7/26/05
Junkie Bride
lady of meth, lady fiend
bride of trouble nobody
will touch with a 10 ft beam
how i remember the gleam
once cast in your eye
and how for a brief moment
we were one, side by side
but trains go on, metro link calls
be it or not dope sickness
or embraced in the bliss of euphoric
smacked halls
what i would give to have just one
replay of it all..
but night has come, in my crystal bliss
work demands me, insists
dope sick my boy blue
sorry tis you
i will be coming upon money
lots and lots o money
hold on paradise be here
honey real soon
and we can romance and we can
make our own spoon
fireballs they say
are in a class o their own
so long as O.D.ing be cut
to the bone
fast and slow, slow and fast
fuck me a thunder gimme a BLAST!
see u soon, COME CATCH ME
boy blue u wanna live forever?
let's fly to the moon
to the tune of marilyn manson
and his sickened expansion
o the pins and needles and the
sharp pricks
o the razors...COME'N BLAZE'N!
