'when I was your girl,
I was beautiful and dependent,
and heaven existed in your red hands .
god swimming through your palms,
painted blue by your bruises—
sodalite on tiger's...
eye (I) grew tired of the world!
I was (am) pale and I was (am) starving,
i taught my Self how to hate Its body,

and I need a light that'll burn on forever ,
something that I might feed myself to,
because if I can never reclaim the life that I lost,
well, then, what is there left to do?

I could have been your daughter,
could've been your girlfriend too.
you could've been my June sky forever,
the stars the only things more powerful than you!
fading now, asterisk stick-n-poke tattoo ,
(and I'm sorry that I yelled, I know that I had no excuse)
in the heat of the summer, and the smoke in my room,
singing "let's stay together" ,
driving to the hospice with you...

I need a light that could burn on forever,
something that I might feed myself to.
because if I can never reclaim the life that I lost,
well, then, baby, what do I have left to do?

let me be your reflection ! I’ll be your everything to lose!
smoke thru a vacuum tube, thru a vacuum tube!
let me be your reflection! I’ll be your everything to lose!
smoke thru a vacuum tube. thru a vacuum tube,
smoke'.

(...painted you from memory, threw it on my body to live on forever and ever and ever,
cocoa butter on my skin, --- ------ ----- --- ---, nobody told me that this isn't love, this is obsession...)

let me be your reflection! I’ll be your everything to lose! smoke...'

I denied myself nothing my eyes desired;
I refused my heart no pleasure.
My heart took delight in all my work,
and this was the reward for all my labor.
Yet when I surveyed all that my hands had done
and all that I had toiled to achieve,
everything was meaningless, a chasing after the wind;
nothing was gained under the sun.
all was vanity!