Saturday, December 18, 2010
Strawberryy Flavor
I just feel like time is slipping away through the cracks in the walls. Moving so slow, my movements, the clock, even the screams start slower then usual. Everything is so hazy, and blurry. Almost like nothing is real, and everything is flip-flopped. My body, this bed, life... Everything seems so ethereal, just an abstract of something greater. I can no longer hold onto the reins of a wild bull. I have little strength to accomplish this. I feel as though I'm on a cloud, but that cloud isn't floating. Its more like sinking...sinking into a chasm where thoughts roam free. Where feelings are unblinking, and where everything is truly appreciated. It is a really nice feeling. I don't think it will last long though, but for the short while I must enjoy it. I feel finally at one with the world, yet still just a piece of nothing. It is like innocence put me back in the cradle, and is lulling me to sleep. I wonder if she will still be here in the morning. Heh heh... Another one gone by the morning. Its so hard to get them to stay. I slowly seem to be awakening from my grogginess. I smile and chuckle as I stare her in the eyes. She replies "I never caught your name". Before I understood the mortifying words that had escaped from her cold lips, she disappears as fast as she came. Time passes as I lie there, coming to realization that I am just a broken man. Reality begins crashing like a thunder bolt in the Sahara. Frantically searching for reason, I feel like this point of decay is impassible. I've never thought my moods could change so fast. Almost like quick starting my heart, and watching it explode. You think it would have been flame broiled. These cooks today, I tell 'ya! It smells disgusting, yet the residual pulse makes it look so delectable. Devouring the remains is unclassy. I think it is more appropriate to pick at it with a straw. This way I can annoy the wound, and still enjoy some wonderful punch. I think it has a cherry flavor, but I could use a second opinion...
A Collision of Two
Drawing closer to the corrosion
fate has already begun to decay,
calamities limbs reduced to simple bone
this hole ridden husk called flesh,
with the blood seamlessly gushing out
The epitome of pure terror
one that is unmistakable, yet inconceivable
like the weight of god on your mind
the enduring, maddened by its reflection
unmercifully giving, yet self-starved
The cold sweat that flows down your face
a silent buzzing, in the back of your mind
with an intensity that is nearly crippling
trying to beat it away until all thought is gone
you remain silent, bludgeoned and bleeding
aching dull pain crippling your small reality,
as if there ever was one,
cringing as you feel your eyes roll back round
calcifying any hope that ever slightly remained
proposing to live a life, as bound to cliche
fate has already begun to decay,
calamities limbs reduced to simple bone
this hole ridden husk called flesh,
with the blood seamlessly gushing out
The epitome of pure terror
one that is unmistakable, yet inconceivable
like the weight of god on your mind
the enduring, maddened by its reflection
unmercifully giving, yet self-starved
The cold sweat that flows down your face
a silent buzzing, in the back of your mind
with an intensity that is nearly crippling
trying to beat it away until all thought is gone
you remain silent, bludgeoned and bleeding
aching dull pain crippling your small reality,
as if there ever was one,
cringing as you feel your eyes roll back round
calcifying any hope that ever slightly remained
proposing to live a life, as bound to cliche
The Bitterness From Tasting Life
If I had everything my way
the fake would reclaim their clarity
and if I had everything my way
there would be nothing left of here
how could I want that to happen?
If I abandon everything - particularly pleasant passions
ahhh apathy, what would become of me?
and If I abandon everything
would I even be searching...anymore?
for a ditto in this world of uncommons
If I sold my name and purchased a life
change would be marginal, measured in dollars not sense
and if I sold my name, and purchased a life...
I'll still be spare change, will you be counting me?
a hole in any purse of your choice would easily leave me scattered
If I had it my way
I would let this dream just unfold - mayhaps mayhem masked
but I never have it my way
I will never have this muse to hold
some say the lure of fate is too cruel
--
When ashes turn to glistening rain,
I find myself glancing at nirvana...pondering to see a clearer reflection
...of what? The divine seem far too distant to touch,
although you have a spell to sit and stare in awe,
as you perceive what appears to be a perfect rapture.
the fake would reclaim their clarity
and if I had everything my way
there would be nothing left of here
how could I want that to happen?
