Paris Feb

I was hanging from a tree Unaccustomed to such violence Jesus looking down on me I＇m prepared for one big silence How＇d I ever end up here Must be through some lack of kindness And it seemed to dawn on me Haemoglobin is the key Haemoglobin is the key

Sucker love is heaven sent You pucker up our passion's spent My hearts a tart your body's rent My body's broken yours is spent Carve your name into my arm Instead of stressed I lie here charmed Cuz there's nothing else to do Every me and every you Su

Coming up beyond belief On this coronary thief More than just a leitmotif More chaotic, no relief I＇ll describe the way I feel Weeping wounds that never heal Can the savior be for real Or are you just my seventh seal? No hesitation, no delay You come

I wrote this novel just for you It sounds pretentious but it's true I wrote this novel just for you That's why it's vulgar That's why it's blue And I say, thank you And I say, thank you I wrote this novel just for Mom For all the mommy things she's d

placebo my sweet prince never thought you'd make me perspire never thought I'd do you hte same never thought I'd fill with desire never thought I'd feel so ashamed me and the dragon can chase all the pain away so before I end my day remember... my sw