(No comments necessary...and that includes you Lizzy.

Skin Deep
Should have known it was all going to go.
When you crammed your soul into that image
that today only fills you with dread.
you’re made in an empty bed
with no where to hide.
Lying in your head
you've withered
and died.
Lament for an old Libido
They never get in decent anymore,
Just in different.