RIP Queen of the Night
Hold your breath til you turn blue Glue your hands together to pray, play, roll clay, pay For more mistakes, all the sentimental value that you waste mixing paste seasonly to taste-- Murder in a menagerie Mime stares down the road And cries out loud the ventriloquist dummy Sixty-nine miles per hour on said undead Highway to Hell...99 bottles of beer on the wall; Oh well! Sometimes I miss the clatter of glass in the trash Barking mad for anyone to share their stash Wishing on each fallen-out eyelash. I won't crash letting off the gas I'll cause a better lie to tell Just give up and yell at me I missed a connection and I could've used Protection. Guys don't prefer brunettes yet? I'm such a dumb cunt, blood holy shunt into His foul mouth. Nevermind that I'm sick. Seventeen years dirty from sobriety Locked into the left lane and dead end jobs Sweep the mopped floor again and feel my hate Lame luck lights on high, sleep elusive; be reclus...