

Whores and Ballerinas Psychedelic super junkie,Whores and Ballerinas by ~ElwinTheElf
Jumped up, Spaced out,
Punk rock monkey.
You know who you really are
And you wanna be anyone else you can.
Cool baby, sexy lady,
Enlightened mind,
And revolutionary.
Tear smudged Kohl tells your story.
It doesn't mean a thing, but you sing it out anyway.
Artistic genious,
Frustrated freaked out superstar.
Sell your body and then your soul.
We all awake from our dreams with a deafening crash.
The little girl inside the whore always knew she'd be a ballerina.


Misplaced Faith Lambs to the slaughter,Misplaced Faith by ~ElwinTheElf
Give us your sons and your daughters
And we'll show you completion.
Your misplaced faith
Will give you reason.
Show us your loyalty -
Legs spread, eyes shut, mouth wide.
We'll take what we want
And give you nothing but lies.
(Your soul is saved but your body's up for grabs.)
Your salvation is tied
To your willingness to please,
(We mutter a prayer as you sink to your knees.)
Our debauchery is divinity,
But your pleasure is sin and sleaze.
I bless you, My child.
Then send you back to the streets.
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Whatever doesn't kill you, simply makes you...stranger
You see, madness, as you know, is like gravity. All it takes is a little push!