Sentiment
kiss me and pretend its okay love
and I'll bite my lip to keep from screaming
as the marzipan snowflakes drift from the sunroof... the moonroof...
I'll remind you that I have two eyes like porcelain inconsistencies
and your shangrila and el dorado all roll'd into my little serpment
and you sing like whispers and whips in the willow in treble clef
I can be your bass line tonight... a fine line between love
and hate... it drips between the time
as I read between the lines... be my domina tonight
bend me from my stem and plant me into crystalline
I'll harmonize my entire exsistance's choir for this infatuation
and the stars look down from the cruel sky
glancing at my body writhin in your meringue pallor
burning bright in the in the morbid light that's unsung in your eyes
hold on tight for the magic tonight... love
My head pulls back and fourth dimension rears its pointed head
at the pulsing shifting flesh that is your mind
mend me pious orchids and i'll be yours tonight