18.5.09

Splatter, ransom, tied

tied back-to-back with the faceless ectasy,
spin me around, higher, higher till i can't touch the ground,
bend over to look closer to the splatter that is your life,
left, right, right, left, there is no why,
just cry, bitch, cry,
to your every question there is a ransom,
like begging for your love, it's damm hard to get through your steel wall,
oh, well,
here, watch it as i take a bomb and make it fall.

Sunnies is at her LJ d: