03. Coraline
I taste my spine, like scraping your kneecaps on concrete.
I’m not alive. I was born from the womb inside your mind.
You feel the pressure building up behind your eyes, cause you saw me crying by myself.
My coraline, my coraline.

I felt your spite.
you’ve unhinged my heart from my rib cage.
I’ve come undone.
My vessel, it’s turned to dirt before it’s time.
You’re throwing darts at my likeness hung up on your wall.
You’ve spit the venom you’ve reserved for all your past at me alone.

Tell me, why your lips they part to cry of wolves,
My coraline, my honest coraline.
Tell me, as your fists paint my skin black and blue,
My coraline, my fragile coraline.

Tell me, why your eyes betrayed the words you spoke
My coraline, my heartless coraline.
Tell me, as you wrap your hands around my throat
My coraline, my blood-soaked coraline.

“Romanticizing your mental illness is NOT a healthy coping mechanism”

A Cute Psychosis

03 Coraline

A Mixtape! from Letchworth Village!

10 Sebastian's Lucifer

09 Polina's Rose Ring

08 Polina's Color(less)

Lucifer
I’m not a man, born of the womb of a mother.
I am a creature, formed of brimstone and maelstrom.
A star of the morning, now a serpent of the night.
My baleful eyes, they have got you in their sight.
(May God Have Mercy upon Your Soul)

I ate the hearts of maidens, fair and kind.
My filthy claws, they pillage and corrupt.
I deserve nothing; only shame, stones, and sorrow.
I’ll be nailed to the cross, upside down.
(May God Have Mercy upon Your Soul)
Get away, there’s a rotten beast abound.
Call the guards, grab your torches, grab your pitchforks.
Don’t save me, I’m a worthless person.
Saint Michael, draw your sword.
Do not spare me.
(May God Have Mercy upon Your Soul)
This wooden box, reeks of wine and deception.
Tell me, Father, when am I too far gone?
When is it enough? Will you stand idly by?
Or is this all part of His Plans somehow?
Get away, there’s a rotten beast abound.
Call the guards, grab your torches, grab your pitchforks.
Don’t save me, I’m a worthless person.
Saint Michael, draw your sword.
(May God Have Mercy on Your Soul)

07 Lucifer

He Was A Friend of Mine

He was a friend of mine.
He was a friend of mine.
Every time he comes to mind, 
God, I just can't keep from crying.
Cause he was a friend of mine.
 
He died in his garage.
He died in his garage.
And he never had enough money,
Except for his pills and wine.
But he was a friend of mine.

I fell apart and cried.
I fell apart and cried.
Standing over his open casket,
I closed my weeping eyes.
Cause he was a friend of mine.
 
He was a burning pyre.
He was a burning pyre.
Ashes carried by the gale winds,
Only memories left behind.
And he was a friend of mine.
 
He was a friend of mine.
He was a friend of mine.
A starry-eyed adventurer,
Embarked for the great beyond.
Goodnight, goodnight, dear friend of mine.

06 He Was A Friend Of Mine (Ver 2)

Dear
Dear love of mine, you shroud yourself in faces, and you speak in many tongues.
Dear love of mine, there is ice housed in your rib cage, and fire in your lungs.
My unproductive ego, against my imagination.
I am paralyzed by my contradictions, I want nothing and everything.
You’re my slice of heaven,
and you’re my hell on earth.
You are my gentle torturer,
you are my deafening silence.

(You could be sweet as iced tea, or bitter as my coffee.)
But you always seem to get what you want.
I’m bending over backwards to fill the gaps in your heart.
I packed up my bags without a second thought.
But I’ll be running back to you when you call me home.

Dear love of mine, you’ve painted me as your monster, with a craven, hollowed heart.
Dear love of mine, you’ve turned me into a stranger, a man I don’t recognize.
You are my sip of whiskey before you amputate my limbs.


-You are my blood pooling at your feet as you step all over me.
I am smoking my last cigarette, right next to the gas pump
at the station on the edge of town, playing at my own cremation.

(You could be sweet as iced tea, or bitter as my coffee.)
But you always seem to get what you want.
I’m bending over backwards to fill the gaps in your heart.
I packed up my bags without a second thought.
But I’ll be running back to you when you call me home.

