limestoneman
Bluelighter
"Better Than Me"
I want to rip out your eyes and rape your sockets
Bitch, I love you
(I'll make cookies with your shit)
You know I do.
(shove them down your dead children's throats with my dick)
But things ain't the same.
(I want to cut out your clit)
It's so obvious
(and piss on the wounds.)
So painfully true.
Hun, I love you
You know I do.
But things ain't the same.
It's so obvious
So painfully true.
So painfully true..
You're a bitch
I'm just a freak,
We're all roadkill now
And it's time
To move on.
You've got better now.
Better than me.
Better than me.
"Mildew"
The mildew becomes my family,
I am no longer alone
Soaking up the filth on the ground
Undoing my pains.
Disgusting sickness through better living
It has driven me through the walls
The bugs that eat me have become my whore
I no longer need your cunt
"Fuck Stains"
THERE'S FUCK STAINS ON THE BED
THERE'S FUCK STAINS ON THE BED
The blood splatter shows a big heart
This is making love, so hurt me good
FUCK STAINS ON THE BED
THERE'S FUCK STAINS ON THE BED
There's love in the air
the sweet aroma of vomit and semen stink up the room
This is making love, hurt me so good.
FUCK STAINS ON THE BED
A forgotten matress more full of memories than springs
A miserable lesson learned by a child
Such a skank is only for fucking
Warranty void at first penetration
I'm sleeping on the floor from this day on
FUCK STAINS ON THE BED
THERE'S FUCK STAINS ON THE BED
"Pseudo-matricide"
Days go by as everything loses its meaning.
Self-inflicted drug-induced coma kills the empty days one by one as apathy creeps in,
days turn into weeks that you were too sober to remember.
The stains on my clothes and the wounds on my body hint balantly at things best left forgotten
Even through isolation, no peace of mind,
no serenity is to be found.
Spiders and mites eat away at my singed skin,
tearing away bits of what keeps me trapped and bound.
My body becomes a self-destructive barrier from the being it belongs to.
Mother earth does not mourn the trite loss of another matricidal cancer.
Just another useless human being,
another typical teenager with blind eyes.
I want to rip out your eyes and rape your sockets
Bitch, I love you
(I'll make cookies with your shit)
You know I do.
(shove them down your dead children's throats with my dick)
But things ain't the same.
(I want to cut out your clit)
It's so obvious
(and piss on the wounds.)
So painfully true.
Hun, I love you
You know I do.
But things ain't the same.
It's so obvious
So painfully true.
So painfully true..
You're a bitch
I'm just a freak,
We're all roadkill now
And it's time
To move on.
You've got better now.
Better than me.
Better than me.
"Mildew"
The mildew becomes my family,
I am no longer alone
Soaking up the filth on the ground
Undoing my pains.
Disgusting sickness through better living
It has driven me through the walls
The bugs that eat me have become my whore
I no longer need your cunt
"Fuck Stains"
THERE'S FUCK STAINS ON THE BED
THERE'S FUCK STAINS ON THE BED
The blood splatter shows a big heart
This is making love, so hurt me good
FUCK STAINS ON THE BED
THERE'S FUCK STAINS ON THE BED
There's love in the air
the sweet aroma of vomit and semen stink up the room
This is making love, hurt me so good.
FUCK STAINS ON THE BED
A forgotten matress more full of memories than springs
A miserable lesson learned by a child
Such a skank is only for fucking
Warranty void at first penetration
I'm sleeping on the floor from this day on
FUCK STAINS ON THE BED
THERE'S FUCK STAINS ON THE BED
"Pseudo-matricide"
Days go by as everything loses its meaning.
Self-inflicted drug-induced coma kills the empty days one by one as apathy creeps in,
days turn into weeks that you were too sober to remember.
The stains on my clothes and the wounds on my body hint balantly at things best left forgotten
Even through isolation, no peace of mind,
no serenity is to be found.
Spiders and mites eat away at my singed skin,
tearing away bits of what keeps me trapped and bound.
My body becomes a self-destructive barrier from the being it belongs to.
Mother earth does not mourn the trite loss of another matricidal cancer.
Just another useless human being,
another typical teenager with blind eyes.
