From the recordings the past... and mommaluv!!!2012


roses & lipstick
were once what love was
perfume & candles filled the space
between the shadows
warm baths
now feel like gracious baptism
only now 1-900-f@@kMe!
will get you
anyone in your dreams
even if
they are not what they seem
yeah roses & lipstick
were once
what love was
petals now fly EVERYWHERE
lipstick smeared anywhere
glory & honor
once made us
feel safe
now the world
takes down houses
that lack belief
and as the times pass
we are no where
to be found
we are buried in the ground
and like zombies we walk
with lipstick smeared on our face
or in some other place
and the petals just brush our face
tickle me there
tickle me here
tickle me everywhere
as the roses & lipstick
no longer have a place
and the perfume & the candle
break the pace
as i walk like a zombie
feelings misplaced
no one has a face
everyone looks the same...
They have set her a bed in the midst of the slain with all her
multitude: her graves are round about him: all of them
uncircumcised, slain by the sword: though their terror was
caused in the land of the living, yet have they borne their
shame with them that go down to the pit: he is put in the
midst of them that be slain....