By: Gypsy Lennon
I'm tired of blaming myself. I'm sick of living the lies. So this is me coming clean. Sick of the shelf. There will be no more tries... Back to the scene, There was a time when everything was golden. There was a place where it was good. The tmes where everything was Liquid Sex. Where the harsh tones were subdued. Shared moments that were stolen. And now all that's left is the Liquid Sex. It's over, we both know it. No emotions left. Just motions. But I'm too scared to admit. Doean't change the lives that are cleft. By all the commotions. There was a time when everything was golden. there was a place where it was good. the times where everything was Liquid Sex. Where the harsh tones were subdued. Shared moments that were stolen. And now all that's left is the Liquid Sex. So late at night, when fears seem bigger. When we agree to go on, even though we know we just fight. And the ability to rationalize disapperars. And the truth is left till dawn... There was a time where everything was golden. There was a place where it was good. the times where everything was Liquid Sex. Where the harsh tones were subdued. Shared moments that were stolen. And now all that's left is Liquid Sex. Nothing has changed. Nothing ever will. I'll still be here, with you. And now we seem strange, a big hole to fill. And there's nothing you or I can do. There was a time when everything was golden. There was a place where it was good. the times where everything was Liquid Sex. Where the harsh tones were subdued. Shared moments that were stolen. And now all that's left is Liquid Sex. And now all that's left is Liquid Sex....
By; Gypsy Lennon
No one understands. Yet they pretend to care... And you'd approve if I had run with you... And everything you told me... Now I see... That they were all plots of your darkest vengeance... Against him.. And I don't want to hear you explain... I don't give a shit if you cry... By birth I am female... And you are capable... Of things I will not do...What do you want me to say...? She is some one I do not know... Perhaps I should just keep my feet on the floor... And I still hear my questions... And I still hear your lies...You always said I was hiding... Hiding from you... And you knew that I was so wrong... How could I be so naive...? For some reason I can't take you anymore... No one understands.. And they all say that I didn't know what I want... They all say that I'm evil and no good... They all pretend to care... But you would approve if I had run with you...
By; Gypsy Lennon
There's a thin line on the edge of it all. The place where you wait. That God forsaken place where I fell. And yes I believe in fate. I owe you so much of me. I run, and I run, and I run, run, run, run, run, I run. When I close my eyes, I see, the name of the son. Shines so bright in the night sky. And we don't have the drugs to fly. My baby, I call to you now. Come to me, come, cum to me. I remember how, I took it from you. But you, silly boy gave it for free. What ever did you do... Yes my loyalty turns. And my hatred fades. How they all learned, the evil readiness to the lay. But I fear I've missed the real you. I'm evil and cruel. But you know you miss me too. And in every play, you're the fool. At night, I dream of us, in your car, on the walk. We could have made such a fuss. In your car on the dock. You screaming inside. Pounding, pushing, pumping, and pulling. I confide, you were filling. I'm calling to you... I'm screaming your name... And in everything I do, it's all the same, a play for you. I can dress up in my Sunday dress too. A play for today, just so you say, 'How lovely, my dear.' And you come to me, you come to me, you cum in me. In your car amongst the stars you whisper in my ear. 'Everything is defined by this moment on see.' But you'd make an ugly girl. I can't believe I sucked, and lurled. What a good fucking day. I remember where it was, I introduced you to nine inch nails. I remember the because. You had bells, and the Good Book on your side. And in your Sunday dress, in your car facing my back-side. You made such a mess. God, how evil I am. How you fell for me. Damn. Let it be. Just let it be... How you'd come to me still, you'd cum. You're Gods White Dove. Can't give me some. My Pagan love, yet I run faster, and yet it catches me here. My life's become the disaster. Where are you my dear. With your Greek noise, Pressed Hard in my chest...?
By; Gypsy Lennon
I'm sick of this terrible feeling, I get from you, I get it from you. So i focus on falling into the blue, into the blue, into you. I feel trapped inside your hate. It's no wonder I don't believe in fate. There's something in me, amd it's missing. I'm not quite sure it was ever really there. Quit pretending that you care. Your smiles stop my breath, your words bring me to death. And the pain you cause all it does, is reminds me what hurts. All my happiness now inverts. Living with you has killed my feelings. I'm tired of living with the pain. It's begun to drive me insane. I don't have any more words to say, I no longer want to play. I'm sick of this terrible feeling I get from you. i get it from you. So I focus on falling into the blue, into the blue, away from you.
By; Gypsy Lennon
Just like a rag doll, I can't fly, I just fall. I want to drive until I can't drive anymore. Till my body's no longer sore. My mind becomes clear, when all I have left is fear. Drugs are my escape, but the itch won't stop for fuck's sake. And I find, I'm past the point of caring. I'm past the point of caring, about being too bold and daring. With my back against the wall I'll learn to fly before I fall. The best times were on my back, and that's a sobering fact. So no I'm past the point of caring. About being too bold and daring. Just like a rag doll, I can't fly, I just fall. I want to drive until i can't drive anymore, till my body's no longer sore. My mind becomes clear, when all I have left is fear. Drugs are my escape, but the itch won't stop for fuck's sake. And I find, I'm past the point of caring. There's not enough applause for one more bow, because nothing can stop me now. You've dragged me down, my cries were drowned out by the sound. All along she was just a part of my misery, all the bullshit and lies left me dizzy. So now, I'm past the point of caring. About being too bold and daring. Just like a rag doll, I can't fly, I just fall. I want to drive until I can't drive anymore, till my body's no longer sore. My mind becomes clear, when all I have left is fear. Drugs are my escape, but the itch won't stop for fuck's sake. And I find, I'm past the point of caring.
By; Gypsy Lennon
You play with me this time. And it's here I find, my taste for the dust. And here the seed to my lust. I lost my shine that day. All in one lay. You pined me beneath. You made it so I couldn't leave. Pushing, pushing the way throu my legs.You pounding throu all my pleas. I was just a fucking kid. A fucking kid. The word love has been tainted to black. It's a sad fact, when you can't close your eyes. Without feeling everything is lies.
By; Gypsy Lennon
Trickle, trickle, trick... Trickle, trickle, trick... Well I know it, I can feel it. I can't see it, but I believe it. Trickle, trickle, trick... Trickle, trickle, trick... The needle has given me a fit, I know I'm not her, but I hot I'll fit. Trickle, trickle, trick... Trickle, trickle, trick...
By; Gypsy Lennon
I wake up with you, thirteen stories above reality. I wake up with you, some where lost in fantasy. I wake up with you, thriteen feet deep. Now I just want to go back to sleep. Yea, I really want you, I really want you, I really do.
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