lullabyes And whispers fathomed deep inside my own Hidden thoughts and
: Cast the pearls aside, of a simple life of need Come into my life forever The crumbled cities stand as known Of the sights you have been shown Of the
heart and home The sun is out and up and down again I know I'll make it, love can last forever Graceful swans of never topple to the earth And you can
my mind But sometimes a someone is so hard to find And I'll do anything to keep her here tonite And I'll say anything to make her feel alright And I'll
exactly where I was And I knew the meaning of it all And I knew the distance to the sun And I knew the echo that is love And I knew the secrets in your
it all And I don't even care to shake these zipper blues And we don't know Just where our bones will rest To dust I guess Forgotten and absorbed into
no feelings Bless the martyrs and kiss the kids For knowing better, for knowing this Cause you're all whores and I'm a fag And I've got no mother and
Boredoms in the bathroom shaking out the loose teeth Sally's in the stirrups claiming her destiny And nobody nowhere understands anything About me and
: We only come out at night, the days are much too bright We only come out at night And once again, you'll pretend to know me well, my friends And once
ll let the world spin on to another place We'll climb the tallest tree above it all To look down on you and me and them And I'm sure you know me well,