If I abandon everything - particularly pleasant passions
ahhh apathy, what would become of me?
and If I abandon everything
would I even be searching...anymore?
for a ditto in this world of uncommons
If I sold my name and purchased a life
change would be marginal, measured in dollars not sense
and if I sold my name, and purchased a life...
I'll still be spare change, will you be counting me?
a hole in any purse of your choice would easily leave me scattered
If I had it my way
I would let this dream just unfold - mayhaps mayhem masked
but I never have it my way
I will never have this muse to hold
some say the lure of fate is too cruel
--
When ashes turn to glistening rain,
I find myself glancing at nirvana...pondering to see a clearer reflection
...of what? The divine seem far too distant to touch,
although you have a spell to sit and stare in awe,
as you perceive what appears to be a perfect rapture.
Close to You
When I am cut down
no room left to breathe
when I am cut down
out of stock of angels wings
Life might seem simpler
as if it was that easy
although it may be possible...
for me to get close to you
for me to get close to you
Tied with an abrasion so rough
all I really feel is burning
disgusted at just the thought
sadly I have little hope for escape
Making life a little simpler
as if it was this easy
although now I know it is possible...
for me to get close to you
for me to get close to you
When I'm locked out of a cardboard box
and there is no reason, to ever get up
I'll still try to be the one; to hold you up
my ears hurt, you're making too much sound
There is no reason
there is no reason to carry this burden...
there is no reason
there is no reason to carry you around!
I thought life might be simpler
as if it were ever that easy
although I still find it difficult...
for you to get close to me
for you to get close to me
no room left to breathe
when I am cut down
out of stock of angels wings
Life might seem simpler
as if it was that easy
although it may be possible...
for me to get close to you
for me to get close to you
Tied with an abrasion so rough
all I really feel is burning
disgusted at just the thought
sadly I have little hope for escape
Making life a little simpler
as if it was this easy
although now I know it is possible...
for me to get close to you
for me to get close to you
When I'm locked out of a cardboard box
and there is no reason, to ever get up
I'll still try to be the one; to hold you up
my ears hurt, you're making too much sound
There is no reason
there is no reason to carry this burden...
there is no reason
there is no reason to carry you around!
I thought life might be simpler
as if it were ever that easy
although I still find it difficult...
for you to get close to me
for you to get close to me
Just Stop
The worlds not getting older
but I keep growing older
and you begin to cry.
I feel as though I'm to blame
for all the downs and everything
and you still cry.
Ohhh life's the same
all day everyday
You said we would never grow apart
(x2) until yesterday..yesterday.
Stealing whats all in the world
an emphasis on world, and not stealing
We're making the best of what we have
if you can't deal, do you see the door?
but you just cry...
and you're still crying.
Ohhh life's a game
maybe one day, you'll say
that we've grown apart
(x2) Was that yesterday? ...yesterday.
I feel as though I'm to blame
for all the downs and everything
and you still cry...
JUST STOP!
SHUT THE FUCK UP
BACK THE FUCK OFF...
BEFORE I BREAK YOU DOWN!
but I keep growing older
and you begin to cry.
I feel as though I'm to blame
for all the downs and everything
and you still cry.
Ohhh life's the same
all day everyday
You said we would never grow apart
(x2) until yesterday..yesterday.
Stealing whats all in the world
an emphasis on world, and not stealing
We're making the best of what we have
if you can't deal, do you see the door?
but you just cry...
and you're still crying.
Ohhh life's a game
maybe one day, you'll say
that we've grown apart
(x2) Was that yesterday? ...yesterday.
I feel as though I'm to blame
for all the downs and everything
and you still cry...
JUST STOP!
SHUT THE FUCK UP
BACK THE FUCK OFF...
BEFORE I BREAK YOU DOWN!
