Ha! Pre-Smut!!!!
apathetic
P-I-X-I-E S-T-I-C-K-S-!-!
I'm high on pixie sticks!!!I don't have a history
My past is some old mystery
I don't know what happened before
Do I really care anymore?
Can't I be someone other than me?
Someone you haven't made me out to be
You've called me bitch, called me whore
I got my gun and I'm knocking at your door
And I put my gun up to my chest
One shot – its over – I can get some rest
Dropping blood… stains the walls…
Is it mine…?
Can it tell me all that I wanna know?
Can it show me where I need to go?
Yeah, you stare at me in disbelief
Call 9-1-1 and wish for relief
I laugh, choke, and spit blood from my throat
Letting it stain my treasured trench-coat
Each and everyday is too much for me
So I'll cry, I'll die, isn't this what you wanted to see?
Stop your shrieks, this is what you told me to do
It's not suicide when the murderer's you
The pain is building behind my eyes
Will it take me off to Paradise?
Sirens scream and flashing lights
Interrupt the silence of the night
I'll go and never return
Leaving you with a lesson unlearned
And I'll sing:
Dropping blood… stains the walls…
Is it mine…?
Can it tell me all that I wanna know?
Can it show me where I need to go?
I walk down Heaven's way
Just like I did back in the day
That was before I knew
How much of me was in you
You swear you hate my soul
Saying I was cold – saying I was coal
Each day and all day
I go down the path but I don't pray
God kicked me out of Heaven and said
I'd wake up in a hospital bed
I was singing:
Dropping blood… stains the walls…
Is it mine…?
Can it tell me what I wanna know?
Can it tell me where I need to go?
I wake up and I see you there
Sleeping without a care
Wouldn't you love to know what I do?
Even if you hate me, I'll always love you
So cold, your lips on mine
So tired, wasting my time
Blood stains my fingertips now
Makes me wonder why and how
I remember being so sad
Shooting the gun that my father had
Don't you see? Everything in me is dead
Yet somehow, my blood runs red
Like yours…?
Am I alive…?
Why didn't I die…?
I should be dead
I shot me dead
Why aren't I dead…?
Guess it's 'cause my blood runs red
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