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Such Pretty Poison
she is the poison that will destroy the world.
Created on 2003-01-16 12:46:21 (#857717), last updated 2008-01-29
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| Name: | Miss Ann Thrope |
|---|
you can tell
from the scars on my arms
and the cracks in my hips
and the dents in my (car)
and the blisters on my lips
that i'm not the carefullest of girls
you can tell
from the glass on the floor
and the strings that are breaking
and i keep on breaking more
and it looks like i am shaking
but it's just the temperature
but i dont think that youd believe me
it's
not
the
way
i'm
meant
to
be
it's just the way the operation made me
and you can tell
from the state of my room
that they let me out too soon
and the pills that i ate
came a couple years too late
and ive got some issues to work through
there i go again
make-believing
that i have a soul beneath the surface
trying to convince you
it was accidentally on purpose
i am not so serious
this passion is a plagiarism
and you can tell
by the red in my eyes
and the bruises on my thighs
and the knots in my hair
and the bathtub full of flies
that i'm not right now at all
there i go again
pretending that i'll fall
don't call the doctors
cause they've seen it all before
they'll say just
let
her
.crashandburn.
she'll learn
the attention just encourages her
and you can tell
from the full-body cast
that you're sorry that you asked
though you did everything you could
like any decent person would
but i might be catching so don't touch
you'll start believing
you're immune to gravity and stuff
don't get me wet
because the bandages will all come off
and then you can tell
from the smoke at the stake
that the current state is critical
i dont necessarily believe there is a cure for this
behold the worlds worst accident
I AM THE GIRL ANACHRONISM
**
from the scars on my arms
and the cracks in my hips
and the dents in my (car)
and the blisters on my lips
that i'm not the carefullest of girls
you can tell
from the glass on the floor
and the strings that are breaking
and i keep on breaking more
and it looks like i am shaking
but it's just the temperature
but i dont think that youd believe me
it's
not
the
way
i'm
meant
to
be
it's just the way the operation made me
and you can tell
from the state of my room
that they let me out too soon
and the pills that i ate
came a couple years too late
and ive got some issues to work through
there i go again
make-believing
that i have a soul beneath the surface
trying to convince you
it was accidentally on purpose
i am not so serious
this passion is a plagiarism
and you can tell
by the red in my eyes
and the bruises on my thighs
and the knots in my hair
and the bathtub full of flies
that i'm not right now at all
there i go again
pretending that i'll fall
don't call the doctors
cause they've seen it all before
they'll say just
let
her
.crashandburn.
she'll learn
the attention just encourages her
and you can tell
from the full-body cast
that you're sorry that you asked
though you did everything you could
like any decent person would
but i might be catching so don't touch
you'll start believing
you're immune to gravity and stuff
don't get me wet
because the bandages will all come off
and then you can tell
from the smoke at the stake
that the current state is critical
i dont necessarily believe there is a cure for this
behold the worlds worst accident
I AM THE GIRL ANACHRONISM
**
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