I was born to a little dead angel
She dressed my wounds in tape and paper
She said, "does it still hurt real bad?"
I am where I am and you're where you're at
dyke - freaks please interact - bearer of the curse (desire to make art)
I was born to a little dead angel
She dressed my wounds in tape and paper
She said, "does it still hurt real bad?"
I am where I am and you're where you're at