November 07, 2010

Sometimes I just sort of lose days.

Such as yesterday. Seriously, what happened to it?

Anyway, in a futile attempt to make it up to you, lovelies, I offer you My Sweet Medusa by Once Nothing.



I'm saturated with your venom
I'm covered in your poison
This was a ride bound for destruction
My driver with sweet seduction

Your mouth turned into a machine gun
And your tongue twisted like the serpents
Fingers like razorblades caressed my face
The skin of a snake against my chest

I drank your lies like a cheap wine
And I took you in like an orphan off the street
I drank your lies
I drank your lies
And I took you in like an orphan off the street

How could I have been the one you're looking for?
I turned around and saw the devil at my door
How could I have been the one you're looking for?
I turned around and saw the devil at my door

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