I would cut my legs and tits off. When I think of Boris Karloff and Kinski. In the dark of the moon. It made me dream of Nosferatu. Trapped on the isle of Doctor Moreau. Oh wouldnt it be lovely.
I am a chorus of the voices. That gather up the magnets. Set before me I attract you and repel you. A science of the heart. And blood and meaning The coldness of most beauties. Is a challenge tha
If I pump out blood in the sunshine. Oil on the wheel. That is blasted and busted away. A nail or a little piece of glass. A little piece of glass. A little piece of glass. Swarming like bees ov
(JAMES HETFIELD). GO!. Girl, you really got me goin. You got me so I don't know what Im doin, yeah. Yeah, you really got me now. You got me so I can't sleep at night Yeah, you really got me now.
Would you come to me. If I was half drowning. An arm above the last wave Would you come to me. Would you pull me up. Would the effort really hurt you. Is it unfair to ask you. To help pull me up
Im built like you are. I have a dress and a train. Your snake cold lips. Make a harsh straight line. That echoes through my brain. Youre perfect. Let me lift a glass high. Let me follow in your
Frustration. In my lexicon of hate. I see you with your portraiture. Does he love you?. Does he love you too?. The brush strokes. Kiss your breasts and toes. I cry icicles in my stein. The hea