"Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal."

i want to run naked
through the city
screaming
this is bullshit
and leave nothing
but burning rubble
in my wake
i want firecrackers
to sear wrinkles
in your
botox smile
because the media
(and testosterone)
tell me
i must inseminate
the woman with the
largest breasts
and smallest hips
so another
complacent ingrate
can spill
from her cunt
and rape the planet
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If you were to pummel an ipod loaded with Birthday Party and Thrill Kill Kult tracks through a sonic supercollider the result would come close to The Undoing of David Wright. These Denton death rock darlings infuse a diverse array of influences - post-punk, no-wave, new wave, punk, hardcore, glam, electroclash, industrial, garage rock, and more - leaving baffled reviewers stumped for a way to pigeonhole them. Their innovative aesthetics, creative story telling, pounding rhythms, and raucous live show, however, never fail to pack performances with the gyrating bodies of smiling fans.

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Baby, baby Camelot's burning
Your castle has crumbled
Hapilly ever after
Was lost in the rubble
So entertain your new fairy tales
A dillema born by delusion
I'll go back to where I started
Bound by vice and confusion

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If looks could kill you know your lover would be gone
Because I was starin' him down for you doing me wrong
If looks could kill blood would pour from his eyes
If looks could kill he'd fall down and die

(chorus)If looks could kill this iris would tear assunder
Beckon plagues and commit murder
If looks could kill bodies would pile deep
Behind the alley's where sweetheart's creep

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Red, red like the sun your fiery lips
As you vacate the car without word or kiss
Leaving no passenger on the long road home
Just the radio and an abandoned rose
Bearing withered petals and a broken stem
Wearing a promise ring with emerald gem

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My darling, my baby the days fade into seasons. I try to connect, but I can’t cause I’m bleedin’. The stains trail across wherever I go, and weeping wounds gape so everyone knows.

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Lipstick stains where you wrote our names collect dust
This ring once around your finger, sits now and rusts
I dreamt of a place, but its not like this, its not here
I'm filling the void it leaves with cigarettes and beer
The condescending nature and broken hearts detract
From scenery that might be lovely if I had what I lacked

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Your words come out in tongues
This code immanagable to break
While my whole heart shatters
Served stifled on a silver plate
Are we tangled up in deciet
Is it the truth you try to escape
Green eyes and tongue wander
While confusion refuses to abate

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Airing out the corpses and skeletons from my closet
All the fumes that choke my throat so I can't breathe
Beneath the empty bottles of illicit pills and booze
There's still a singed photograph of a smiling you

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Your ruby tongue split but you taped it all shut
The concealed callous flame of a Jezebelle slut
Black smoke billows breaking the clarity of sight
So I can no longer decipher your love from lies

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