Thursday, June 07, 2007
gameboys
she stole everything your heart desired
and now you want it back.
coz she is the blade
and you're just paper.
tarot cards
why is it that when you feel like anything could happen
anything good that is
the worst just comes out
it's like that evil dude is just staring over your shoulder
invading your privacy
and when luck's all going your way
he jumps out and shouts
BUGABOOO!
fuck you.
earphones smell pretty
im stumped.
so i'll just regurgitate whatever it is that's in my head
i keep thinking of her flowing skirt and how she thinks she's all that. and i can't wait to see the people on sunday i just hope nothing bad happened and oh my gawd my throat is so dry my saliva can't even do down. and i'm dying for a coke and a shit. and i wish you weren't so sneaky and this other word which i cannot spell. and now this girl's come to disturb me and i'm not interested i'm not that type i reckon i'm more rockkish and all that goes with studbelts but not the studs itself. it had to be confiscated at court like i'm some gansta` yo. and i feel so small and i dunno what to do so i won't reply and this songs on loop and i love it so. will someone show me real love fast and furious and drift up the ramp and we'll speed up the octaves and scream our lungs out and laugh at the losers who think we're mental. i need a new boy, boy. i want to be the girl who turns around and stabs you in the back without you noticing a thing until you lay in bed like in that show with the threesome i can't remember the title. i want to control your every move like a puppetmaster. meister. mystro. hhhmm i want some ice cream and a push pop and yesterday was love and getting stuck in town and all that schmucknick. and games have to be BOYS. why? a corset and a workshirt. lovely. i can't wait to blow your top off and make you hard and make you wonder what you ever saw in all the others. and what went into your head to drop me.
I am aphrodite.
yeah right.
and now you want it back.
coz she is the blade
and you're just paper.
tarot cards
why is it that when you feel like anything could happen
anything good that is
the worst just comes out
it's like that evil dude is just staring over your shoulder
invading your privacy
and when luck's all going your way
he jumps out and shouts
BUGABOOO!
fuck you.
earphones smell pretty
im stumped.
so i'll just regurgitate whatever it is that's in my head
i keep thinking of her flowing skirt and how she thinks she's all that. and i can't wait to see the people on sunday i just hope nothing bad happened and oh my gawd my throat is so dry my saliva can't even do down. and i'm dying for a coke and a shit. and i wish you weren't so sneaky and this other word which i cannot spell. and now this girl's come to disturb me and i'm not interested i'm not that type i reckon i'm more rockkish and all that goes with studbelts but not the studs itself. it had to be confiscated at court like i'm some gansta` yo. and i feel so small and i dunno what to do so i won't reply and this songs on loop and i love it so. will someone show me real love fast and furious and drift up the ramp and we'll speed up the octaves and scream our lungs out and laugh at the losers who think we're mental. i need a new boy, boy. i want to be the girl who turns around and stabs you in the back without you noticing a thing until you lay in bed like in that show with the threesome i can't remember the title. i want to control your every move like a puppetmaster. meister. mystro. hhhmm i want some ice cream and a push pop and yesterday was love and getting stuck in town and all that schmucknick. and games have to be BOYS. why? a corset and a workshirt. lovely. i can't wait to blow your top off and make you hard and make you wonder what you ever saw in all the others. and what went into your head to drop me.
I am aphrodite.
yeah right.
