clean THE slate....
today.... is february twentysixth....
clean the fucking slate again.... sitting at home... it is nine pm.... get this fucking THUG off of me.... .clean the fucking slate.... again....
clean the fucking slate....
turn off time.... and.... kill my mind.... unless the feminine part of me is in my mind now....
put my heart in a blender.... tear my heart out and throw it away....
burn my eyes out....
come out from under these new angels....
show someone the door....
and....
stick whoever is in there in suffragette city for a week.... they have been warned.... eye am looking for MY team.... the team in songs.... my songs know what you did in the dark.... and.... my songs know who my team is....
if you are here to collect the bounty.... on my soul.... my sister will stick your ass in suffragette city for a fucking year....
she has NO tolerance for bounty hunters.... the bounty as been placed on my soul.... by EVIL fucks.... if you work for them.... you work for evil shits.... which makes you evil.... and.... she WILL treat you like an evil shit.... with us.... you get what you give.... give evil.... get evil....
if they are still on board.... give them the same poison that they gave me.... and.... let the whole world see them die.... so that no one else is dumb enough to poison me....
eye NEED my head to roll....
today is.... march eighth....
today.... she says.... heads will roll.... on the floor....
today.... she wants someone to remove my spiritual head.... off with your head.... she says.... dance until you are dead.... she says....
will someone make my head roll....
eye NEED to blow the stars....
today is.... february twentysecond....
today.... eye need to get my.... head on.... today.... eye need to blow the stars from the sky....
eye NEED to kick that....
today is.... march third....
today.... she wants you to.... let the drummer kick.... that....
will that get someone off of me.... if so.... WILL YOU.... let the drummer kick that....
eye NEED to ditch the iceberg....
today is.... february tenth....
it is time to let go of the iceberg.... it is time to let go of the landslide.... it is the WRONG landslide....
the landslide is NOT going to bring me down.... paris is....
these eyes.... eye am cursed by these eyes.... eye am cursed by my.... lovers eyes.... also.... the WRONG lover.... brought these eyes to me....
eye am NEVER going to die.... neith the curse of theee lovers eyes.... they are NEVER going to let me die.... until eye ditch this landslide....
eye NEED you to wind me up....
today is.... march eleventh....
today.... she wants you to.... wind it up.... my dear.... had it up to here....
is she preparing me.... to become a cyclone.... and.... REALLY.... spin.... like a cyclone.... to shake everyone off....