Wednesday, April 29, 2009

A New Pollution

She's got an unbroken heart on each sleeve
She's got the little pills that make her go crazy
She's a lily-white bride to the flame
Burned it up, now it's time to turn over

She's in love with the
new pollution

She's got a foot on the wheel of time
She can eat with a complete stranger
She can slip in a battery fog
Collecting troubles and electrical members

She's in love with the
new pollution

She's a paradise in camouflage
She's a cracked whip mixing my feelings
She's an island in an emptied ocean
I'm her baby and she's making me ruthless

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