Pink


All These People In My House
And No One Sees Them But Me.
Some Are Real, Some Are Ghosts,
But All Are Misleading.
And When She Talks,
It Thunders.
Evil’s Not One Of Her Names,
Just Another Hopeless Romantic.
We Can Keep This Going, Baby,
Every, Single Day.
Like Saving My Cigarette
‘Till I Go To Bed.
The More I Notice Myself,
The Less I Can Breath.
The More I Tell Myself,
The Less I Believe.
Still My Methods Burn
Like A Machine
And Still My Methods Burn
 Like A Machine.
And Every Time I Hear Your Name,
It’s Like Someone’s Walking On My Grave.
And So Mon Amore, Alone.


Don’t Wanna Get Use To,
Without You.
Don’t Wanna Get Use To,
Without You.
And Every Time I’m Under,
(When She Talks, It Thunders)
She Haunts The Land Of Never.
And Every Time I’m Under,
(When She Talks, It Thunders)
She Haunts The Land Of Never.
I’m Too Caught-Up To Really Think.
I’m Just Running And Running On Instinct.
The Panting In My Car,
The Echoed Wiccan Chants,
The Passion In My Heart Never Stood A Chance.
The Night Just Dropped,
You Seduce A Smile In Me.
Eternity Stops When Our Eyes Meet.
My Breath Is Lost
And You Got A Hold Of Me.
With All Insight, Of My Bones,
I Blink*

Cannibal JonesThe Ravenflocks

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