Iscah's Life

Life

Burnt toast and alcohol

Your blood thin and cold

Light up another cigarette

Burned out, last degree

Suburban homes and ecstasy

Light up another cigarette

Don't you know it's the birth of the counter culture?

Upper class is feeding fat

Well-being meets heart attacks

Light up another cigarette

Day one

Liar, Liar

One up

Do they fall?

Two down lest they know

Three when you're buried deep in lies

Hey, this isn't about me and you and you and me

This isn't a round about to milk feed the pitiful

Rather slit my wrists

Getting old like this

Round and round we are

Fistful lit to go

Let's go

This isn't about you and me and me and you

This isn't a round, a round about to spread disease

You lost your dream, lost your friends, tears of un-bred

Admitting the evil

A bed of evil

I lay

One down

Sugar

As I watch the world exploding

Tracks of every weathered whore

The gun dust staring at the cross

Afraid it all went black

Afraid in heart attacks

Sorry for your love

Rest in peace

"We drown"

I didn't want this

I didn't even know

Scared for what you are

Ashamed of who you are

Ashamed of where you're from

Ashamed you like it hot

Big black hearts