Nary the Heather nor Daphne nor Buddleia
Cast enough fragrance to fill up the sky
So, inhale the sweet aire to rifle the cries
While

Downward Spiral/Rock Bottom

It's another failure (after having failed before),
Another shot of vodka (to chase those other

Addict

Glittering crystal, shimmering drink
Oh, wait my dear it's not what you think
It makes you feel "good"? Like you're

Addiction

My World has been crushed; it's been destroyed
All has been lost, there is no hope
I've been replaced by one who

Blurry shards of accusation
fall near to where I kneel
a slave
waiting for more sugar coated poison

Haloed outlines in colored