Tuesday 22 May 2007

current occupation: selling fire in hell

your love would be hell, but it's just not hot enough, baby.

some people are lions, some are cats.
i'm the bullet, blasting a hole into all of your five senses.
shoot this into your veins and feel the burn.
you can't teach this before you've learnt it.
you can't break the rules until you know what they are.
how far can this bend, bend, bend until it snaps in half?

will this provoke the kids or revoke the privillage?

i wrote a fairy-tale of L.O.V.E.
it begins with "once upon a time..."
and ends in "... happily ever after"
because truth won't sell this line.

that gold is untouchable, and that kid is unlovable.
that golden kid is unbelieveable.
{all i believe is the lie}
i'm stuck between conspiracy theories and cold hard reality.
the fence digs into my legs, forcing me to jump to one side.
but i just can't decide.

we're gonna make your hearts explode with everything you'd never known.
that's a promise she kissed onto your lips.
the fuck-me-red lipstick will leave it's mark.
just like she will.

i'm mediocre, but cut deeper.

these eyes are wide closed, but you look better this way.