Woke up in the morning
With a taste of coal
Last night I walked on fire
You watched my feet burn
And enjoyed my desire
No pain just enlightenment
The burning coal
It felt like I am the blaze
I let my body learn
To enjoy the flames
I walk on fire
You follow me
I walk on fire
Just follow me
I must have dreamt all this
‘cause I don’t feel anything
Where am I?
I’m floating on fire
“My typology is . . . not in any sense to stick labels on people at first sight. It is not a physiognomy and not an anthropological system, but a critical psychology dealing with the organization and delimitation of psychic processes that can be shown to be typical.” —C.G. Jung
Just a young gun with a quick fuse
I was uptight, wanna let loose
I was dreaming of bigger things
And wanna leave my own life behind
Not a yes sir, not a follower
Fit the box, fit the mold
Have a seat in the foyer, take a number
I was lightning before the thunder
Well I made a few jokes but they said they weren't funny.
I tried to force a smile but they said it was ugly.
[..]
Poured my heart to a girl and it went on the floor,
And I asked her what she wanted and she said she wanted more.
I tried to find a lover, all I found was an enemy.
You don't know what beautiful is
Until I tell ya.
And you don't know what value is
Until I sell ya.
You don't feel what freedom does,
Until I jail ya.
And you don't know dedication
Until I fail ya.
I forgive you
Cause I love you,
That's why I cut you,
Just to heal you.
Just for the feel of you
Love makes it ugly.
Love makes it easy.
Love makes me fall again.
For the things you do
But the hurt makes it beautiful
I can't appreciate
That you were here
Until you're gone.
Cause I don't know
If it's alive
Until I off it.
If I can't have it,
That's how I know what I want.
And it won't hurt,
Not until you're in love.
I forgive you
Cause I love you,
That's why I cut you,
Just to heal you.
Just wanna feel you
“My typology is . . . not in any sense to stick labels on people at first sight. It is not a physiognomy and not an anthropological system, but a critical psychology dealing with the organization and delimitation of psychic processes that can be shown to be typical.” —C.G. Jung
We are not conquerors
We float with the tide
no peace
on knees
black sheep
can’t meet love
if there’s only love you tried to show me
tried to force me
then let the only love sink in my skin
deep in
let it hurt
smiling
those days
ain’t gone
who I am
do I know ?
so stay cool
hey you
a black day
ain’t blue
it was bad
am I yours?
Roads are getting nearer
We cover distance but not together
I am the storm and I am the wonder
What if I said that this ain't the one,
The slicked back curd of the yellow sun,
What if I said the riders had come,
We're stood downstream and we ain't got nowhere to run
In my eyes, indisposed
In disguises no one knows
Hides the face, lies the snake
The sun in my disgrace
Boiling heat, summer stench
'Neath the black the sky looks dead
Call my name through the cream
And I'll hear you scream again
"mom, it's me, I accidentally sawed a woman in half."
she said, "I'll keep you in my prayers."
I said, "I need to hide a body!"
she said "ok honey, talk to you on Friday!"
あー、あー、あー、セックスやりたいな
あー、気持ちいいな
あー、セックス気持ちいいな
僕はセックス大好き
いつもセックス、毎日やりたいセックス
チンコをマンコに入れたいな
あー、気持ちいいな、入れたい
鼻血が出るほどいい
マンコは気持ちいい
ぬるぬるしていい
プルンプルン、もしもし？Sex please
僕はチンコが大好き、チンコが硬い
I love sex, I love you
でもやっぱりマンコが一番 ぬるぬる
毎日入れたいな
ケツの穴にも入れたいかも知れないな
I love sex every day (Sex!)
僕はセックス大好き、一番大好き
セックスやりたいな
少しだけマンコをペロペロ SEX
少しだけマンコをペロペロ SEX
少しだけマンコをペロペロ SEX
少しだけマンコをペロペロ SEX
Oh, oh, oh, I want to do sex
Oh, I feel good.
Oh, I feel good about sex.
I love sex
Always have sex, sex you want to do everyday
I want to put a dick into a pussy
Oh, I feel comfortable, I want to put it in.
I like nosebleeds better
Pussy feels good
You can slimy.
Purunpurun, Hello? Sex please
I love dicks and dicks are hard
I love sex, I love you
But after all the pussy is the most slimy
I want to put it every day.
I might want to put it in the hole of an ass
I love sex every day (Sex!)
I love sex, I love you the most.
I want to do sex.
