as always...my titles don't have anything to do with the lyrics, it's freeform wrtiting for Grindcore/Mathy Hardcore, and opinions are more than welcome (most of you know how opinionated I am)
She Was As Integrity Filled As Her Blood Was Carbonated
Starving herself to death, "Just care for me"
She Looks to the TV for Sustinence and Rejuvination
The Last time the Vomit flowed there was a gift of blood
Among the carcasses of dead animals, roasted
Her dignity sat in a pool of bile and flesh
Trying to reach her goals through false means
The Day she won The Pageant
Her Liver Won Failure
If a Xerophyte Can Do It, Why Can't I?
There are daggers in men's smiles
Hiding what they're feeling
Oh well, it's better for them this way
Now I don't know who's throat to slit
The Theatrical Climax Always Occurs In The Third Act
Try, Love, Fail, Wither
Follow my new four step program
To Misery and A Crushed Heart
Even you can do it for just 3 easy payments of $17.99
I Strapped A Bomb To My Chest and Strolled To A Street Brawl
Conflict on the Block
Two opposing Sides, Anyone for a Solution?
I strapped a Bomb To My Chest and Strolled to a Street Brawl
Why can't We All Just Get Along?
Morphine Injections Make The World Go Round
NO! Not Subcutaneous, Nurse!
You slide it here, that's right
It's a Good Thing we Do Here
Giving Patients a Trappdoor Opportuniy
An Exciting drop from reality
I love how this Stuff's Not Addictive
and if you're wondering...I've been reading MacBeth in class (hence the references to it) and also, I was going to be a Toxicologist but have dropped that dream in hopes of studying Political Science and being a writer. That last one explains the obscure medical terms and my hatred of a good portion of health care....not that anyone cares, heh