i was born dishonest looking for some trouble in the silence. i was born wanting but perfect they tell me shut up, be quiet: look pretty, be steady don't come and revolutionize but in my head i knew i had plenty of life left to fuck up and demonize. there are rhythms in my head set to an off-tune bass beat and the world spins on madly, i'll start to dig them deep. don't look at me if you're scared if you think you'll die if i cared; i've got the gold lined heart gifted with an antique, just for art and when i break it you will break. and when i use it you will break. don't wait for that kind of dance i'll leave with nothing but a glance i'm the damned cinderella come to take your midnight away.