defeat is always momentary - king kong
HAWTHORNE HEIGHTS
I need you now more like yesterday The last day I could see you smile For the last time turn out the lights My life on standby
As days go by the memories remain I'll wait for you. As days go by I swear I'll try until I die Anything for you.
I know what scares you the most Being Alone Or just like them Being Alive While feeling so... DEAD
Swim through these waters My lungs collapse as I'm gasping for air I'll breathe you in you are my oxygen alone
She keeps repeating "I bet she needed" She says she's right here, she seems so distant Saying goodbye this time the same old story Seeing you cry, it makes me feel like saying sorry Just a few last hours we gotta make this count We're counting backwards
BLOOD BROTHERS
So store your songs here in the Prommageddon pit because the kids are spoiled rich and they don't know shit from shit.
A hot tub stuffed with gorgeous ass? (We want it!) Bronzed lips? Mouth full of cash? (We need it!) A sizzling tan? Life of the party? (We want it!) A full-length mirror for every inch of your body? (We need it!) She shacked up with the wrong surgeon
Doctor! Doctor!
What have you done?
She slept beneath a blanket of scalpels
and woke up with skin like fingernails.
Doctor! Doctor!
What pleasure do you crave when sex lacks passion?
When the hospital lights are dimmed low?
This knife cut fashion lacks compassion,
but who says being an abomination of human cartilage isn't a statement?
Now cover girl, your cover up drips like dairy.
When I see you, walking by yourself,
I wanna cut the corners off your lips,
I wanna shave the angles off your cheeks,
I wanna wash the geometry off your face.
Those cosmetics run, run, run like ivory blood burns.
You keep coming back to get fucked on the operating table.
You keep coming back a different shade of nauseating.
It's time to take that face back to the bank
and count the cash you really make.
Pennies, doctor, pennies! do you recall when we were young?
we licked the summer's salty tongue.
do you remember in our youth?
we sought the sky's amphetamine truth.
(at the waterfront after the social) a carnie sold me two roses:
one that lisped one that hissed sugar foam
and love song needles i slipped them through your fingers,
but they just crawled up both your arms and whispered...
and that phosphorescent laugh drip dropped from your lips...
they said "oh teen ruby fiend, open those thighs,
show us the urchin inside!"
your gown gangrened down your hips.
reached out towards the oyster ships.
i pulled you closer for a kiss but the roses paved my lips
and made my mouth a grave filled with promises...
"i'll forget you when i'm famous baby...
i'll forget you in five minutes from now..."
do you recall in our youth?
we sought the sky's amphetamine truth.
do you remember when we were young?
we licked the summer's salty tongue.
scene three: this is the making of a hollywood queen. the christening of a legendary dream. this is your birth breath, this is your death sigh and nothing hurts quite like the first time
Take me to the pit of celebrity pregnancies. I want to wear the skin of a magazine baby. Take me to the pit of celebrity pregnancies. The five o'clock news is a fucking fantasy. |