Slightly pussy with licking SEX
Slightly pussy with licking SEX
Slightly pussy with licking SEX
Slightly pussy with licking SEX
I’m an ammonite turned completely to stone, waiting to be found by you
Surely that’s forbidden play, staring at the clock’s second hand needle going around
The words are like grit from the palm
Smoothly, smoothly spilling over
Paranoia, paranoia, in a dream I can’t wake from
Paranoia, paranoia, continuing to dance
Paranoia, paranoia, it’s a dream I can’t wake from, so
Paranoia, paranoia, it’s reflecting the world entirely in monochrome
I can only hear the sound of my heart, waiting in this terribly quiet darkness
Surely this is a beautiful self-sacrifice, because the clock’s sharp second hand needle hurts
I try to remember the things I’ve lost, but
Glittering, glittering, they’ve run away from me
Paranoia, paranoia, in a dream I can’t wake from
Paranoia, paranoia, what am I feeling?
Paranoia, paranoia, I’m having a dream I can’t wake from
Paranoia, paranoia, if I have my knees, how lonely am I?
"Is that alright?" "Is this alright?"
"Really?" "It doesn’t matter."
"I don’t know." "I want to know."
Wondering to myself
Paranoia, paranoia, in a dream I can’t wake from
Paranoia, paranoia, continuing to dance
Paranoia, paranoia, it’s a dream I can’t wake from, so
Paranoia, paranoia, it’s reflecting the world entirely in monochrome
Entirely in monochrome
She's A Planet
She comes to me unwillingly
I take her hands and hold them tight
Her eyes are sad as if they had
Seen all bad and not a single right
The last few years were filled with tears
First of joy but now of grief
When she slept her life was kept
A conscience stolen by a thief
Her fragile face and shyish grace
Leaves me bereft
As much as I adore her skin to her core
She is in love with death
She wears her depression it's like her fashion
She's a planet in her own galaxy
My beautiful friend has reached the end
Of what she can take of reality
She wants to go back to the heart-attack
Which gave her a decade in coma
Her only desire is to expire
Into the dark world's sweet aroma
She wants to be the tragedy
The king of dreams wants to keep
She touch her hand to see if she can
Pinch herself back to sleep
“My typology is . . . not in any sense to stick labels on people at first sight. It is not a physiognomy and not an anthropological system, but a critical psychology dealing with the organization and delimitation of psychic processes that can be shown to be typical.” —C.G. Jung
Just on the border of your waking mind
There lies another time where darkness and light are one
And as you tread the halls of sanity
You feel so glad to be unable to go beyond
I have a message from another time
I'm your carnal flower, I'm your bloody rose
Pick my petals off and make my heart explode
little boxes on the hillside
little boxes made of ticky-tacky
little boxes on the hillside
little boxes all the same
there’s a pink one and a green one
and a blue one and a yellow one
and they’re all made out of ticky-tacky
and they all look just the same
"They say I did something bad
They why does it feel so...good?
The most fun I ever had and I'd do it
Over, over, over, over again
It just felt so...good"
If you want a lover
I'll do anything you ask me to
And if you want another kind of love
I'll wear a mask for you
If you want a partner
Take my hand
Or if you want to strike me down in anger
Here I stand
I'm your man
If you want a boxer
I will step into the ring for you
And if you want a doctor
I'll examine every inch of you
If you want a driver
Climb inside
Or if you want to take me for a ride
You know you can
I'm your man
Am I brave enough?
Am I strong enough?
To follow the desire
That burns from within
To push away my fear
To stand where I'm afraid
I am through with this
'Cause I am more than this
I promise to myself
Alone and no one else
My flame is rising higher
I am the fire
I am burning brighter
Roaring like a storm
And I am the one I've been waiting for
Screaming like a siren
Alive and burning brighter
I am the fire
It can't be bargained with.
It can't be reasoned with.
It doesn't feel pity, or remorse, or fear.
And it absolutely will not stop, ever,
until you are dead
"This is for the best
My reputation's never been worse
So he must like me for me"
Ever felt away with me
Just once that all I need
Entwined in finding you one day
Distorted sounds on oscilloscopes
Distorted facts, I could never cope
My private life is an inside joke
No one will explain it to me
liiiiisten baaabbbyyy
ain't no mountain HIGH
ain't no valley LOW
ain't no river WIIIDE enough baby
if ya need me, cAll me
no matter where you are
no matter how far
DON'T. WORRY. BABY.