I deserve nothing good, and nothing good should find me.
I deserve nothing good, cause nothing’s ever good enough.
I am glad that I’m all alone, so I could blame nobody else.
I am glad that I’m all alone, so I can only hurt myself.

05 Dear

Rose Ring
I picked apart the veins in my wrist, until they were no longer intertwined.
Cigarette burns all over my skin, they tell all the stories I’d never share.
Your lips outline my scars like they’re evidence.
You kissed them in hopes they would disappear.

You said:
“I’ll be the ring of roses around your body to shelter you from this storm”.
But there’s a ring of hollow notes when I sing our songs, cause now I sing alone.
So I hum.

I couldn’t show my face at your funeral, to see you at your worst in your sunday’s best.
You were a dashing rogue from a passed time, but this world no longer has room for romance.
They said you were spitting out cotton candy pink.
Your flooded lungs couldn’t exhale the words you had left.

I bet
There’s a ring of roses around your body, your bullet-embedded form.
There’s a ring of deafening silence occupying the space reserved for your voice.
So I hum.

04 Rose Ring (Ver 2)

The Gardener
*Written & performed originally by: The Tallest Man on Earth
I sense a runner in the garden
Although my judgment's known to fail
Once built a steamboat in a meadow
'Cause I'd forgotten how to sail
I know the runner's going to tell you
There ain't no cowboy in my hair
So now he's buried by the daisies
So I could stay the tallest man in your eyes, babe

I sense a spy up in the chimney
From all the evidence I've burned
I guess he'll read it in the smoke now
And soon to ashes I'll return
I know the spy is going to tell you
It's not my flag up in the pole
So now he's buried by the lilies
So I could stay forever more in your eyes, babe
I sense a leak inside my phone now
From all the lies that I have told
I know he has your private number
And soon he'll make that vicious call
I know the leak is going to tell you
There ain't no puppy in your leash
So now he'll fertilize the roses
So I could stay the king you see in your eyes, babe
In your eyes, babe
So now we're dancing through the garden
And what a garden I have made
And now that death will grow my jasmine
I find it soothing I'm afraid
Now there is no need for suspicion
There ain't no fraud kissing your hand
I won't be lying when I tell you
That I'm a gardener, I'm a man in your eyes, babe
In your eyes, babe
In your eyes, babe
In your eyes, babe

03 The Gardener

Don’t Think Twice, It’s Alright
*Written & performed originally by: Bob Dylan
It ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don’t matter, anyhow
An’ it ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don’t know by now
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I’ll be gone
You’re the reason I’m trav’lin’ on
Don’t think twice, it’s all right

It ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
That light I never knowed
An’ it ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
I’m on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there was somethin’ you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin’ anyway
So don’t think twice, it’s all right

It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
Like you never did before
It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
I can’t hear you anymore
I’m a-thinkin’ and a-wond’rin’ all the way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I’m told
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don’t think twice, it’s all right

I’m walkin’ down that long, lonesome road, babe
Where I’m bound, I can’t tell
But goodbye’s too good a word, gal
So I’ll just say fare thee well
I ain’t sayin’ you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don’t mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don’t think twice, it’s all right

02 Don't Think Twice, It's All Right (Ver 2)

Honeybee
*Written & performed originally by: Seahaven
I'm a honeybee, breaking your heart, broke mine enough to kill me.
I let you feel my sting before my last bittersweet moments of flying.
I thought I heard you say something about being undeserving,
but this time not of a Love so great, but of a pain inflicted so selfishly. 
I think that you deserve some form of apology. 
So here I am, and here it is. I'm sorry. 
You were the balloon that drifted from the flock into my window.
But you slipped right through my fingers that grew too tiresome to hold you.
I watched you float away, watched as it turned into desperate longing.
This time not for some drastic change, but for the string that was made to be held by me. 
I think that you deserve some form of apology.
So here I am, once again, I'm sorry. 
I don't even want you back.
No, I would never want to risk something like that.
'Cause I lost faith in myself, 
when I turned away from the one with the longest stretch of embracing arms to hold me.
So now I'm all alone.
I guess God grew too tired to fix the mistakes he made with Love.
I think his biggest mistake was making me.
I think that you deserve some form of apology. 
So here I am, at the end, I'm sorry.

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