White Room |
Written by Kate Crash | |||
Kate Crash, our resident rockstar, will be headlining the Black and White Fetish masquerage ball for NYE. See Kate's video "Ain't Got Much" here.
The white room The white room The white room The spatula’d soul’d The white room The blonde girl Standing alone Bare bone’d I SMASHED A MIRROR The truth Come in fragments Mixed with the dreams Beach’d bottled memories With papers torn of codes That are broken truths Of the person who I might have been Before something I don’t remember anymore I don’t know if I’m lying to you The white room I’m lying there I love you Take me back I’m in my closet I speed through time and life in the closet I disappear at night Little coated men I thought it was pretend That’s what the psych’s said And all the meds Didn’t stop them The white room A mirror piece found on a movie screen… was that me did that happen to me Where’ the white room Why am I in the white room The white room The white room The white room Leave me a lone Don’t take me A mirror piece found in a light flash over the beach Strange objcts that fly at me Into me The fear, don’t give me the fears Years no sleep Yers Closet white room closet school self mtiliation and t\v The room the room The room and the death of me The birth of me I am not from here I am not this creature here I was put into this machine body It’s a machine I am not human I am not robot I am not alien I am a little bit of everything The white roo, There I cfound a nother piece of mirror in his tongue with that conversation about Others abductions
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