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14 May 2011

Skinny Little Bitch






My dear boy I want to say


I'm not the game you want to play


I'm not the girl y0u want to Fuck,


I'm not a Whore,I'm not a cunt !



I overcame my bone structure and metabolism
I made myself engage in mind-numbing conversation
A fad diet left me with skin, bone and bitterness
starved myself to a petite listening to repetitive electro shit

Prey to the fairies
she got her wish
tied up and vacuous
she made the switch
step into her carriage
put on the ritz
saliva laced malicious
skinny little bitch (singin’)

LA LA LA LA

hey, like my tats? Full sleeve, Black and White
2 toned, no-ones’ home, in today, out tonight
shiny happy die alone, viscous girls, plastic guys
you keep on scratching my back and I’ll scratch out your eyes

(he is the) home coming queen, hip new breed of clique
wears a Tiara made of daggers and is in the top 8
you throw him a kiss he throws hi-voltage bouquets
if he can’t have your affection then he’ll thrive on your hate

membrane of bitterness
words that rip
Topped of with a tongue with your name on it’s tip
Hatred for a skeleton
ugly and rich
all wrapped up in a skinny little bitch (singin')

Dragul eu de paishpe ani








dragul eu de 14 ani                                                      
cat de fericit tu erai
nu fumai si nu beai
de drogat nici nu stiai
nu aveai griji probleme
dar faceai doar mici belele
erai plin de energie si indragostit
nu te mai opreai din iubit
acum la o varsta inaintata
iti aduci aminte cateodata
ca fara bautura sau tigari
vedeai viata in culori
acum ajungi si la heroina
viata iti e o rutina
nu stii daca mori sau traiesti
si ai uitat sa iubesti !




 

Codrina