Empty Moans And Sentiments by Odd Project
Her cold blue eyes reflect like static on a broken televison, except without the hiss.
Her blood red lips are cracked like the desert floor.
And she never gave me a chance to see her true colors...and now it's too late.
Her love is priceless but her body's cheap. baby nothings free.
And through her open mouth screeches the sound of a dialtone that no one can hear. so the phone stays off the hook and her glazed stare begins to slowly flicker out like another broken down street light in a run down neighborhood.
The dim light shines just bright enough to show a little more than the silouhette of a scantilly clad whore. pounds of make up and smeared mascera taint a once picture perfect beauty queen face. she has the marks of a track star, but she never ran a race.
- Odd Project
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