Dazed And Be-Mused…
	Girl Most Likely She was voted the girl most likely to become nothing, The girl most likely to become Eleanor Rigby/ Frances Farmer/ Yoko Ono, The girl most likely to be hated, Cuz that’s the way the world works sweetheart, ain’t nothin’, The girl most likely to float when they drown in a rip-curl of their own vicious apathetic jokes, The girl you wouldn’t give your word to, The word is love, dignity, humanity, but what is that but conditioned brutality? The girl most likely to have a breakdown, I’ll break down you f**kers, stones in your glass eyes, WHAT THE HELL DO YOU KNOW OR CARE ANYWAY?	Volcano Muttered names and accusations scratch the silence until it glows with a fearful hot red energy Bad energy Screaming energy Shadows of your name that could be there or just somewhere else they’d like to be Not here with me with him Full of love like a volcano it’s dangerous and burns your tired skin has felt it all before Gushing red energy Suffocated with ash because you can only hold your breath for so long only hold on for so long before it all goes Wrong and you’re screaming and yelling for help but silently so you don’t wake the children who sleep with eyes open and weep with eyes dry Under the surface his volcanoes weep so violently never dries dies Skin heal but scars are lies to everyone else’s truth Run child Run Did no-one ever tell, you can win without beating anyone?
	The Beautiful And The Damned I’ve never felt a threat like this, She hit me like an atom bomb ten-score, He’s flattered, I’m flattened, I don’t even know how I made it to the door. And it’s suddenly not about you anymore, You are the battleground, we are the war. She gleams, A mercury queen, I can’t make a scene, make a stand, For she is the Beautiful, And I am the Damned. It’s like he’s never seen perfection, She hit me and I’m gutted bare (I could be naked, he wouldn’t care) My scars burn next to porcelain pale Like playing with Goddess, and not playing fair And I dream, Of being a mercury queen, Now he understands She is the Beautiful, And we are the Damned, We are the Damned.	The Weight It’s not that I’m tired of you, I can’t explain, Maybe I’m cursed, maybe I’m dead already, I’m the ghost of a girl no-one recognises. Oh baby, it’s not you, It’s everything and nothing, Like a freakshow out of season, Honey, don’t look at me like that, I’m the same underneath, Don’t leave me like this. The weight On me, I am so hungry, I can’t eat. And the weight, And the heat, I an so tired, I can’t sleep. I know I promised, but I can’t help it, It’s not your fault, you’re perfect but I’m wrong, In myself, a mutation, Baby, help me if you can, Do I scare you now? I’m sorry, I can’t take this, I’ll take that, I know you don’t love me, Oh baby, don’t leave me, Like this.
	Better She’s always telling me, How to dress, what to eat, And then she holds me, she says, I’m all you’ll ever need. So when I ask her, What do you see, when you look at me, She just laughs and sighs, Oh baby, I know you like I know you could be better And I love you but I know you could be better. Then she goes to make some tea, I just sit and cry, Because that’s not what I meant, She doesn’t even ask me why, So I can’t say I’m not complete, And I can’t ask her, Why won’t you let me be?	Neverland Can I go crazy high on this twisted karma blow blue and turn face to face with one eye hut cuz he is pure and he is all I need what could I need other than what he gives me nothing that’s all I could true if she didn’t reflect and refract off the sparkling moonbeams that dance across the dark inside me and gently kiss his scars make my blood ache you do can you feel it too or are you yellow lies and tears scorch like scorn are you drowning cuz you’re quiet so drown within my dreams and spin until the world burns white and every colour explodes silently oh did it hit you smack in the face I’m sorry my aims not too good just wait cuz the magic hits harder yeah it’ll take you weeping and sighing oh you’re so beautiful it flames my soul and singes my eyelashes fake of course but what’s the point will you take me with you can I ride in your pocket with your keys and cigarettes or will you leave me broke shattered together we’ll crash the light and argue with the cosmos I know you feel the same so crash their party and drink their wine sweet like honeyed caress and kiss I wish it could never end…

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