La Fille du Soleil (scarytale) wrote in writingstuff,
La Fille du Soleil



whassup, how are you?

stars are bored above,

lights are off at my lonely party

all night long it rains about you

runnin' vodka to heat the body

windows open and air so sweet

would you come to measure my heat?

where the hell are you?...

voices pass me by

bottles empty and mirrors broken

are you perfect or am i blind?

I'm a "redbull" without the wings,

I'm a sheep in a big big city

corpses probably don't feel so shitty

I'll demise my body to you
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