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Feel it.

Arthur Brash | February 12, 2010 | 2:17
“Where I come from, it was a shame to show your emotions. You could never be too happy, because something bad might happen.” — Kerli

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Hopes

Arthur Brash | December 17, 2009 | 23:25
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Kiss me, it’ll heal

Arthur Brash | December 10, 2009 | 16:35
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She reminds me of the one in school, When I was cuttin’
She was dressed in white
And I couldn’t take my eyes off her, But that’s not what I took off that night
She’ll never cover up what we did with her dress, no
 
She said kiss me, It’ll heal, But it won’t forget
Kiss me, It’ll heal, But it won’t forget
 
And I don’t mind you keepin’ me, On pins and needles
If I could stick to you, And you stick me too
 
Don’t break, Don’t break my heart
And I won’t break your heart-shaped glasses
Little girl, little girl, You should close your eyes
That blue is getting me high
 
She reminds me of a one I knew, That cut up the negatives of my life
I take my hands off her, She wouldn’t let me be anywhere but inside
And I don’t mind you keepin’ me, On pins and needles
If I could stick to you, And you stick me too
 
Don’t break, Don’t break my heart
And I won’t break your heart-shaped glasses
Little girl, little girl, You should close your eyes
That blue is getting me high, And making me low

Heart-Shaped Glasses
Copyright 2007 Marilyn Manson, Tim Skold, Interscope Records

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Let them break their hold over me

Arthur Brash | November 8, 2009 | 20:44

PRECIOUS THINGS so I ran faster but it caught
me here yes my loyalties turned like my ankle in
the seventh grade running after BILLY running
after the rain these precious things let them bleed
let them wash away these precious things let them
break their hold over me
he said you’re really an
ugly girl but I like the way you play and I died
but I thanked him can you believe that sick
holding on to his picture dressing up every day I
wanna smash the faces of those beautiful BOYS
those christian boys so you can make me cum
that doesn’t make you Jesus I remember yes in my
peach party dress no one dared no one cared to
tell me where the pretty girls are those demigods
with their NINE-INCH nails and little fascist
panties tucked inside the heart of every nice girl
toriamos

COPYRIGHT 1991  
TORI AMOS & ARCorp  
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Pain Lies on the Riverside

Arthur Brash | October 1, 2009 | 13:46

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I found this, and two other blank pages on the riverside. Discarded? Lost? Deliberately placed?

Not much to go on with, but now you know everything I do. 
 
Pain Lies on the Riverside
Live, Mental Jewelry

 
 

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