I danced through the years with cheeks of a rose,
white powder to cover up the errors of my face.
A parade of shadows is getting close
and then disappears without a trace.

You're invited to my tea party,sit down with us,
silent melodies coming from broken trumpets.
Cups of skulls,Spoon of bone and sugar of ash.
please feel free to try these bloody crumpets.

30 years...

And I'll probably never learn.
It will never be enough
I fornicate with the flames but I never burn
It's too late now,I'm too slow to do the same math...

all over again.

A time when silence was considered a quality
and swearing was a sin.
That childish feeling of immortallity...
ended when I sat on life's poisonous pin

Best of courage,kiss goodbye luck.
Armed with a pencil and a heart of glass
going far far away,never coming back
to be among the stars or among the trash.

30 years...

And I'm still going.
Two buried parents and an empty home
But I continue,knowing
that it's in my fait to roam.

To the paper meadows,never look behind.
Ignore the hands...Ignore the cries...
Try to keep together your demented mind.
Ignore the looks...ignore the lies.

I sank,into a river of loneliness and grief
the womb of bliss by rusrty scuples torn.
The water won't drown me,breathing, a new belief.
Retrieved my stolen pulse,Ophelia reborn.

30 years...

sinking slowly in the waves
of my ill natured soul.
but some nerve saves
and you're ready to achieve your goal...

even though you know you'll fall.

Meet my priceless passions,scraps of my insanity.
rufles,ribbons and laces
Mirrors to portray my vanity
books to tantalize my senses.

Suicidal,malicious and sadistic.
My virtues are my flaws.
I'm just being realistic...
This kitty has razors for claws.

30 years....
The same tea party and we're never out
it's my tears that fill the cups,I undertand now.
Whether I laugh or angrily shout
They always tend to drop,I don't care how.

30 years...
The same tea party and the plates are always full
my body,meat I tempt you to enjoy.
I prefer to manipulate rather than rule
to me the world is just another selfish little boy.

I'm still abnoxious and bratty

30 years....The same tea party

and its never ending