In the land of Gods and Monsters, I was an Angel, Living in the garden of evil. Screwed up, scared, doing anything that I needed. Shining like a fiery beacon. You got that medicine I need. Fame, Liquor, Love, give it to me slowly. Put your hands on my waist, do it softly. Me and God, we don’t get along.
No one’s gonna take my soul away. I’m living like Jim Morrison. Headed towards a fucked up holiday. ‘Fuck yeah give it to me this is heaven, what I truly Want’ It’s innocence lost. Innocence lost
In the land of Gods and Monsters, I was an Angel. Looking to get fucked hard. Like a groupie incognito posing as a real singer. Life imitates art. You got that medicine I need. Dope, shoot it up, straight to the heart please. I don’t really wanna know what’s good for me. God’s dead, I said ‘baby that’s alright with me’. When you talk it’s like a movie and you’re making me Crazy -Cause life imitates art. If I get a little prettier can I be your baby? You tell me, “life isn’t that hard”.
That my friends, is a song that describes me and my life perfectly. All of it. The Bipolar. The alcohol. The men. Everything that is fucked up with me. Its almost 6am and I haven’t slept yet, watching The Prophecy. Thinking about angels gods monsters, and oh yes. My Virginian. Wish me a good night’s sleep.