malenky devotchka
Bella Morte
house of flies and white ponies
the shadows are receding from my mind now. and you want to
know the truth? i miss them. there is something purely
seductive about the slanting lights reeling across the
highway. spectacle. hypocrite? yes, of coarse*, that's what
they call it.
i know i can hold my breath under water for forty-five
seconds before panicking. i beat candles by forty-two
seconds. three seconds without oxygen and candles die. five
more seconds and i'd have been an ecstasy of flailing and
bubbles. i am stronger than a candle. does that mean
anything? does it matter that i was only three inches below
the surface when i panicked after forty-five seconds? does
it matter that i have a new journal to write in, but i'm
afraid to because i'm tired of hearing what i have to say?
DIGITAL BATH
You move - like I want to
To see - like your eyes do
We are...downstairs
Where no one can see
New life - breakaway
Tonight...
I feel like more
Tonight I...
You make the water warm
You taste - foreign
And I know - you can see
The cord - breakaway
'Cause tonight...
I feel like more
Tonight...I feel like more
Feel like more
Tonight...
You breathed - then you stop
I breathed - and dried you off
And tonight I...feel
Feel like more
Oh! Tonight I feel like...
I feel like more
Tonight I feel like more
I feel like more
Tonight...
-courtesy of the deftones
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