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-Poem by HOLLY-
she looks in the mirror and what does she see
she sees a girl who looks alot like me
she sees a girl who is alone in herself
she sees a girl who has no more feelings left to be felt
she sees a girl so full of confusion and hurt
she sees a girl who was thrown down in the dirt
she sees a girl who just wants to be accepted
she sees a girl where the worlds hate is reflected
she sees a girl just waiting for love
she sees a girl who inside herself hope fits like a glove
she looks in the mirror and what does she see
she sees a girl who looks alot like me
-Lyrics by Cats Milly-
http://blacksquares.bandcamp.com/track/t-girl-video-blog-2395
No one fucking understands me
Have I fucking ever asked for a re-tweet?
Never in my life
One day in the distant future
I'll make the fucking purr-fect wife
House clean, dinner on when you get back
Hair nice as fuck, never ever fucking bitching on a rap track
Smelling like flowers and baby powder with a moderately sized rack,
But never mind that, uhhh...
I'm going to learn how to write neat,
Stop smoking cigarettes and stop eating red meat
Say "thank you" to strangers politely and wish em dead
Move away from home and still bitch to the Internet
About the way my parents raised me
Then change my name again and not tell anybody
Maybe then I'll finally find my place in this fucked up
stupid ass gender binary society
And then?
And then finally feel happy?
Who the fuck knows?
Maybe.
What the fuck do I motherfucking look like
Swagging like golf wang but sounding like a butch dyke
When I say that I've had surgery
I mean I've had a ski mask stapled on permanently
Yeah, it certainly hurting me,
But I won't never fucking take it off
The truth of the matter is whole world sprained my fucking feelings
But I'll just swag it off uhhhhhh-buutttt
I don't want no leggings, no tight-ass jeans
Low cut tees, just crucify me
Kay, here's my big plan
Dye my hair red
Join a punk band
And never fucking rap again
I don't give a shit, it
Works for me
People like it better
When I don't' say anything
Well whatever
Fuck life, it's just too fucking embarrassing
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-Lyrics by Eat Babies?-
http://blacksquares.bandcamp.com/track/kung-fu-action-gripe
Just try to discern what all the
Christmas themed cups by your
Bedside could possibly mean about your process of thought
They hold far fewer ice cubes than the mugs
Gathering dust in the cupboard by the Icey-Hot patches
And the batches of thermometers
Or flocks of thermometers
To the north of the birthday cake candles
That I bought, back when I thought
Birthday cakes meant growing up, and...
I've been masturbating far more frequently
I've been joining dating websites recently
I could use a patient, sturdy boned, level headed man
To care for a girl like me
Put my lips on anything baby
Puking pineapple party drinks lately
I've talked nearly almost everyone in my life
Into wanting to poison me.
It's just a matter of
Fucking time until I develop nasolabial lines
Indicating the first signs
Of being too old to illegally posses porn or cigarettes
A credit card, a mickey of rum or place bets and
No amount of chocolate milk
Or toads as pets
No sledding and no sunny day lemon-aid booth
Will restore my wasted youth.
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http://blacksquares.bandcamp.com/track/the-tender-surrender
- Lyrics by Eat Babies?-
I don't know
Maybe
I can't see what you see in me
I don't know
Marky
Your heartbeats
Stand away from me
I've got a real problem
Acting cool
Asserting social dominance in cheap turquoise shoes
I've got a real problem
Trusting you
Because I know when I'm drunk I know just what you'll try and do
Love me, hold me
I know, I know, I know, I know it's hard to see a girl like me
You fucking know, you fucking know I'm fucking lying through my teeth
Yeah, I've got some extra veins, I've got some extra nerves
I'm hoping one day acting cool will make me feel self assured
I know, I know, I know, I know it's hard to see a girl like me
You fucking know, you fucking know I'm fucking lying through my teeth
She's got your dopamine in her brain, she'll never be the same
I know I'm acting most tragic when I'm passing on the blame
I don't know
Maybe
I can't see what you see in me
I don't know
Marky
Your heartbeats
Stand away from me
I've got a real problem
Ahhhh...
I've got a real problem
Trusting you
Because I know when you aim, I know just where you're going to shoot
Hold me, love me
I know, I know, I know, I know it's hard to see a girl like me
You fucking know, you fucking know I'm fucking lying through my teeth
Yeah, I've got some extra veins, I've got some extra nerves
I'm hoping one day acting cool will make me feel self assured
I know, I know, I know, I know it's hard to see a girl like me
You fucking know, you fucking know I'm fucking lying through my teeth
She's got your dopamine in her brain, she'll never be the same
I know I'm acting most tragic when I'm passing on the blame
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