ERROR: Music
Every One
(The Christina Finelli Recovery Project - Solitary)
take me
break me
hold me
you’re so bored
lie to me
then lie down next to me
you’re me
and i’m not me
it’s all the same
every loser’s game
you’re fucking me
you change me
you’re a woman
god manufactured
you can’t pull a heart out from your stones
together, apart, I am alone
you’re a woman
god manufactured
you can’t pull a heart out from a rib
do i look like the saviour?
bettina is quiet in the corner room
holly she swindles her dance of gloom
witches hair draped in milk-white
quietly kills and turns out the light
shimmering heart makes up disguise
you rape my heart out as your prize
a fat old pig by candlelight
fuck you Christina, and to all a goodnight
we’ll never love again