Shorty
Can I not note a thought so great? Like losing the epitome of my life.
It simply passes like a fleeing fear, quite literally faster then light.
Grasping for it with stars in my eyes; I deplete all of my strength.
Too bad, so sad...I never reach 'em, and I fucking suck at grabbing.
It simply passes like a fleeing fear, quite literally faster then light.
Grasping for it with stars in my eyes; I deplete all of my strength.
Too bad, so sad...I never reach 'em, and I fucking suck at grabbing.
Bleeding to Blend
Collisions, formed from apathetic gazes at yesteryear,
are passively expressed as shades of purple.
All these expressions slowly...methodically, are brainwashed to a purer blue;
Reflecting this indifferent tranquility...are remnants of a peaceful sky;
I glare as all is swiftly consumed by gray.
Thoughts clashing, despair becomes whole, not a simple part.
I wish all the colors would blend: seamless
Return to the nightmare, as it is inevitable, and reoccurring.
I always stumble to realize, this simple yet appalling truth...
Who knew? The only one who remains truly blue is me.
In the end, we bleed... until our veins have run dry.
Forced to reminisce, like a stigmata in our hands and feet...
are passively expressed as shades of purple.
All these expressions slowly...methodically, are brainwashed to a purer blue;
Reflecting this indifferent tranquility...are remnants of a peaceful sky;
I glare as all is swiftly consumed by gray.
Thoughts clashing, despair becomes whole, not a simple part.
I wish all the colors would blend: seamless
Return to the nightmare, as it is inevitable, and reoccurring.
I always stumble to realize, this simple yet appalling truth...
Who knew? The only one who remains truly blue is me.
In the end, we bleed... until our veins have run dry.
Forced to reminisce, like a stigmata in our hands and feet...
aren't We Human?
I think I am like a spring...
continuing to bounce along the walls,
so rigid, yet so unsettled and displaced.
Filled with a desire to cleanse my palate;
I must be free of this frigid, metallic taste
Although, I am more like a super computer...
analyze, process, render, and repeat.
Just cache, and proceed to overwrite;
Losing all that is learned, learning all that is lost.
Ever feel blind with perfect clarity?
But I feel most like a chair...
sitting...sitting...sitting... In the utmost honesty,
as an inanimate existence, comprehending nothing.
Standing on four legs, like some form of primeval animal;
A creature without an active intent to fight.
I'm not like pre-deceased cadavers, perpetuating empty character.
It's a feeble misconception, but don't hang a messenger.
So my question: Which are you Cain, insane, or vain?
Fuck the minds of the sane, I force instability to cauterize the vein
All alone, from a window seat, in my plain private plane.
I suppose...we all follow nature by instinct.
Simply human, with little to no complexity at our core.
It is times like these, I find even myself a bore.
Rising to soar, where any trace of intellect turns poor.
Missing the goal, but you still SCORE! Nature is such a fucking whore.
continuing to bounce along the walls,
so rigid, yet so unsettled and displaced.
Filled with a desire to cleanse my palate;
I must be free of this frigid, metallic taste
Although, I am more like a super computer...
analyze, process, render, and repeat.
Just cache, and proceed to overwrite;
Losing all that is learned, learning all that is lost.
Ever feel blind with perfect clarity?
But I feel most like a chair...
sitting...sitting...sitting... In the utmost honesty,
as an inanimate existence, comprehending nothing.
Standing on four legs, like some form of primeval animal;
A creature without an active intent to fight.
I'm not like pre-deceased cadavers, perpetuating empty character.
It's a feeble misconception, but don't hang a messenger.
So my question: Which are you Cain, insane, or vain?
Fuck the minds of the sane, I force instability to cauterize the vein
All alone, from a window seat, in my plain private plane.
I suppose...we all follow nature by instinct.
Simply human, with little to no complexity at our core.
It is times like these, I find even myself a bore.
Rising to soar, where any trace of intellect turns poor.
Missing the goal, but you still SCORE! Nature is such a fucking whore.
