Stamp your feet on
the dirty floor, bare feet, bare mind (simple)
flung back--bare--
at least you’ve gotten your diamonds
(completely naked)
lying on the floor, lying
to me saying Never had it this good before--
now where’s the money haven’t had a smoke in
Ages ten twenty where, save me
two-edged sword double sexy
(twice as achey-breaky)--
Choking on your artificial bones, where
Does the silicon end where
do you begin?
Monday, July 16, 2007
Shameless
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