Rustle. Riccadonna. Remnants & Lies
too long, I've been in this disguise
Dreams fallen apart
and broken hearts
When will the madness end, my friend?
Tickle, trickle, tipple
I'm tired of wandering
wondering
drifting
It's so a short a time we have
shouldn't we be happy?
Instead we work & tire
that constant struggle,
that financial desire
or a quest for fame
& in a few years,
will they remember your name?
So back down I drown
into that drunked-ness blurred vision
& make nothing of all this wisdom
When will the madness end my friend?
When can I go home?
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Tippy Toeing
Whisper, winter, wannabe
& all that was, between you and me
Kiss. Kill. Incarcerate.
You think you're here?
You're too late!
You never stopped me
from losing control
& all along you knew
I could have it all.
All the boys & all the girls,
they'd all come to see
how far I'd come
& still I surprise, even the most sceptical ones.
Tippy toeing
across the coal that burnt your dreams
gathering the charcoal and dust
of something
that never really was.
& all that was, between you and me
Kiss. Kill. Incarcerate.
You think you're here?
You're too late!
You never stopped me
from losing control
& all along you knew
I could have it all.
All the boys & all the girls,
they'd all come to see
how far I'd come
& still I surprise, even the most sceptical ones.
Tippy toeing
across the coal that burnt your dreams
gathering the charcoal and dust
of something
that never really was.
Chem
I hate this chemical imbalance
and then I consider, this is how we should be
Some are born logical
some, born to work,
Sam Beckett said
"we're all born mad, some remain so".
Those like me,
we breathe creativity,
and we try to make it work.
So I need my match to be opposite
someone, to keep the balance.
Someone to keep me balanced.
Yeah, and I've got these grazes
damage I've done
too long, this goes on
and I dislike the feeling of regret
still knowing, it's not done yet.
How far will I fall next time
and can I go back, behind that line
Keep it quiet
inside your mind.
Relax you eyes
you're not yet blind.
and then I consider, this is how we should be
Some are born logical
some, born to work,
Sam Beckett said
"we're all born mad, some remain so".
Those like me,
we breathe creativity,
and we try to make it work.
So I need my match to be opposite
someone, to keep the balance.
Someone to keep me balanced.
Yeah, and I've got these grazes
damage I've done
too long, this goes on
and I dislike the feeling of regret
still knowing, it's not done yet.
How far will I fall next time
and can I go back, behind that line
Keep it quiet
inside your mind.
Relax you eyes
you're not yet blind.
skin deep
He doesn't
so why should i?
skin deep
is all they see
all they want to see
well,
that's not me
but look how good i can pretend.
I don't know the game as well as you tho
so lend me a hand.
You're an expert with these things -
put on a smile
hide behind your beauty,
for a while
All the time knowing it's just a fuck.
it's not for us,
just for you
SELFISH FUCKING CUNT!!!
so why should i?
skin deep
is all they see
all they want to see
well,
that's not me
but look how good i can pretend.
I don't know the game as well as you tho
so lend me a hand.
You're an expert with these things -
put on a smile
hide behind your beauty,
for a while
All the time knowing it's just a fuck.
it's not for us,
just for you
SELFISH FUCKING CUNT!!!
Monday, October 10, 2011
Burn baby, burn
I'd much rather the fall of the fire.
Poor you have burnt your fingers
and now must stay away
from the intimate, the intense.
It's much safer on the fringe,
outside, looking in
Poor you will play it safe
and miss out on everything.
Poor you have burnt your fingers
and now must stay away
from the intimate, the intense.
It's much safer on the fringe,
outside, looking in
Poor you will play it safe
and miss out on everything.
Stilletto's
My nails are pink
my hair blue
and what I could do to you,
my, if you only knew.
I seem but a girl,
soon becoming a vixen,
there's no boundaries here
ask nice, I'll listen.
My toes, they curl
my heart skips a beat
I'll start with your lips
not ending at your feet -
These lips below, are made for you
my lust is not for sale
I know too well what you want me to do
without disappointment, without fail.
Touch this sweaty cheek
as I press my chest against you,
the stronger you become
tells me we're meant to -
Deeper inside you push now
but won't let me climax
I slip on my stilletto
and sharpen my nails
Do you like the way my arse,
it curves
and the sharpness of my nipples?
Not just a pretty face
this body
yours to ravage and embrace.
Suck a little harder
and then you'll do me
it always seems to happen with us
so easily.
No one else is here now
just you and me
so lets get our fuck on
and fall asleep happily!
my hair blue
and what I could do to you,
my, if you only knew.
I seem but a girl,
soon becoming a vixen,
there's no boundaries here
ask nice, I'll listen.
My toes, they curl
my heart skips a beat
I'll start with your lips
not ending at your feet -
These lips below, are made for you
my lust is not for sale
I know too well what you want me to do
without disappointment, without fail.
Touch this sweaty cheek
as I press my chest against you,
the stronger you become
tells me we're meant to -
Deeper inside you push now
but won't let me climax
I slip on my stilletto
and sharpen my nails
Do you like the way my arse,
it curves
and the sharpness of my nipples?
Not just a pretty face
this body
yours to ravage and embrace.
Suck a little harder
and then you'll do me
it always seems to happen with us
so easily.
No one else is here now
just you and me
so lets get our fuck on
and fall asleep happily!
