Attic Prose

Attic Prose

by Maxxed`ouT from maxxedout.blogspot.com on Sat, 01/04/2006 - 00:41
you flirt .. she bites
you like .. you flirt
slow down .. where you goin' at 200kms / hour , she screams
not another speed bump dammit !
in a back seat you cuddle
the flesh too has soul
if only she could be a lil' more subtle !
with fingers of fire you hold hands
then who's driving ?
oh not that song again .. change the wave please
you gonna kill us you mock of a man
hail .. hail .. faster .. faster
do you like the rush you sick pervert
your pristine mind i once corrupted , she mumbles , remember that night on the ledge ?
then you melt and fuse and grow flowers in the attic
and when you go to sleep
she stays up
she hatches her plan and smirks .. but you don't see
then you wake up
and you go take the wheel again
"that's what you think" she smirks again
and you still don't see

i own you
i'm your 21st century bitch
and you love me , she challenges you
just watch the road please , you dutifully say as you change seats .
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