hey i really cant feel my skin inside out and outside in here we
go again, another useless emotion, and hey! i dont think i'll breath
today and hey! i dont think i'll breath today but i'll do it anyway,
i'll do it anyway i will.
slop pop monster-
i feel the pressure i feel like i am the asshole i feel like i am
losing something special i feel like im a reptile..
nothing you do is special-
ten yrs away when my life dies away, and the walls and the floor
arent the same when no one comes around and theres no one left blame
when your lame and no one looks at you the same.. there all the
same dont blame the grave
i am a swilling degenerate i am a waltzing favor i find a pattern
that suits me i blindly kill my neighbor the skull is a god the
heart is a fraud
please dont ask me about yrself i dont want to succeed, i choose
to fall to all pieces sir well okay, dont say i didnt tell you so,
dont say oh well, just stay awhile.
flaming train, killing time, broken limbs, barreling darwin, blacklist,
no named, drunk love soft lips milk face, my sister called in trouble
never born she gone insane she said " yr a chicken shit" bullshit
dogshit, broke joke.
i dont care-
even when the winter ends, and all the birds come north again the
sun will never be as bright, and all my nights will be in spite,
oh, no. YEAH!
7" with transistor transistor
i made acid in my couch,
i take sex and turn it into x'es
and in my lighting set moods
i am bleeding perfume.
oh mother revolution
there is no answer,
i rape myself
with out your help
first born animal
fact sheet stat shit its
your blood foil.
i take what i can.
music is done-
you are the pinnicle time
in my life where i call it quits for everything for everything that i have become one great big giant of a rotting flesh lump and i would give it all in for the slight chance that music didnt have a beautiful sound.
and for every song i sing, it to have no hook and you are music to deaf ears. you are.
you are. you are. you are.