Employ the Decoy
Words should be tame,
but they are used and exploited in shame.
When one has the skills to do so:
patricians wag their fingers in detest;
but they casually watch worms writhe in incest.
When brought under soother's command,
loosened from every bondage of this land.
Amazing like this feeling of lightening.
Every shackle, iron and rope
released...along with remains of meaningless hope.
Hypocrisy seems to be an admirable trait to enjoy;
IN CASE OF PANIC (READ HERE=->), employ the whipping boy decoy.
but they are used and exploited in shame.
When one has the skills to do so:
patricians wag their fingers in detest;
but they casually watch worms writhe in incest.
When brought under soother's command,
loosened from every bondage of this land.
Amazing like this feeling of lightening.
Every shackle, iron and rope
released...along with remains of meaningless hope.
Hypocrisy seems to be an admirable trait to enjoy;
IN CASE OF PANIC (READ HERE=->), employ the whipping boy decoy.
And Mary Misses Mark...
Mirroring sanity by moving her feet parallel with the ground.
Might be the only thing holding her in line with "destiny'.
Mary sitting in the wicker chair in the corner, transfixed upon feeding maggots.
Markedly disturbed, she watches this "feeding frenzy", filled with desire
Masking her desires for her ideals, isn't repression unhealthy?
Misery in the form of masochism, harming herself to appease others.
"Maybe they're attracted to the plastic feeling of her skin?", she asks herself.
Me thinks she has disdain for the texture, but the quality was shoddy.
Meandering in the corner, alone and small, she met Manic Mark.
Malice filling her heart, she wanted to fight with teeth.
Manipulating and abusing was easy, but her true ideals brought about guilt.
Monogamy on her mind, but it seems like only a dream.
Mad? No...just intoxicated as usual, on what substance is a mystery to me.
Mauling her innards, but she must keep up her appearance.
Martyring her ideals, fighting a fated battle...and failing.
Maybe she shouldn't have pleaded yes when he said, "Are you open-minded?".
Might be the only thing holding her in line with "destiny'.
Mary sitting in the wicker chair in the corner, transfixed upon feeding maggots.
Markedly disturbed, she watches this "feeding frenzy", filled with desire
Masking her desires for her ideals, isn't repression unhealthy?
Misery in the form of masochism, harming herself to appease others.
"Maybe they're attracted to the plastic feeling of her skin?", she asks herself.
Me thinks she has disdain for the texture, but the quality was shoddy.
Meandering in the corner, alone and small, she met Manic Mark.
Malice filling her heart, she wanted to fight with teeth.
Manipulating and abusing was easy, but her true ideals brought about guilt.
Monogamy on her mind, but it seems like only a dream.
Mad? No...just intoxicated as usual, on what substance is a mystery to me.
Mauling her innards, but she must keep up her appearance.
Martyring her ideals, fighting a fated battle...and failing.
Maybe she shouldn't have pleaded yes when he said, "Are you open-minded?".
Click and Repeat
So thoughts are only a burden? And lacking them is acceptable?
The creation of fools, who will acquire such a meager lot.
Filled with terror and humility, who is the fool...through spray-painted lenses?
The shadows they produce fill me with shame of our humanity.
One day we will die... but still continuing to nourish parasites.
Until then I shall enjoy being eaten alive.
I understand my fore-comers existential plight.
Finding only grief in the negativity of the living dead
C-L-I-C-K...trigger left to pull. What are consequences?
No time for logic, you can't think. Only if you were sober...
Your fury, anger, and overwhelming insomnia.
Holes in heads of carcasses - wash the stains...repeat indefinitely.
The creation of fools, who will acquire such a meager lot.
Filled with terror and humility, who is the fool...through spray-painted lenses?
The shadows they produce fill me with shame of our humanity.
One day we will die... but still continuing to nourish parasites.
Until then I shall enjoy being eaten alive.
I understand my fore-comers existential plight.
Finding only grief in the negativity of the living dead
C-L-I-C-K...trigger left to pull. What are consequences?
