Bruises

I can't stop thinking about cutting myself up
Visual bruises can be covered with make-up
But down to the core I'm all bruises
My little whore gives this excuses
How can this be rationalized?
Your brain has programmed all those lies
What do you tell yourself about our situation
How can you look at yourself without having some sort of revelation?

How do you live with yourself?
How could you possibly hurt someone like myself? The saddest part I would take you back
You've turned me into some spineless hypochondriac
Now tend to every last emotion
I'm so caught in this I cannot grasp its hazed proportion
Alright now I'll be fair
I'll just pull you by your hair
I'll just kick you from time to time
And then I'll love you in the meantime
It will be just like before
I'll be your girl, you'll be my whore

I am not an angry child
I don't run so hot nor mild
But for some reason when it comes to you
I smile at the thought of hitting you
I smile the thought of watching you die
I strive off the image of making you cry
I feed of the feeling of having need
I lick the illusion of watching you bleed.

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Tattoo

Suddenly you can live without me your no longer calling me up
Hours pass by without I can't stop myself from throwing up
I'm woken up worrying will you come back I can't sleep in past 8
Then when the night comes around I'm desperate and wired and can't fall asleep till late

My psychotic vengeance is on a killing spree
My neurotic tendence is just about to set me free
I think of little excuses of how I can get to you
I conjure up things that are abusive and how I'll be doing them to you
I want to call you up and cry to you and plead
I want to kick you down kick you till you bleed
I will bash your face in I will #$&* you up the ass
I'm gonna fuck your world up and and dwell on just the past

My psychotic vengeance is on a killing spree
My neaurotic tendence is just about to set me free
I think of little excuses of how I can to you
I conjure up things that are abusive and how I'll be doing them to you
I lost 15 lbs. and died my hair my hair black to be your perfect girlfriend
But you left me for a blonde with meat on her bones who makes mistakes now and then

I find it quaint how you channel your energy
It's seems as though you use it on anything but me
Watch how interesting I will react
Don't question why (love cause) I swear that I am so over that

My psychotic vengeneance is on a killing spree
My neurotic tendence is just about to set me free
I think of little excuses of how I can get to you
I conjure up things that are abusive and how I'll be doing them to you

Just cause we can't pull through
God bless the next
I hate my new tattoo

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Siren

Why do you decide to run these circles bruised around my thighs?
Sleepless nights the bleeding clots
Why your eyes encapture my thought?
Staring at, Smirking, at my ways
Lying down I whisper you can stay
Why can't everything just go my way

Caught in this trap you sneer as I fall
my list of desires, your company is all

You come as a siren who lures me to betray
I came as a temptress unaware that I'd be losing at my game

Why do you conclude that you can look right through my eyes
expecting to read what I'm feeling here
Claiming beauty left you dear

This Cliche's what drives my force to you
It's the element breaking us too

If things were up to me I'd follow through

Caught in this trap you sneer as I fall
my list of desires, your company is all

You come as a siren who lures me to betray
I came as a temptress unaware that I'd be losing at my game

Why do I react this way?
Why is it that I swoon to pay you
back with this vendetta out
I hate you for the pain, the doubt

Never is our day of fucking bliss
this beatlejuice comes jaded for my kiss

Little suicides defend the pain
The ghost of you that follows (haunts) me is held to blame
If I had you, I would not complain

Why do you attempt to tast
the sweet enjoyment of this chase
Never thinking, never true

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