Static in my mind. I've wrote this about a million times.
I just don't care...I'm fading And If I know an open door I fade through those, those which I find I x-it 2 and through. My head bleeds, pain supersedes.
Read my lips, kiss my lips, takes these lips and make them bleed.
bloody kisses with you in mind brings up stirrings in my mind.
Suck me dry, sex my bones, love in death with you my own...
-J.Q. 2-7-01