Be strong my dear,
Even though I realize,
Trouble is near.
Be strong my dear,
For death is evil.
Why would you want to go to hell?
Or heaven maybe so?
Why take the chance?
For you do not know.
Wait the time,
The time decided by destiny.
You may make your fate,
You may decide the path of life you shall take,
But that doesn't always mean,
You made the right decision.
Be strong my dear,
And think
Do not act to fast.
Sit down and think to you.
Was it,
Is it,
Really that bad?

Fancy a bullet?
I can get you that

A nice blade to slit your wrists?
I can get you that

You want some company while you bleed to death?
I can get you that.

I can get you that and much more
Because i love you.

Apply plastic to my face; I can't embrace
the way I look, the way I waste.
My God is dead, because I erased him.
I am trapped in a daydream nation.

Rip the cords out of celebri-babes
I wanna be the end of a film
I wanna fade...

...Fade in,
My God is your God and I declare you're full of sin
Hollywoodland is my mecca and it's all that I am
Give me a star on the walk instead of the sky
I don't wanna live, I just don't ever want to die

Hollywood, Holly would
give up her soul
if Oscars and movies could
make her whole.

Your trembling hands
are steady for me

I can assure you
that you are not my first.
I have kissed and "love" before.
But what defines love?

I loved in a superficial way,
not caring about the rest.
But baby the way I love you
is not like another friend.

I can assure you
that you are not my first.
But I love you
like to no one else.

I feel strange when i'm with you,
Why i just feel this way with you?
You were not supposed to be the only one,
but perhaps you are the real one.

I can assure you
that you are not my first.
And baby i can assure you
that you are the real first.

Skin intimately kissed by the golden sun to a permanent brown tan,
Not olive but brown like the chocolate that melts softly on your tongue
Brown like the sugar that sweetens your tea just right
With ***** hair that refuses to stay down
It radiates and bounces up with a frizz and a twist with a spin like a dance
Yes I dance because I'm proud to be a black girl
Created imperfectly perfect by the artwork of God