#slotd

There'll be some blood, no doubt about it. I look into your eyes and I know you won't kill me. But I look into your eyes and I wonder sometimes.

I never thought of this as funny. It speaks another world to me. I want to be your Easter bunny. I want to be your Christmas tree.

Look up, what do you see? All of you and all of me Fluorescent and starry Some of them, they surprise I can't look it in the eyes Seconal, Spanish fly, absinthe, kerosene Cherry-flavored neck and collar I can smell the sorrow on your breath The sweat, the victory and sorrow It smells faint, I got it I'll take you over, there I'll take you over, there Aluminum, tastes like fear Adrenaline, it pulls us near...

With my kid on my shoulders, I try not to hurt anyone I like. But I don't have the drugs to sort it out.

It's not too late to feel a little more alive, make our escape before we Start to vaporize. Doubtless, we've been through this. So if you want to follow me, you should know, I was lost then and I am lost now, And I doubt I'll ever know which way to go.