A girl took me to see
Iron Maiden once.
She broke my shackles,
caked with rust.
She stitched my wounds and healed
my heart, held me close and
taught me not to fear the dark.
She kept me safe under her wing,
made me feel and let me sing.
She helped me through the dark of
night, till I was strong enough
to face the light.
She was my heart, and she was mine,
than I thought for now and all time.

But she fed me lies and made
me hate. Into my heart she drove a
stake. Then she left me
in the dark to die, with a
broken will and tear filled eye.
How can I hold my head up high?
Live without her? I'd rather die!
But then I think 'How much worse can it
get?' I wish I could just *******
forget and live my life with out
                       Regret.

Crush it up,
Roll a dollar,
Breath it in,
See things.

The oriental rug is swirling,
my head follows it,
the pattern is spinning,
so is my brain.

Jimi is talking to me,
his mouth is moving from the wall,
I swear I could hear him,
I swore he said something...

Crush another,
Find the dollar,
Stop falling,
Smell the powder.

The paintings are dancing,
the black light brings them out,
I can't see straight now,
But I know I feel alright.

When I find someone who makes me smile it's hard, but I understand why you go. I am a dirt bag, the  lowest of lows. Im just trying to keep this smile you bring, like I said it's hard but I will let you leave.

I want a taste of passion biting on the edge of bliss, waking up to that smile and living for that one girls kiss. These moments I share might as well be a pebble in water, at first the ripples are close and then they grow farther and farther.

Your actions speek loud, louder than your words, but then again you don't say much, you have no voice to be heard.

So what am I to act on? My telepathy and assumption? Alright girl I know women and I am good at that game, but please remember I never asked to play. I just want you to be blunt and admit you don't know what you are doing but your not going to stop because you think I am worth knowing

She is fire and I am roasting
She is *** of gold and I am a leprechaun
She is full moon and I am sunset
She is sea shells and I am dirtbag
She is crystal and I am an old cloth
She is phoenix and I am rage
She is gasoline and I am a fueled heart
She is turning point and I am senseless
She is gun shots and I am a soldier
She is breath and I am a cigarette
She is weeping and I am a brother
She is nostalgic and I am fire exit
She is water and I am a scratched knee
She is holding and I am keeping
She is everywhere and I am free

You mock me
Torment me
Unravel me
With your grins

You are just worthless
A dirtbag
I’ve tried but nothing gives

How you consume me
I hate it
Your temper never lies
Oh yes, I sit here
in silence
With only hurt left in my eyes

Inside I know it
And soon they will
You’re nothing but a ******* blow hard.

I heareth the hellion goblin's calling me out
They bite and spit
Caress me in doubt

I heareth their moans
As their burnt to the crisp
I rip off their appendage's
Buckle their lips

I rip off their wings
And taketh their masks
I cut them by holy water
And split them in half

This soul is not thine own
Thou brute of pleasure dome
This spirits not for thee
Thy dirtbag and sleeze

This soul is mine creators
And shalt return soon
Go back to thy flame
Thou mame of baboon!!

Stranded on Lonely Street my rags gone in with the wash my dress shred into pieces by an ugly violent man come hither young lady ‘oh just *******!’ following me I stop and stare ‘yeah what?’ he crawls backwards then runs across roads into the council buildings.
Gutter *******-my rot stench emanating from every piece of my core.
I am crud saved dregs from my mother’s hands rubbing the trash through my clothes. Wash hands Miriam every day: to ignore such warnings!
Now dirtbag I am killing stones uppity on L. St. We hover like lost lovers hurrying our parts number two the other half but they never arrive.
Back under the bridge. Shoot up some nice H; it soothes soul cleans out head rot rest sleepytime. Dark I stare upwards looking at the milkyway a-crashing star coming towards me! ****!~ Help! BOOM!

leave
and never come back
for your protection
i'm a dirtbag

Cookie cutter beef cakes
Rockin all the colored tanks, but
Thanks for the tips, since
It seems that you've had
One too many sips, lad
Slippery slopes are steeper when
Your mind is floating in liquor
And your sick as a *******,
Dirtbag getting lucky
Loose lips or legs? I...
Can't really tell the difference
Anyway, these trees are
Keepin me shady, gators
Sleeping in the shallows
Hallowed be Thy white Jesus and
Hallelujah drunk Christians
God forgave or forgot us?
I don't really remember
Fishing with Moses, while
Parting red roses, pedals
Counting our precious metals
Settle down now younglings
The partie's only just started.

I have a personality
That I am proud of
  I have evolved from the dirt I once was
I can laugh, and I've learned how to smile
I feel human again
Secure - Nowhere near my end

I can hold a conversation
I can mingle with my friend's friends
That's all I've learned so far,
But it's nowhere near the end.

I've grown confident of my conscience
I trust myself and my decisions
My heart is not too heavy
To hold my head up as I walk, and look happy.
I'm still a dirtbag, but I'm not a demon
I just want your affection
            Not your prescription
I just want you voice
           Heading in my direction
I'll listen - study your inflection
Your voice, it will surround me
Constrict conflicting worries

Lay yourself out on my bed
I want to know what's in your head
A distraction from what's in mine
Let it die
Disappear, in time
I will disappear, in the end
Into nothing, I will blend.
But for now I am opaque
Trying to make you notice
My hand, outstretched, for you to take.

I can make you feel like heaven
Be with me now, nowhere near the end
I will show you things you haven't seen
I will understand you like you've never been
Helping you is helping me
I'm growing, but I'm lonely
And loneliness is drowning me.

If you will keep me afloat
Then I will let you know
What you really mean to me
And I will try to make you happy.

If you were my little girl, you wouldn't hate your guts,
id spoil you with love and care you never got.

live your childhood without thinking what comes next ,
be a teenage dirtbag just to feel your rest,
once you're 20 you'll be the best.

dont sell yourself for the american girl dream,
dont be self conscious or insecure, you know what i mean,
Dont starve yourself or purge, its not what you think.
or else you wont be the next ''big thing''

you're a teenage girl trapped in a horror world,
so shoot as high as you can and you'll score a goal.