[26 Mar 2005|07:06pm] Random Poetry Written By: Jade A band of gypsies goes sailing past And all you can think of is swirling mist On a vast glassy lake And that butterflies are free But we aren't For we're chained by the shackles of life And the man that lives in the house at the Top of the hill's been asking after you again But you're my angel, babe And things seem to make sense when you're there And I'm out of my fucking mind An angel without your wings Just gotta wait til your bell rings A band of gypsies goes sailing past And all you can think of is swirling mist On a vast glassy lake And whether if you died tomorrow The sight of your hippo face would Live on forever in people's minds Like a spider catching flies - Carrion flies that eat at your Dead and decaying flesh And the spider, which sucks Out your insides from your paralysed Body a rare source of poisoning

[26 Mar 2005|05:02pm] Your Bleeding Heart Written By: June You came to me with a confession Always with your bleeding heart on your sleeve You made me stumble, you made me spin But now I think I must have been mistaken (First chorus, here we go!) You're a wild party girl Going out on Friday nights and getting smashed Taking off your clothes and blowing kisses to the boys You're a lover, you're a fighter, you're a fake You struck up a conversation with a stranger Always spouting professions of undying love You rocked my world, you changed my mind But now you're a piece of used trash (Second chorus, let's get it on!) You're a hardcore skater boy Going out with the guys and getting caught up Taking off with the drugs and blowing the boys You're a lover, you're a fighter, you're a fake a rare source of poisoning

[25 Mar 2005|09:05pm] Out Of My Mind Written By: June I'm falling out I'm spinning around, like before And words can't save you anymore I'm slipping through The cracks in the ceiling I'm losing this feeling And missing your touch Your careless gentleness You drive me out of my mind So I'm blind I melt with desire Won't you put out my fire I'm breaking apart inside I'm falling out I'm spinning around, like before And words can't save you anymore I'm slipping through The cracks in the ceiling I'm losing this feeling a rare source of poisoning

[25 Mar 2005|08:59pm] Asking For A Lie Written By: June She's standing on the corner again Looking selfishly conceited as before Giving me a sneer as I pass through I'm trying not to look past Everything else that seems so fake But it's hard, it's suicide to try Everything is fading out You're asking for a lie And I can't give hope When all of my words are empty They can't see into our world Spinning myself into a hole of denial Distantly, I can hear her voice "Bad dreams don't last so long" I want to tear out my hair 'Cause the sounds are distorted and Everything is fading out You're asking for a lie I can't tell you the truth When all of my words are empty I can't stop to think you'd understand She's waiting for my answer Looking classy and self-possessed She's not asking for a lie It's perfect sense, it's simple as that Everything is fading out You're asking for a lie I can't give you one any more When all of my words are empty I can't find it in myself to care a rare source of poisoning

[25 Mar 2005|08:58pm] Where You Are Written By: June and Jade There's so much that I wanna say And I wish you'd tell me more I need to know if this is really real Why use more words Than you need to to explain? And right now you're just a (convenient) temporary distraction Keeping me from getting to where you are But maybe there's a good explanation (explanation) I can't save you I can't save myself It's like you're the only one I see I can't shake off this feeling But I still feel blind Because I blink and you're gone From falling headlong into certain disaster I'm the one for self-destruction And right now you're just a (convenient) temporary distraction Keeping me from getting to where you are But maybe there's a good explanation (explanation) And right now you're just a (convenient) temporary distraction Keeping me from getting to where you are But maybe there's a good explanation (explanation) Maybe there's a good explanation (to fade) a rare source of poisoning

[14 Jul 2004|10:00pm] A Letter To No One Written by: June [Inspired by drabble written by freshfossil] Hey Are you busy? I was thinking, We should get away from this place. [Spoken] I was thinking Let's sneak off in the middle of the night Let's drive until we reach somewhere new Let's leave everything behind Let's fly into the sunrise I know... Let's rent a cabin in the mountains Let's run down to the river in the setting sun Let's swim and kiss and love until our skin prunes Let's race back to the house like it's gym class all over again I know... Oh, let's stay up all night laughing until we cry Let's talk until we're blue, splaying fingers over warm skin when we run out of words Let's dance barefoot on the wooden floors Let's sit beside the window sill and stare at the stars I know... Let's eat strawberries, half naked, and play chinese checkers, the same Let's lie in bed, staring at the ceiling and listening to old house noises Let's tell silly stories from our childhoods Let's pretend like we don't have a care in the world I know... Let's get up with the dawn and sway on the soft blade of grass, wet with morning dew Let's watch the sun rise together, with heavy lidded eyes that beg for rest Let's sit on the back steps, wrapped in a blanket and cuddled up close Let's hum the tunes to songs that have no name We'll just get away I was thinking Let's sneak off in the middle of the night Let's drive until we reach somewhere new Let's leave everything behind Let's fly into the sunrise We'll just get away 2 drops of cyanide|a rare source of poisoning