No time for logic, you can't think. Only if you were sober...
Your fury, anger, and overwhelming insomnia.
Holes in heads of carcasses - wash the stains...repeat indefinitely.
Who has the Booze?
I drown within chaotic puddles, but my eyes see a sea.
What of my fake leg? As this misanthropy will be my destruction.
If this is a test, these burdens consume my short-lived life,
Knowledge of disgusting animal nature - driving me skeptical and jaded.
All the progress in our wake, give or take, is this the end?
All these horrible masterpieces, is our growth for amusement?
Never focus outward to relieve pain, to build and mend a broken soul.
It isn't easy to persuade my beliefs, I cannot ignorantly persist in falsity...
Everyone is akin, yet there will always be (un)necessary opposites.
The one who abuses, and the one that rapes all resistance away.
That is... assuming that we all yearn for misconceived "originality".
What a species indeed, getting fucked up even on our last heyday.
What of my fake leg? As this misanthropy will be my destruction.
If this is a test, these burdens consume my short-lived life,
Knowledge of disgusting animal nature - driving me skeptical and jaded.
All the progress in our wake, give or take, is this the end?
All these horrible masterpieces, is our growth for amusement?
Never focus outward to relieve pain, to build and mend a broken soul.
It isn't easy to persuade my beliefs, I cannot ignorantly persist in falsity...
Everyone is akin, yet there will always be (un)necessary opposites.
The one who abuses, and the one that rapes all resistance away.
That is... assuming that we all yearn for misconceived "originality".
What a species indeed, getting fucked up even on our last heyday.
Stuck in Subjectivity
Spacing out with my mind, trying to see past these lines,
between two of so many, stuck in the middle again.
Ignoring false knowledge from people who know little more,
exhausted of hearing, "but your just dreaming".
I only dream how social evolution murders, finding myself alone
Is there life on Mars? Yes, but it seems backward to the mind.
I can count only me, and doubtfully you, but my hope does not falter.
Even while others flee to escape away into space.
Seeking reason in the dark leaves an aftermath of infinite doubt.
We need shelter from ourselves, and we notice the silence of space.
These opaque lines appear challenging, but only when visible.
Suffocated in ideals and in vast detail, they all speed up the process.
Indebted to function, hands monotonously tick as seconds pass.
Their hands mechanically move, faster faster faster or so it seems.
Hasten the dying cells, the machine races to become immobile,
Finally the hands stop... The unit is replaced with a newer model.
With heart, I spill out my entirety for change,
However without sun, the lowly moon shadows my actions.
Thus lacking anyone to properly pedagogue, as if I desired that,
regardless the resulting self-confidence is unstructured.
I've arrived here... Does this still seem like a dream?
Yes, as the world is still wrapped in dated cellophane.
Choking us until lack of oxygen rots the mind.
So most of reality should be grounded in dreams.
between two of so many, stuck in the middle again.
Ignoring false knowledge from people who know little more,
exhausted of hearing, "but your just dreaming".
I only dream how social evolution murders, finding myself alone
Is there life on Mars? Yes, but it seems backward to the mind.
I can count only me, and doubtfully you, but my hope does not falter.
Even while others flee to escape away into space.
Seeking reason in the dark leaves an aftermath of infinite doubt.
We need shelter from ourselves, and we notice the silence of space.
These opaque lines appear challenging, but only when visible.
Suffocated in ideals and in vast detail, they all speed up the process.
Indebted to function, hands monotonously tick as seconds pass.
Their hands mechanically move, faster faster faster or so it seems.
Hasten the dying cells, the machine races to become immobile,
Finally the hands stop... The unit is replaced with a newer model.
With heart, I spill out my entirety for change,
However without sun, the lowly moon shadows my actions.
Thus lacking anyone to properly pedagogue, as if I desired that,
regardless the resulting self-confidence is unstructured.
I've arrived here... Does this still seem like a dream?
Yes, as the world is still wrapped in dated cellophane.
Choking us until lack of oxygen rots the mind.
