pskank

Ahhh, Morticia and Devilyn. Yum.

I need a girlfriend. Or at least some ass.

I found a little lyric I had written (I have many), and while I haven't developed it into a song (i.e. I have no skill), I wanted to read it to you.

I actually just edited it. Sometimes things change.

Madness

it's a never ending cycle, it's cylical
it's cynical and oh so wonderful
i'm accepting my madness, without stress
profess my hate, no sadness
forget my enemy, fuck her soul and we'll see
just why I'm so sick-happy



I also wrote one song which I peformed at Laga a few years back. I am only posting it because I felt compelled to. Coal Chamber signed my lyrics. Yea, I am a tool.

Ruining

Put on a mask of self indulgence
Throw back to days of my reliance
Arrogant so called pleasures
Lost now in a fit of silence

Woken up, by your flesh on my flesh
Shut down, by your flesh on my flesh
Locked up, and give no choice
Locked up, and given no voice

Ruining, everything that I have
Ruining, everything I wanted
Ruining, everything that was left
Ruining, creating madness!

Forgot about the sickness that comes with anger
Never thought about the pain and danger
Killed off all the hope and hunger
Oft-heard cries of the stranger

Ruining, everything that I have
Ruining, everything I wanted
Ruining, everything that was left
Ruining, creating madness!


- pskank (a.k.a. p-skank)