Pretty Shuttle to Hell

By:  The Vampire Sweets


confused, manic and malicious
these are the arsons of my weathered mind.
Going crazy on half-cocked intuition
trying to tell from the beginning who is going to win out.
Remember that nothing ever turns out the way
you imagined.
It's all a big, unsanitary mess
full of didn't-mean-tos- and the
fucking around world of the semi-brave.
Be well in your auspicious little shuttle to hell
We will wave you off.