i'm lost
tonight
down deep where
the dirt is like muddy waters
and the demons of the air
have the uncanny ability
to crush your chest cavity thin
it weans itself, but then as soon as it sees its chance
it wanders on by, taking whatever it pleases, or sees
...Anything could be something worth tormenting .
i'm supposed to be fighting
the demon, the devil in disguise
tonight his tricks are like kitten licks
and of course its easier just to play along.
to sing his song the way he's want it to be sung
to give his blood something to take from
he demands total allegiance, he demands complete loyalty
like a dog on a leash, at his feet with not a thought of her own.
he likes to hide in places where the dirt is
all those teeny tiny places you dont want to go to
and dont ever want to think about
he lives there.
now you live there too.
you want to think he doesn't have you
but he does.
he has you tied in knots, and tied up, down. sideways, backwards and insideout.
he has me anyway.
he has everything i own
and everything i could become.
he has everything i fear.
he has everything i fear.
he has everything i fear in order to use it against.
her playful innocence.
her charming allure
her lovely intelligence
her box full of tears
she's got a pocket full of love on her
wherever she goes
whenever he's not taking her private attention
she'll find herself a pretty little charm, and a dance full of steps, a song sung free and beautiful, and a love once innocent again.
i'm lost in a dream world
and in a dark world
and in a bittersweet world
down deep where
the dirt is like muddy waters
and the demons of the air
have the uncanny ability
to crush your chest cavity thin
and
she's got a pocket full of love on her
wherever she goes
whenever he's not taking her private attention
she'll find herself a pretty little charm, and dance a dance full of steps, a song sung free and beautiful, and a love once innocent again.
tonight
down deep where
the dirt is like muddy waters
and the demons of the air
have the uncanny ability
to crush your chest cavity thin
it weans itself, but then as soon as it sees its chance
it wanders on by, taking whatever it pleases, or sees
...Anything could be something worth tormenting .
i'm supposed to be fighting
the demon, the devil in disguise
tonight his tricks are like kitten licks
and of course its easier just to play along.
to sing his song the way he's want it to be sung
to give his blood something to take from
he demands total allegiance, he demands complete loyalty
like a dog on a leash, at his feet with not a thought of her own.
he likes to hide in places where the dirt is
all those teeny tiny places you dont want to go to
and dont ever want to think about
he lives there.
now you live there too.
you want to think he doesn't have you
but he does.
he has you tied in knots, and tied up, down. sideways, backwards and insideout.
he has me anyway.
he has everything i own
and everything i could become.
he has everything i fear.
he has everything i fear.
he has everything i fear in order to use it against.
her playful innocence.
her charming allure
her lovely intelligence
her box full of tears
she's got a pocket full of love on her
wherever she goes
whenever he's not taking her private attention
she'll find herself a pretty little charm, and a dance full of steps, a song sung free and beautiful, and a love once innocent again.
i'm lost in a dream world
and in a dark world
and in a bittersweet world
down deep where
the dirt is like muddy waters
and the demons of the air
have the uncanny ability
to crush your chest cavity thin
and
she's got a pocket full of love on her
wherever she goes
whenever he's not taking her private attention
she'll find herself a pretty little charm, and dance a dance full of steps, a song sung free and beautiful, and a love once innocent again.
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Please tell me you have all of these saved on paper somewhere. I don't know of anyone else who has so consistently blown me away. Your gifts, your talents, your beauty, your greatness, none of these things seem to have any limits in you.