Bloodstained stars with anti-smiles. Clever little kids with goth-rock styles. You think you're so damn smart. Doing your unique everyday art. Send me a death-wish, I'll return the favour. Revenge, no one & nothing smells better. Kill me with your weirdness & crazy-down hair. Faith disappeared & love was never in the air. Stroking her heart's quickened strings with shaking fingers, her voice is music to my awakened ears. In the streets I hear music, percussion & sound. Dancing to the beats, the varying sounds of life. But none are as strong as my beat. The music pushing the sound of my heart forward, this is what I was meant to be.