Overdose in my mind,
where is my crown,
I wanna wear it til I die,
my insides around my mouth,
leave me alone here now,
I won't wake up for you,
this last show yeah,
all sould out,
I'm a headline,
golden oldies applaude,
they all know,
we wanna choose how we go
Friday, 5 June 2009
Sunday, 4 January 2009
as quiet as a house
my house is infested,
infected with rodents,
the stairs to my chambers,
all the ladders and hinges,
the doorways and stairwells,
all crumble and fall,
my house is condemned,
foreclosed without date,
the colour on my walls,
the paint is flaking,
the rust and the rubble,
a dust coloured home,
my home is breaking,
it's aching through bones,
the garden is rotting,
the seeds that are sown,
my trees and my bushes,
mold and forgotten,
my home holds no hopes,
it slopes to the world,
empty eyes of glass,
a barred up mouth of wood,
my house is infested,
my home holds no hopes
infected with rodents,
the stairs to my chambers,
all the ladders and hinges,
the doorways and stairwells,
all crumble and fall,
my house is condemned,
foreclosed without date,
the colour on my walls,
the paint is flaking,
the rust and the rubble,
a dust coloured home,
my home is breaking,
it's aching through bones,
the garden is rotting,
the seeds that are sown,
my trees and my bushes,
mold and forgotten,
my home holds no hopes,
it slopes to the world,
empty eyes of glass,
a barred up mouth of wood,
my house is infested,
my home holds no hopes
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