

PearlsAnd you ask me,Pearls
To tell the story of my life
Without any words.
But they fall from my mouth
In strands of tarnished pearls
You’re too busy to polish clean. My words are all I have
But they’re not good enough for you. You say you’ll take them off my hands, A rare favor just for me. I try to explain, They shimmer softly in the light, When someone understands The order they must follow on the strand.
No time for extra work You’re a busy man.
You’ll see if you can get Half a decent penny For all I’ve put you through. &nb


Broken MelodyIt felt Like a favourite song I’ve heard so many times before Reminding me why I listen every day. But this time I heard the truth Like a broken record the Devil’s enchanted to playBroken Melody
Forever. Play on! Sweet Devil you know me too well; I cannot stop this song I will not stop this song. Words tumble and tumble
And fingers fumble and fumble But in my clarity I see your actions better than you ever have. Subconscious love never deals an even hand
(The conscious lover always bets more) And beneath the table
The Devil plays a flute with three strong n


Don't Let Me CompensateSee, I’m a little white chick I grew up ‘tween the suburbs The rich to the left, right With nothing in the cupboards They used to call it house-poor We had the frame with nothing in it I’d walk to school everyday Just to be outwitted Then the prayers and announcements over the P.A. Warning me to watch out for Judgment Day My nation’s anthem was more a question than a song No pride in a country so young, so, so long I worked after classes, saved up enough cash I flew out to BritainDon't Let Me Compensate
What a shitty aftermath Trying to explain how shocking it was Dark
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i am an attention mongering narcissist as well.
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