So most of reality should be grounded in dreams.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Stubborn Dinosaur
Lonesome heartthrob, would you care for some sex?
I'm obligated to still care for you, cus I'm still your only ex
It's my turn to get practice at severing wounded necks
My heart is throbbing, can you feel it ache?
I can feel the blood rush all throughout
My blood boils till my head is set to explode
Come now I know my invitation has you in perplex
Within your eyes I see that my intention reflects
If I open your mind there will be a sign that reads triple X
You agree even as we both knew what would happen
All while I'm enjoying heaven, you enjoy dragging me down
This lack of intimacy reminds me why you're but a number to me
I'm forever weighed down under an insidious hex
So I'll forever fight back in my need to vex
Because your pride is larger than a gigantic T-rex
I'm obligated to still care for you, cus I'm still your only ex
It's my turn to get practice at severing wounded necks
My heart is throbbing, can you feel it ache?
I can feel the blood rush all throughout
My blood boils till my head is set to explode
Come now I know my invitation has you in perplex
Within your eyes I see that my intention reflects
If I open your mind there will be a sign that reads triple X
You agree even as we both knew what would happen
All while I'm enjoying heaven, you enjoy dragging me down
This lack of intimacy reminds me why you're but a number to me
I'm forever weighed down under an insidious hex
So I'll forever fight back in my need to vex
Because your pride is larger than a gigantic T-rex
Skin
I find skin on my mind
as I'm killing some time
Within the sheets I ruffle
Down the lane we shuffle
I'm spilling out my heart
with your hands under toe
I'm not talking about feet
I'm meaning down low
After we finish we desire
We curl near the fire
Having fun dancing with hoes
who have god who knows
as I'm killing some time
Within the sheets I ruffle
Down the lane we shuffle
I'm spilling out my heart
with your hands under toe
I'm not talking about feet
I'm meaning down low
After we finish we desire
We curl near the fire
Having fun dancing with hoes
who have god who knows
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
The Man in Black
Today I saw a man dressed in black who stared through my soul
With his black bowler hat, he was a perfect portrait of dystopia
Wearing a bold black overcoat to shadow his feared face
He ferociously paced past me with such an urgency
I suppose he was making me believe his seeds were sown
Truly his work was completed, but when he possessed my mind
It began oddly, as I begun pondering of him from out of blackness
His status, His commitment, His caged rage, His frozen fingers
How he doesn't walk with a cane even though he cringes in pain
I watched as he limply walked to the exit, slowly in pace...alone
This man and his graying demeanor have only grown to decay
And to think I ever imagined his scholarly status was a bluff
The man covered in black is a mystery to me
Now I stand as a still stone, petrified from seeing my death
Walking to the exit...alone
With his black bowler hat, he was a perfect portrait of dystopia
Wearing a bold black overcoat to shadow his feared face
He ferociously paced past me with such an urgency
I suppose he was making me believe his seeds were sown
Truly his work was completed, but when he possessed my mind
It began oddly, as I begun pondering of him from out of blackness
His status, His commitment, His caged rage, His frozen fingers
How he doesn't walk with a cane even though he cringes in pain
I watched as he limply walked to the exit, slowly in pace...alone
This man and his graying demeanor have only grown to decay
And to think I ever imagined his scholarly status was a bluff
The man covered in black is a mystery to me
Now I stand as a still stone, petrified from seeing my death
Walking to the exit...alone
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Dead Voices
I listen with heart in ear, to any and all regurgitated themes.
With piercing screams deafening, do you intend to see me bleed?
Appearances contradict, but yes, the beating becomes painful.
As the resulting palpitations cause me to lie wounded on the floor.
Blood seeping from each ear, my thinning tunnel vision turning black.
I bear this burden, but do you know my attention never waivers?
Despite being audible, I seem to be in lack of voice.
My final words, I hope your listening, but doubt is consuming.
Still disregarded even in likeness, oh the irony is quite hilarious.
Left in such a state, blood completely drained from my hollow veins.
Death leaves me without a plethora of distractions from your word.