[21 Apr 2004|05:40pm] Gone ((Whore)) Written by: Ash Do you remember the Mayfair? We'd hide in the darkened theatre And watch the news reels spin... Ten more dead (whispered) One was my brother (normal) So you hugged me And told me you loved me Then you were gone Gone gone gone gone I said you shouldn't go, But hey, you didn't listen to me I was only a cheap whore to you Not a friend Then you were gone Gone gone gone gone But hey, you didn't listen to me (screamed) I was just your fucking whore a rare source of poisoning

[21 Apr 2004|05:39pm] Burnt Goodbyes Written by: Ash and Leigh I don't wanna hate you You just wanna love me Just trying to be the one you wanted to love You are my vulture Chorus I don't wanna be me You're everything I wanna be Tearing me up inside Killing me with your burnt goodbyes You're breaking a person you don't even know ((Doesn't even know)) You're tearing up my insides ((Tearing at her insides)) Tearing me up inside I don't wanna be me You're everything I wanna be Tearing me up inside Killing me with your burnt goodbyes Killing me with your burnt goodbyes Killing me with your burnt goodbyes Killing me with your burnt goodbyes a rare source of poisoning

[12 Apr 2004|09:35pm] Twisted Barbie Doll Written by: Jade (Spoken) There was once this girl, Suzie, who mutilated toys. Her greatest mutilation was a Barbie doll. Some of the mutilation obsession must've worn off on Barbie, for she wasn't a normal preppy Barbie doll. No... she was the Twisted Barbie Doll. Y'see, Suzie filed all the toys she mutilated and created, and when she didn't file Barbie, Barbie ran away from Suzie, away to find her own fun, hidden in the black. One dark night/When ya hear a little noise You had better/Lock away your toys Don't blame it on the wind,/Don't blame it on the house, Don't blame it on your brother/And his little pet mouse What's that noise/What's climbing the stairs Don't move an inch/Though you're full of fear What's at the door/What has a chainsaw Think 'Are they gonna get me?'/(prep voice) Ah, like nah She's got uh, platinum blonde hair/And ah, two big blue eyes She's pretty perfect/But not chased by all the guys She digs really deep/Deep deep deep holes Throws in the spare parts/'Cuz she's a twisted Barbie Doll She starts the chainsaw/Whiz whiz buzz buzz Heads toward the toy box/Cuss that's just what she does She spots a toy/Lying by the box She struts on over/A little stuffed fox Gets out her saw/Cuts into the head Poor ol' Foxy/Half on the bed Stuffing's flying/Barbie smirks, then laughs She's two different things/Suzie's the other half She's got uh, platinum blonde hair/And ah, two big blue eyes She's pretty perfect/But not chased by all the guys She digs really deep/Deep deep deep holes Throws in the spare parts/'Cuz she's a twisted Barbie Doll Plastic perfection/Down to the waist Such neat stitches/All interlaced She joys in mutilation/Destroying everything in sight But strange, isn't it/How she does it only at night So when you hear a little/Noise in the dark, It's just Barbie/With her friend, Mark Suzie was the creator/Of Barbie, vicious child Suzie created more,/But Barbie she never filed She's got uh, platinum blonde hair/And ah, two big blue eyes She's pretty perfect/But not chased by all the guys She digs really deep/Deep deep deep holes Throws in the spare parts/'Cuz she's a twisted Barbie Doll She's a twisted Barbie Doll She's a twisted Barbie Doll She's a twisted Barbie Doll Toys, keep away from Mark/Her friend, the chainsaw a rare source of poisoning

[12 Apr 2004|02:23pm] Yesterdays Tomorrow By: June If I could take your hand And fly you to the stars If I could drop you candy kisses Upon your telltale scars If I could dissolve the pain in your eyes Make them crystal as the skies If I could twirl your silken hair Erase all traces of past lies I would Believe you were an angel Fallen from heaven Reminding me of yesterdays tomorrow I would take your hand And fly you to the stars I would drop you candy kisses Upon your telltale scars I would dissolve the pain in your eyes Make them crystal as the skies I would twirl your silken hair Erase all traces of past lies If I could Believe you were an angel Fallen from heaven Reminding me of yesterdays tomorrow a rare source of poisoning

