Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Letter to Heaven

Dear God, 

You and your son are phony cunts

Wishing you well,

"Hey little girl is your daddy home
Did he go and leave you all alone
I got a bad desire
I'm on fire"

"Tell me now baby is he good to you
Can he do to you the things that I do
Oh no I can take you higher
I'm on fire"

"Sometimes it's like someone took a knife
Baby edgy and dull 
And cut a six inch valley through the middle of my soul

"At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
And a freight train running through the middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
I'm on fire"