South
Mexico
always sounded so good.
Take me south of the border
where my life is outta order
and the tequila runs free.
Can't pin this gypsy down
so i walk alone.
always sounded so good.
Take me south of the border
where my life is outta order
and the tequila runs free.
Can't pin this gypsy down
so i walk alone.
Timeless Red
we got alot of talking to do
similar feelings
now something new
full bodied & overtones of lust
so we sat down one night & broke the silence
with the drip.drop.slurp.
& both felt it deep within
yep, me & red
we could go all night.
time just disappeared.
then red did.
& i was alone.
so much left unsaid
but that was just us
& when it was over
we wished there was more
intoxicated from day dot
unstoppable.irresistable.unbelievable.
we thought we knew each other so well
you can never know it all
we could never have our fill...
fall
I fall so fastso hard
the imprint in the mud, u can still see if u squint
and everytime i get more afraid
i'll hold back
give into this war in my head
they tell me to go, they tell me to run
all it was, was a little fun
no your wrong;
pretend that we never existed
i never saw below your belt
you didn't pull my hair as i screamed with excitement
in & out, out & in
they said we lived in sin
i'm falling again and the rails are too far off
don't catch me
I get off on this pain
the imprint in the mud, u can still see if u squint
and everytime i get more afraid
i'll hold back
give into this war in my head
they tell me to go, they tell me to run
all it was, was a little fun
no your wrong;
pretend that we never existed
i never saw below your belt
you didn't pull my hair as i screamed with excitement
in & out, out & in
they said we lived in sin
i'm falling again and the rails are too far off
don't catch me
I get off on this pain
We never really had it at all
I guess we never really knew we started and stopped so many times scratching the walls, losing our minds those things, we never really had at all innocent minds & easier times, distant memories of a place, i wish i could find. i search these streets of pale and dark being alone is not always having a lonely heart don't look at me like you understand i never came to you. |
I never wanted that life |
you never offered and you never gave you just sat me in the corner & told me how to behave 'pull this face dress yourself like this that person you once were, well she doesn't exist.' i'm still... searching for so much more you know, we never really had it at all i've come undone and am lost for pins i guess i could draw them from my back; all those that you put in. a thousand knives & a thousand lies just once one day give me those innocent minds & easier times. |
BACK
I use to ride around in cars
listening to classical music
wearing my latest op-shop wares, how i loved what i was then.
how different i've become now.
Well, the rose colours glasses that i threw out the window in 2000 still lie on the side of that dusy road....
and i wish i was in summer travelling up that hill where i hit a kangaroo and we tried to break our sexual tension....
i'm not what i was then.
i've become this superficial liar. i lie to myself everyday and thought it would work.
if i could just believe the lies i created and the world i thought existed...
but i can't.
i've seen outside the bubble and i want out again
no restrictions now i am on my own
no excuses. just takes a little more force than previously.
no one to hold my hand - no one to hold me back
i was strong on my own
once
i want her back
liar
"Life is all lies
you just pick which one you live."
We never know anything
until we are taught
by those before,
It's the way its always been, always will.
So you go on living your lie
following rules created for someone else.
I will live
soaring the sky,
running through the woods
and feeling the pain your lies have caused.
These bruises won't ever heal
this ink doesn't wipe off
I've tasted the real world,
I am proud of my scars
you just pick which one you live."
We never know anything
until we are taught
by those before,
It's the way its always been, always will.
So you go on living your lie
following rules created for someone else.
I will live
soaring the sky,
running through the woods
and feeling the pain your lies have caused.
These bruises won't ever heal
this ink doesn't wipe off
I've tasted the real world,
I am proud of my scars
Shine
I am drawn by curiosity
she is different,
how?
-fascination is a consuming facet of life.
I want to understand
a hidden sadness
inside a hidden soul.
Is she deep?
Is her pain real?
Is the sky blue?
-Not when it rains.
That's your answer.
Look under the covers, she has many.
she is different,
how?
-fascination is a consuming facet of life.
I want to understand
a hidden sadness
inside a hidden soul.
Is she deep?
Is her pain real?
Is the sky blue?
-Not when it rains.
That's your answer.
Look under the covers, she has many.
colourful world
The red cuts them
and the blue cries for them.
it's the black that kills them
and you'll blame the yellow.
my enemy is orange
and she eats those passionfruits
those purple passions.
so pick a colour
because it's all judged
and once branded
there is no escape.
hide, cover, you can never erase.
its immaculate stain remains...
and the blue cries for them.
it's the black that kills them
and you'll blame the yellow.
my enemy is orange
and she eats those passionfruits
those purple passions.
so pick a colour
because it's all judged
and once branded
there is no escape.
hide, cover, you can never erase.
its immaculate stain remains...
direct me
so you pull yourself along this barbed wire life
falling apart.
empty vessels pointlessly roam
waiting to be told what to do
the need for direction.
you stand
poker faced
on the edge of your world that's crumbling around you
and with the rain, the earth forms a crust, a thickness you can't escape
its become too much
and swallowed you whole.
falling apart.
empty vessels pointlessly roam
waiting to be told what to do
the need for direction.
you stand
poker faced
on the edge of your world that's crumbling around you
and with the rain, the earth forms a crust, a thickness you can't escape
its become too much
and swallowed you whole.
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