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I'm So Goth (I Can't Believe It)


By Hepnova


On Struggling

Iím so goth I canít believe it
But then again I donít believe in much
Your eyes are glass they flash and glow
I shatter at the impact of your touch
Itís so dark you canít perceive me
Iím a black angel you want to be me
Forever bound your kiss canít free me
Iíll leave your heart in Hoboken bleeding
Muted rage you should smell me seething
Virgin vampire, practice teething
Your blood cologne draws me to you
My knife an eye that cuts right through you
Cold dirt, I flirt. Will you lick the stain off of my shirt?

Iím so goth I canít believe it
But then again I donít believe in much
Savage drums in the pagan garden
Mea culpa I beg your pardon
Drones in my ear numb Novocaine
Thereís pride in tonight you need feel no shame
Statues move to serve us wine
Have you been hurt by a hand like mine?
Cut me please will you be so kind?
I keep watch ancient ghosts are blind
Like hard cider I will brew you
Slow thigh spider crawl up to you
Butterfly hand, reprimand
Letís etch our outlines in the sand

Iím so goth I canít believe it
But then again I donít believe in much
I am king of ethereal forms
Fresh killed innocence keeps me warm
This final embrace a kiss belated
I must always prowl my hunger un-sated
Slow dances in the cabaret
In irons I am bound I am a slave to fate
The grains run through my fingers
Sad scents linger
Come close and feel the warmth of my stinger

Iím so goth I canít believe it
But then again I donít believe in much
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