just call my name
I'll be there in a hurrrry
ya don't have to worrry
'cause baby there
AIN'T NO MOUNTAIN HIIIGH ENOUGH
AIN'T NO VALLEY LOOOW ENOUGH
AIN'T NO RI-VER WIIIDE ENOUGH
to keep me from getting to you baby
remember the daaay
I set you freeee
I told you could always count on me, darling
from that day ooon
I made a vow
I'll be there when you want me
some way
somehow
'cause baby there
AIN'T NO MOUNTAIN HIIIGH ENOUGH
AIN'T NO VALLEY LOOOW ENOUGH
AIN'T NO RI-VER WIIIDE ENOUGH
to keep me from getting to you baby
ooOOoH nOoOo daaarliiin
no wiind NOOO raaiiin
or winter's coOoOollld
can't stop me baby
[naw naw baby]
'cause you are my...
if you're ever in trouble
I'll be there on the double
just send for me
ooohhh BAAAByyyy
my love is aliiive
way down my heaaart
although we are miles apart
if you ever need
a helping hand
I'll be there on the double
just as fast as I can!
don't ya know that there
AIN'T NO MOUNTAIN HIIIGH ENOUGH
etc etc
Did you forget about me,
Mr. Duplicity?
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face
How quickly I was replaced
And are you thinking of me when you fuck her?
I’ve tried to confide in someone
Find shelter from decay
My hand leaned on someone’s
To feel the acid in the taste
Ye ye ye ye ye, ye ye yeh, ye ye yeh.
Oh oh oh oh oooh.
Ye ye ye ye ye, ye ye yeh, ye ye yeh.
Oh oh oh oh oooh, lololol.
Oh oh oooh oooh, la lah.
Na na na na nah na na nah na na nah na na nah na na nah.
Na na na na nan na na nan, na na nah,
na na na na nah
...
Ah-eeeeeee,
ee-ee-eeeh!
La la lah lah la lah.
Oh oh oh oh oooh,
bop a-da da da dah da da dah.
Da da dah dah da dah.
I remember the wine
And your tomes of wonder
But no nursery rhyme
In the book of hunger
And as you clung to a twine
In your final slumber
I said: this leads to a kite
Up in the wild blue yonder
Follow the moon, Wind in the Willows
In the hollow coriander clouds
Dance in the mist across the asylum
Where the sirens echoed in the snow
Beyond the afterglow
You must, you must believe in magic
And we danced in the hall of Madeleine crumbles
Through Joyce’s The Dead and The Lass of Aughrim
A sea spell in the the dark for the late Rosetti
You were alive as a lark with a thorn of black confetti in your eye
Follow the moon
Melancholia
Here they come, attached at the hip,
Swallowing swords when they soar,
Now my clones know,
Where to find you!
Your bread and your butter,
Your dim flying colors,
We'll both pick a side,
And I’ll wear a tie.
will you fuck me while i stare at the sun?
I will be married to silence
The gentleman won't say a word
But you know, oh you know in the quiet he holds
Runs a river that will never find home
Now that you're glorious death
Now that you're faithless flesh
Now that you're spiritless void
You're hanging on by a thread
I feel the top of the roof come off,
kill everybody there
as I'm watching all the stars burn out,
trying to pretend that I care.
But man you’ve gotta find the truth
And when you find that truth don’t budge
Until the truth you found begins to change
And it does i know, i know
When you love the truth enough
You start to tell all the time
When it gets you into trouble
You discover you don’t mind
Cause if good is finally gonna trump
Then man you’ve gotta take stock
And you’ve gotta take your lumps
Or else they trickle down
Into someone else’s cup below
You know
Glaciers have melted to the sea
Things have gotten closer to the sun
I wish the tide would take me over
And I've done things in small doses
I've been down onto my knees
So don't think that I'm pushing you away
And you just keep on getting closer
When you're the one that I've kept closest
When we’ve licked all of the lips
And the salt-stained fingertips
It’s our own blood
My imagination
Is free
I'm taking tonight
For me
I'm pulling out the knife
On three
You'll see my rabid eyes
As you bleed
You've got a nerve to be asking a favor
You've got a nerve to be calling my number
I know we've been through this before
Can't you hear me, I'm calling out your name?
Can't you see me, I'm pounding on your door?
You've got a nerve to be asking a favor
You've got a nerve to be calling my number
Can't you hear me, I'm bleeding on the wall?
Can't you see me, I'm pounding on your door?
Can't you hear me when I'm calling out your name?
When I used to go out, I would know everyone that I saw
Now I go out alone if I go out at all
Just by a touch
By a physical touch
A thousand species were sent to the space
They're here just for leather or feather
You are killing me and all the race
Think, think twice, before you bite, disgrace
I turn to vapour and dissolve,
But not in this world, for I am gone.
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