- Music: "Brand New Colony" The Postal Service
Deadly Addiction
It's a feeling that touches the back of my mind
Opening it to different horizons
Palpitating episodes slow and fast
Hitting hard like tsunami waves
But flow gently as I endure the pain
Gaining the pleasure means breaking a sweat
I'll do whatever it takes for me to get
Shooting through my spine
From my fingers to my toes
Smothering my heart in electricity
Burning my soul of its innocence
Feeling so empty
As I reach my highest high
Light as a feather
That’s how I want to die.
The Bullet
If love is a gun
Then I am the bullet
Penetrating your heart
And tearing it open
Forcing you to bleed
Your every emotion
Making you weak
Without a notion
Choking the air
From your lungs
Gagging you with
Your very blood
I'm the only one
Who can hear these screams
Of your dear insides
Bleeding way for me
Pressure
A head filled with pressure
Almost ready to explode
My steady-paced existence
I don't wish forvever
May it die with the sun
Burn it away
Damn these bodily ashes
To hell with its bearer
Thy which holds my wrath
Clenched in his fist
Purging itself of all good
Sleeping safe and sound
I am the sufferee
The one who's trapped
Inside of this burning flesh
Which carries a stench
Of its internal hate
Exploding and bubbling
Prying it's way
Through my skin
An agonizing pain
My soul loves to embrace
This demon trapped within
Even my heart craves
This erratic beat
Giving me not a taste
Of ever dying sympathy
I hear it in my head
A head filled with pressure
That's ready to explode
My everlasting existence
I wish forvever
That it writhe in pain
Forever and ever
Writhe in love
Live with me just forvever
Bear with me
Leave me, never.
Red & Silver Serenade
Red! Red! Red!
On this silver night
The bathroom floor,
feels so cold.
0 Joined Me In Death.