[12 Apr 2004|02:21pm] Pounding Rain Written by: Jade Trapped in a world that ya Don't understand 1 place 1 stance Ya get it again No foreign symbols Reminding you of when you walked Through the pounding rain At 12am Walkin' through the poundin' rain Arm in arm Hand in hand Back to that night Life seems so hard Like it's all not worth it The cone's painted gold Switch accents again The drugs don't work Make no difference Triggering the pounding rain Walkin' through the poundin' rain Arm in arm Hand in hand Back to that night Changin' yourself Chuck on the mask Try to forget All of the past Your ruined rep A fucking slut They try to figure out Who you really are Walking through the wind and rain Walkin' through the poundin' rain Arm in arm Hand in hand Back to that night Walkin' through the poundin' rain (The rain falls down) Arm in arm (You feel so safe) Hand in hand (But yet so trapped) Back to that night (The worst night of your life) a rare source of poisoning

[12 Apr 2004|02:20pm] Ink And Paper Written by: Jade The day we met In that crowded room Full of colour and conversation You said I was beautiful And that you’d love to pick me up In your navy blue sports car Letters and emails patching The quilt of our existance I was your twisted Barbie Doll You were my practical Romeo Moving into an empty room We talked more freely About the world, had we been in love? And why 2 + 2 = 4 I said I loved you And flew away to hide among the stars Letters and emails patching The quilt of our existance I was your twisted Barbie Doll You were my practical Romeo I was your twisted Barbie Doll You were my practical Romeo Too bad you can’t kiss a guy Made from only Ink And paper a rare source of poisoning

[12 Apr 2004|02:19pm] Return To Sender Written by: June I don't understand the world today Everyone has a hidden agenda I can't trust a thing you say Hate mail, I'm vindictive, return to sender Stereotypes, you're a label whore I'm self-proclaimed, this life's unjust I know you're keeping score And again I turn to the past I don't understand the world today Everyone has a hidden agenda I can't trust a thing you say Hate mail, I'm vindictive, return to sender You've got no imagination My words are falling on deaf ears No one deserves this discrimination And I've got scars for every word a rare source of poisoning

[12 Apr 2004|02:18pm] Around And Again Written by: June And I don't know what to do The world's spinning out Around and around and around and around and again Everything is beautiful But here I'm feeling so fake Won't you put me in my place because I think I need some new authority And I don't know what to do The world's spinning out Around and around and around and around and again I'm only a kid, come on, I need some direction I'm arrogant, I'm innocent, I'm slipping away But lately I'm losing to this condition I think I'm coming in last, always running on empty And I don't know what to do The world's spinning out Around and around and around and around and again a rare source of poisoning

[12 Apr 2004|02:17pm] Predictable Written by: Bex and June Love me if you want Hate me if you want Really doesn't matter 'cause I'm not that serious Just 'cause I missed one thing you ran and hid Away from everyone, you're so predictable You fuck me off and I can't take anymore We went through so much for nothing Then you do this and you wonder why Why do you do all of this shit To all of us and all I understand is You told me that you loved me once But now I'm just not sure Dammit, you confuse me and I hate it! Love me if you want Hate me if you want Why do you do all of this shit To all of us and all I understand is You told me that you loved me once But now I'm just not sure Dammit, you confuse me and I hate it! a rare source of poisoning

[12 Apr 2004|02:16pm] Ever After Written by: June The shadows tell me stories And the words are in my skin A princess cries a thousand tears And here the tale begins [Whispered] There's no hope We're too lost The blood's shed This is fate You're too gone You're too gone You're too gone Don't go now Nothing's left and I'm alone Again and the pain is toxic The blade is calling my name It's over ever after It's over ever after There's no hope We're too lost The blood's shed Is this fate? (You're so gone) You're too gone (I'm so lost) We're too lost It's over ever after It's over ever after This is fate [Whispered] a rare source of poisoning

[12 Apr 2004|02:15pm] Turning Written by: June You're crazy We're coming You hate me I'm coming Turning Turning Sitting in a dark white room Shadows dancing on the walls And now I'm Turning Turning The silence makes me deaf The world's winding back And now I'm Turning Turning No-one knows the things I see Or the voices in my head The shadows roaming free And I remember what they said You're crazy We're coming You hate me I'm coming Turning Turning a rare source of poisoning

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