People say they like me but how can I believe when they also like you and you’re exactly the one i hate people sometimes say that I’m quiet creative but it’s so confusing they say it to you as well I will stay forever alone in my deep and dark thoughts in the corner of the bar waiting for a good talk and at some point you ask me why I’m the one with the saddest smile I might come across very disillusioned but I do crossword searches all night you’re living your lives beneath the LCD light where real love serves you day by day the lack of sensitivity in you is so ugly and i know I will stay forever alone in my deep and dark thoughts in the corner of the bar waiting for a good time and at some point you ask me why I’m the one with the saddest smile
A Very Good Life
when I was like you I might have had less thoughts about murdering myself but when I see you I’m so happy that I went you sit there as a company of rundown longhaired I smell your clothes your brand new fingernails and i hear you whispering about me but I will avoid your eyes because I know I am the world’s ugliest lady I used to have less worries of life but when I see you I’m so happy that I went i never dressed like you I don’t know what it is this feeling of belonging I ran away from school haven’t we had such a great time together no I won’t reply to any of your emails I never I’ve just lost interest and I still hear you whispering about me but I will avoid your eyes because I know you all just hate me And now i have a very good life a very good life a very good life but people like you don’t need to be in it
Albatross
I am like an albatross I fly over the sea I don’t need a home I don’t need one You are like an albatross when you met me you said you will always need me If only we could hear what they’re telling us every day Don’t think. Feel If only we could hear what they’re telling us every day the thinking kills the feeling if only our ears would understand what they say Thinking kills the feeling I am like an albatross all the humans that exist I don’t need to see them and everyone almost everyone I ever met doesn’t understand me
I’m A Reject
Dressing up in white foundation I’m the stupid entertainer your laughter is so painful but I haven’t got the age any more to mind I’m a reject I’m a mishap I’m always behind Taking buses to the graveyard just to see the pretty grave art Your denial makes us cheerful because we haven’t got the age anymore to mind I’m a reject I’m a defect I’m all you dislike oh we might seem so confusing but your outlet jeans amuse me And in moments of weakness you have nothing but your new dress its so difficult to deny yourself its so difficult Is it not?
Cadaverously Quaint
I am a mannequin A prototype of tomorrows man Cadaverously quaint I’ll never tan dismally affected by yesterday’s man
Bring Your Own Wine
How can this be good When someone tells you what you have to do when someone tells you that you’re good all this confidence I don’t see how someone like you should talk so loud and high pitched like that Do you ever walk around and feel disgusting Do you ever think you are just a small creature on the planet Do you ever try to be out of your mind to be out of your mind I see you at the shop and at the bus stop people talk so loud and serious oh they’re so important all this selfishness I don’t see how someone like you can even like themselves Do you ever walk around and feel disgusting Oh it is so hard to smile on this planet Anywhere or anytime you bring your own wine you bring your own wine Do you ever walk around and feel as useless as useless as you are on this planet do you ever think anyone here cares if you’re alive Can you not just die
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Northern Lights
Perhaps an ideal way of life leads to an ideal way of death It would be good to be you but I’d rather be dead Perhaps a fashionable way of life leads to a fashionable way of death but to be in love is not in fashion anymore Let’s move somewhere near the northern skies and watch the northern lights and watch the northern lights come into my arms I want you in my arms I want you in my arms In a way it’s just not very nice to be around people with fashionable minds perhaps It’s futile to speak when everyone is online alone with a couple hundreds of friends and a couple hundreds of pills
No One Holds Hands
I’ve never been any ones prince I’ve never been any ones someone It’s all coming true you woke me from my slumber You made me so much stronger but now no one holds hands no one holds hands anymore I’ve never been any ones doll I’ve never been of any ones interest It’s all coming true our porcelain hands will save us
Why Not Just Be Normal
Why not just be normal she said all the black you wear is making the neighbors depressive look at all the eyes that stare the guy in the military wear doesn’t seem impressed about my lavallière why should I care Please lead me into a groundless future Please lead me Into a fatigue future Into a ruinous future Why not just be normal she said frowning in her council house all the vacuuming is making the housewives depressive living in this place is worse than hell the guy in the millimeter hair seems to smell the strangers in the air but I don’t care
Somehow We’ll Get Through This
Somehow we’ll get through this The sun shines on our dying bodies the birds sing in our rotten ears your headache my palpitations your mood changes and my aggressions In silence we’re lying here In darkness our cramps will heal
Avalanche
Please read it in my pale face ask me if I’m a goth or a manic depressive but please don’t be disturbed Why ever since I left our friendship breaks to pieces because I’m tired of your sad lives how everyone made it without romance in this city can you not see that we can beat the cold with our closest friend as long as we’re together we’re an avalanche No one likes each other In the 21st century I want to lose the others because I have to think about me
