..Sleeplessness is the mysteryThat I keep in my headWhen I can not seeI sit up all night longWaiting for that sonant song to playWhy don’t you knowThat in my headI’m aloneYou don’t even knowHow I feel insideI must knowIf you were hear for meSleeplessness is the mysteryWhen I can not seeBrain waves begin to weep
..Hay Miss kitty, its been way to soonWent to the doctorsDon’t know what to doIts been way to longSome one saidWhy don’t you take some pills to dull the pain.Oh ohChildhood memorieslost in the cavePoison darts inject meWith sanityWhat is a woman left to doSomeone saidWhy don’t you sleep your whole life awayOh ohMysteries salved by a manOn TV.psychotic talk show hostsAnd judge JudyI don’t know what to doSomeone saidDon’t close your eyes or you might miss the worldOh oh
..The sooner that you go The sooner our hearts collideI may be closer to godBut you are all that I loveThe sooner that you goThe sooner I will be with youThe sooner out life’s will beginAs long as you stay stillIn the spot were you are atThe sooner our hearts turn divineLike a harmonious glass of wineI will imbibe you up all the timeThe sooner you goThe sooner my heart so yoursThe sooner that you will be mineAnd light will shine all but down on you
..Mountains of apple treesFalling to my eyesWhen I look at youLike I never knew youWe never talked this way beforeThis way we never caredBut, now we’re in the wayFruit from the vineAnd your still mineRotten too the coreMy love wants some moreHow do you know what heaven fearsLife with out thesis shallow tearsAnd you I know is goneIn the windWith no fear
..HelloMy serpentineWhat a divine love on silver screenMy heart that lies in your handYou will still be my manDeath to moneyMy heart would still bleedThrough all the love that you’ve given meAll thesis years maybeSoon my life may come to an endI love you holding my handThis heart only beats for youLeave I won’t know what to doSmile with me in the sunBe with me all aloneCome out and sing tonightIt will feel like paradiseIn your heart you will bleedThe same love that goes through meIt is pureFull of lifeFull of loveSo inlineThey know its timeI’ve asked several timesPut your heart in my handI’ll trust you with the same thingYou know the sameLive with serpentine
..Today I woke up in a dazeI feel like I have been crazedIt’s the end of daysMy heart was sucked into your soulI tried to stand up and be boldBut in this skin I’m to oldIt’s the end of daysThe blood stops I can’t behaveI drawn in my own painI make my couchAnd get out of the houseToday I finally felt ashamedI felt like I’d been slainIt’s the end of days
..Don’t lie.You’ve been hiding.Glaring at his feet.You keep missing each other.Misunderstood.Hands shaking.Deep in your pockets.
..To the sky above. I add my 2 cents in.For the crèches that have been slain.Had been laying on indulgence.I add my 6 cents in.Fairy like dusting on all my atonements.Shadows of nothings and partial excrement’s.Feeling this fable style end.I add my 9 cents in.A round about corner. A road leading nowhere that mends.I rise in this surly widow style bush in the dim.To all that is soulful inside.To all that is covered in hide.To all that is breathing and yielding for touch.I trust in the wilderness to show you this much.To the moonlight above, I add my 3 cents in.Floating high to know that this world will win.
..The mistletoe shins and sways in the wind under two souls.A wet kiss was had as the tears traveled down on sweet cheeks.Talk was herd about deaths from the past under her breath.It could have been worse, but the kiss was his first on this eve.Should I or shouldn’t I fall in love with this fool.A man who has seen the dead, fighting to keep his head frank.Confused am I.Confused to the point of despair.Confused am I.Confused from the blur in the air.I saw him leave in a daze.He made it home without feeling the snow in his hair.Give her a kiss, or something that you’d miss.Maybe that’s all that she needs.Wake up, wake up. The pain of the dead is to much.So sick so sour this taste that was left in my mind.I know I’m not able but I worry for you as well.It was real not a dream, it was real you teasing me.I saw it all, you were their in delight flying free.Only daydreaming lightly.
..My sensitive throat And the way I breathYour insecurities is the way we feedThe tainted lust.Our welding powerKnowing this all turns life sour.Feast off the pigsFeast off the fleshReading you is what I do the bestFingertips danceIt’s a fleet of disease Your insecurities is the way we feedJust a littleJust a lotJust a figure in the notPeace of mindA peace of youThis is what we were born to do