Oh You Little Wonder I paint on my face a smile with gaunt eyes let the thick black paint run as I then cry, powerless, hopeful, juvenile and woeful mouthing lyrics full of idolisation and little wonder It wasn't what I'd confessed intoxicated with booze, both cursed yet blessed a Pariah of the teen age, from twisted adolescence reborn weeping as pride lies at my feet soiled and torn cross-dressing to impress the mirrors using the inner freak to abstain my filthy measures verging upon the cusp of a downward abyss of severe mental health and nothingness through smoke my vision's blurred self respect depreciated and curdled killing the strength that carried me through looking at my reflection and thinking oh you lil' wonder - you lil' wonder, you

Please, Last Chance God look upon me, I so need you right now, reveal your love, oh please please show me how, I can't fight past this festering wall of decay I'm tired, aching and lonely, I won't make it any other way this heart you gave me is desperately ill without your strength I'll wake in the morn to it still, never have I had such luck with love, oh why, do I find myself falling asleep begging to fade away, to die you can't stop the tears that will no longer come cupid's fell from grace, swapping his bow for a gun and now here I stand as the#moonlights up the callous skies surrounded by deceit and pathetic lies seeking reverence within cigarette smoke, my ignorance deadly to some caring less and less, I think my time has come to either forget the past and look to the future ahead or to wallow in the self-pity that bloats my head I'm so sorry for everything I've done wrong I'm selfish, I'm self-loathing, I don't deserve it but for forgiveness I long - my sanity is twisting, my honesty it crucifies and bends for it seems any happiness I ever find goes away in the end I'm not stupid, I know this is my last dance oh Lord I'm begging you, please, give me another chance. (Sad thing is, he ignored me as usual)

I'm Designer! Roll up, there's another piece on sale of rotted trendyness, in absence it prevails sitting atop the throne of a plucky survivor my mind useless, my body designer I'm not a hero, I'm not a whore - probably both changing skin like fashion, both corrupt and gross - oh do you like my hair, my bulging erotic excess? I moisturised my face today with feaces and ground insects eyes diamonds swamped in a pool of lies followed by a scent of longing whilst inside swarms flies thinking we know beauty, we snatch for fear others will take but on the outside its easy to fabricate, to fake I smell of roses today, oh yes I'm soo exquisite killing in the name of love, juvenile and disgustingly delinquent destroying myself to create a new persona I can own but how can you have something that's already gone one thousand suits I have with no happiness to show I'll sell you a million, it's in desperation greed grows, smiling sweetly as I descend into the land of sensual dreams whilst inside my morality fits and screams there's another piece on sale no longer fashionable but frail dragged from the tears of an unlucky survivor, my mind's useless, my body bedazzling oh I'm designer!

I've Got A Feelin' I've got this feeling in my bones it makes my eyes wiggle and it makes my lungs shake - I've got this nuance inside my body, oh it makes my voice giggle, oh baby put on the brakes I said ah, don't shoot - I said yes, darlin' let's dance to the roof Oh! I've got this tingle deep on my insides the music jives and it makes my butt sway oh baby let me take you to the vertigo hillside of brash disillusionment, I'll take you all the way - I said ah, no don't shoot I said yes yes darlin' let's dance to the roof Oh! I've got this excitement deep in my body you thrash your hips, you tease and you pray you beg the God of my fascist inner core pouting those lips, hoping under the stars I'll take you away asking questions we know the answers to what is love, hah who really cares I've got this snazzy feeling inside I just can't hide, oh take off those heels and follow me up the stairs!

Deaths First Kiss Plastic bags with bombs in distorted lies addled with sin gunfire, controversy, gay meditation Deaths first kiss gripping the nation Europe in disarray, refugees fleeing war people battle for their identities behind makeshift walls grey stained weatherfronts, conflict that's never dead panic reverberating as our streets run red oh old friend what has the world become infatuated with power massacre reigns beneath the sun ignorant to the future our forebearers fought for we blow each other up as sanity thaws but amidst the battles, bloodshed and gore hope still blooms, albeit crippled for the answer's simple that'll leave all this behind; nurture your own faith and I will mine.