Vochii

Lick the sky with my thirsty eyes, nothing much to do, I guess, Wallow in the world as it spins around, pain is all that fills my chest, Staggering, stepping, stumbling on, voiding over every pave, Stampedes of my kind pile into trains, as they dig their future graves. Every thought that raced into my mind, always get the answer "NO," Keep on pretending for no reason, nothing but a monkey show Don't wanna drink but I drink anyway, drink after drink all night, As this little journey continues on, hurry, have another pint. Every effect is a plague on my brain, still I suck up every sip, The side effects are what cause all of my pain, an id

Tears on her eyes, she's a shattered-hearted, broken mess, In the tension of the pressure and the stress, She mumbles words like poison as she gets up from the floor, She will stand ontop of millions and take the world, Why can't she be cute like all the other girls? A cheap, pathetic brand is what has made these lying whores. But does she know she's never really had friend? No one, no one, there's nothing, none. And all she ever does is smile and pretend, It hurts, it hurts, it really, really hurts, Hanging on her strings she's got a sickness in her head, Promising her mama she'd be better off dead, Hide away her sadness, tell em all that

Simply made of perfection, I would love to see your face, Eaten half with infection, I am questioning the taste. With your droopy puppy eyes, With the taste of liquorice, Tell me that it is alright, For them to be the main dish. Mille feuille-oh yes, what are the ingredients? I'll reply that it is made of dreams, Can I eat it all, how am I so small? I'll reply to you that I LOVE SWEETS. Addicted to candy and love, tell me what is there for the full course? I'll insist, I cannot resist, I will eat it all- as long as it's yours <3 Let me drink the metallic stink from the nectar, draining from your lungs, Grind my teeth with what is beneath

Two small traits- one being shy or open, One is laughed at while the other's shamed, How can someone be a loving person, When disgust is written straight in their name? Two tall girls- one me and one a work of art, Both of us too scared to look at the truth, But I know she can play me like a guitar, And I know she'll rob me straight from my youth. Mother, mother, what a preaching angel, Father, father, why he's lost his head, He says that "homos in love will make death painful, Swear your oath and worship what the Lord says!" Claiming that it was "in the bible," Claiming that I'm a foolish child, Reading this page, reading that page, and it

Dear father, mother, I'm sorry for all I've done, In tears I suffer, still bending, breaking my thumbs, Dear sister, brother, I'll send you kisses good night, Love one another, I wish you luck and goodbye. (yeah) I've found myself along this never-ending routine, Addicted to my tears, I hunt for a new meaning, This crave of sympathy, it kills and eats me, I just want some love, just need a heart, To tear myself apart. And hear me now, I'll scream it loud, I never knew it'd be like this, I cannot see you, cannot see me, Screaming "I don't know!" And the creation, and temptation, Leaving me the ruthless pain, I want to live, I want to die, I

Before I noticed change, I had become and act of game, The miracle of rich and fame, Had taken the new role in leading my name, It's but a simple act, You sing all good and they'll react, And in the end, there are not facts, But a endless crowd that's drowning in the impact. Ah, beyond all the fun, There I will stand, the amazing person I have become! "Look, the star of the show!" Dancing to words they don't know, I hung my swaying head low, Alongside, I was dancing- Taking it in, Wearing lies on my skin, We all were laughing, and laughing to: "My oh my, my goodness, why?" Feels like a dream, Drowning in my esteem, And in my head it all se

Cockroach, cockroach, everywhere I see, Dirty, grimacing, interesting things, I can see them, down and up above, Infecting the people that I love Cockroach, cockroach, everywhere I see, We're all cockroaches, him and her and me, I can see them, crawling all around, From the sky onto the dirty ground Their sad faces that no one can disguise, Ugly faces, ugly little eyes, It's annoying, there's nothing we can do Deep inside of you They will scatter in Deep inside your skin Cover your ears up And keep up your chin Dream it all away Try all fucking day Open your eyes, now The little bugs will staaaa~ay Ah Cockroach, cockroach, everywhere I se

Funny little sunny day, I'm feeling rather fine, Everything's okay until I hear your little whines, Pitying your sorrowness, I don't know what to say, When I know that you'll be fine within the next day, Rather than discussing, you brood and ask for more, I think that we can tell you're an attention whore, I don't wanna have to keep on giving you advice, Always trying to be nice! You wanna die? Go ahead and die then, No one will really care if you just came to an end, You wanna die? Go ahead and die then, I have had enough of you, so you can just go die then. I don't understand you cause it's too hard to explain, How I suppose to when you a

Isolated, there's nothing but my remains, The remains of a wandering heart, Because of this never-ending, ruthless pain, I grow weak, as I'm falling apart. With the colors unfurled and twirling me, Of a brighter time, fading, breaking, Even though I'm nothing but a memory, I know that you're waiting. Cause all I hear is your soft voice, You're screaming, pleading my name, The windows fade out the faint noise, I can't scream for you the same. Two steps forward, I'm trying to walk to you, And I watched as you silently slept, I'm too scared to admit that this is the truth, I despise all these hopeless regrets, I cannot keep on holding onto you

Think you're really slick, thinking with your dick, Even when you've said the same things to other chicks, Such pathetic scum, do you think I'm dumb? Isn't it so obvious where this lust is from? I wonder what's behind that mask of disaster? Is it just pride, or is just more plaster, I think I would know. Parapa-rapa chara-charary, It is fine to live in such a pigly kind of style (oh no), Parapa-rapa chara-charary, But boy I swear, now don't you dare comer closer than 57 miles. Oh, what is this? Does anyone decent exist? Why are they all so damn sexist? Are all of the decent men too scared to talk to me? Are they all too worried, Or all the