I took a walk to see. All the queens down market street turning just for a fix . The ******* of the day doesn't matter when you only live for the score.
Greetings from the gutter. Go wash yourself clean as I embrace it's decay. Least I know my place art is never a safe bet sweetheart does his touch still make you cringe?
Meet me at the bar and we will get lost together. Goodnight to the fakes I have little more to give. Goodnight to you all it's ran it's course shall we just let it die?
To the designer junkies who's prison resembles a palace I prefer the chaos of my own reality keep your distance for your ******* need not apply.
The cutter scars I prefer to some airbrushed queen your flaws are your perfection were all ****** up so embrace the truths and ignore there lies.
Goodnight my friends my buzz has began to fade . Life is a bruise beautiful in it's story . Never hide the flaws for art is the biggest train wreck of them all.