Pin Cushion Heart
The life that it gives Is one rather not lived For it’s lonely and dark In my pin cushion heart Again and again It’s always the same Like each beating
The life that it gives Is one rather not lived For it’s lonely and dark In my pin cushion heart Again and again It’s always the same Like each beating
Leaving one behind For the arms of another Began our fated love untold I was the silent lover Riding on this circumstance Risking karma’s wrath Loving, praying, fearing, knowing Blindly
Try I may To earn that love New step-sibs get With each new hub Cry away Rejected tears Emotionless For Cindy Mears Scapegoat child I am your fault Sweetheart Mom
From one minute to the last Excerpts haunt me from the past There’s no focus I can’t control it Like a mind control short circuit Gotta get out of this
I got this new bitch, off the helpdesk-ho desk He’s a self-medicater, and he play with himself Two, three, four times a day, he’s a real “handy” guy Leaving powdered
A dream within a dream I had One stormy summer’s night Of Stefano Dimera And a beachball colored white Walking on the beach he was Attired in black robe one