Bless my body, Bless my soul

I cry when i read celebrity magasines.
Banks scare me,
London stole my soul.

If i close my eyes i fall over,
the sea drowns me,
I killed the devil.

Im a cynic,
my hearts shot through,
singing competitions on TV make me
SICK!

Sometimes when im asleep
i forget to breath.

If i stare at numbers i feel like Alice
down the rabbit hole.

Lazer lights
are my god

all angels are in the employment of the fairy queen