She’s a razor-sharp dish
Wrapped in a kiss
Things appear so fine
It won’t be long before
You see something wrong
Those voices in her head at night…

She’ll bring you in
To her den of sin
Steal your soul for the night
The sun’s going down
Time’s running out
Better buckle your belt
For this roller-coaster ride

Wild-Eyed, A mile per minute,
She loves me, she hates me
Come on which is it?
Didn’t know what I was getting
When I took this one home
A lithium barbie doll to call my own.

Percocet Princess
So sweet to see
Dr. Jekyll & Ms. Hyde,
A Bellevue Beauty Queen
Never know just who she’s gonna be tonight.

Wild-Eyed, A mile per minute
You love me, you hate me
What the fuck is it?
Didn’t know what I was getting
When I took her home…
A Lithium Barbie Doll of my very own.

Lara Wilson

Lara Wilson

Editor at NY Literary Magazine
Lara holds a B.A. in Comparative Literature. She's a native New Yorker, an after-school English tutor, and a bookworm.
Lara loves photography and horseback riding.
Lara Wilson

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