Tuesday, July 10, 2007

its burnt honey, its burnt.

You've set your stage ablaze
oh the retching of your ego
i kept my three eyes glazed
oh i threw my heart into space

There was a yearning for applause
there came the standing ovation
to take that hat off for a cause
'tis but a charade of appreciation.

some thing's burnt someones hurt
I paint a face for me to hide
smile side by side i do comply
don't kid me honey theres not a place my dove will confide.

feels like my drug is a dove and my heart is the residue
feels like the heart is in love and my faith only rests in you
feels like that dove has perched and rested inside of me
and that faint odour, sweet bird i roast, sweet blasphemy.

be there a fraud, be there a god
my home is both, they kiss and cut me.
this is not about love
this is the performance,
this is a chance for me to hate me.

dear dirt i'm sorry to have rid you
dear dust, one day i'll join you.
till then my evil, my inner whore,
i've got a another to give, a stain of a life to live
this chance i'll take to scrub my soul,
i'll cleanse it till it sparkles,
till its sore.
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