Although I don't listen, my cold corpse disgusted at ill words heard.
The dead never truly listen, as they have no meaning to obtain...
Only transfixing upon the blood from their own empty veins.
With piercing screams deafening, do you intend to see me bleed?
Appearances contradict, but yes, the beating becomes painful.
As the resulting palpitations cause me to lie wounded on the floor.
Blood seeping from each ear, my thinning tunnel vision turning black.
I bear this burden, but do you know my attention never waivers?
Despite being audible, I seem to be in lack of voice.
My final words, I hope your listening, but doubt is consuming.
Still disregarded even in likeness, oh the irony is quite hilarious.
Left in such a state, blood completely drained from my hollow veins.
Death leaves me without a plethora of distractions from your word.
Although I don't listen, my cold corpse disgusted at ill words heard.
The dead never truly listen, as they have no meaning to obtain...
Only transfixing upon the blood from their own empty veins.
Diamonds in the Wind
Jumping from buildings,
to dance with the stars.
I need a boost to reach the sun,
and you raise me another eight inches.
Beloved and being loved,
but you too have rubies in your eyes.
So you have intentions like the rest,
as silver seemingly shines the brightest.
Hot and cold,
young and old.
This dollar tree growing strong and tall,
rooting our lives and binding us all.
to dance with the stars.
I need a boost to reach the sun,
and you raise me another eight inches.
Beloved and being loved,
but you too have rubies in your eyes.
So you have intentions like the rest,
as silver seemingly shines the brightest.
Hot and cold,
young and old.
This dollar tree growing strong and tall,
rooting our lives and binding us all.
Pink Powder
Pink...
Hmm, not at this hour.
Flower power?
Ohh bother, pink powder!
With regards so dust like, mysteriously falling between fingers.
Such an appealing color, I can only watch as the feelings part.
Reminding me of chalky crushed-up valentine hearts,
inhale the colored love.
-Sniffle- So sweet, making your mind...so light,
as it continues burning a hole in your head.
Numbing, tingling, yet still not dead.
In a haze or a daze, you might say.
Just another way to brighten your day.
It doesn't really kick reality, but it does kill the apathy.
When passion lacks both rhyme and reason to be,
The brightened are all dead, destroyed by the brain contusions.
Hmm, not at this hour.
Flower power?
Ohh bother, pink powder!
With regards so dust like, mysteriously falling between fingers.
Such an appealing color, I can only watch as the feelings part.
Reminding me of chalky crushed-up valentine hearts,
inhale the colored love.
-Sniffle- So sweet, making your mind...so light,
as it continues burning a hole in your head.
Numbing, tingling, yet still not dead.
In a haze or a daze, you might say.
Just another way to brighten your day.
It doesn't really kick reality, but it does kill the apathy.
When passion lacks both rhyme and reason to be,
The brightened are all dead, destroyed by the brain contusions.
APATHY
I feel as if time passes too slow
but if I had the chance,
I would rewind into slow-mo
to take in the greenery
and all the sights to see
the moments turn to a blur
when I revisit times past
its good to know, I was never truly there
the time spent in sorrow
waiting for a better tomorrow
Now that I live in the future
Its really no different
...just different weather.
but if I had the chance,
I would rewind into slow-mo
to take in the greenery
and all the sights to see
the moments turn to a blur
when I revisit times past
its good to know, I was never truly there
the time spent in sorrow
waiting for a better tomorrow
Now that I live in the future
Its really no different
...just different weather.
Shining Bright
Are we in it for the drugs?
Or maybe for the sleazy hugs?
The attention is nice
but I don't much care for these fights
Don't miss the green light, GO!
Green eyes
green eyes for me
don't let me have...
green eyes
green eyes for you
Do we have to burn?
or is it all another lesson to learn?
We push before we shove,
but then we shove too late
Don't miss the green light, GO!
Green eyes
green eyes for me
don't let me have...
green eyes
green eyes for you
Don't ignore your sight,
but ruin when you run the red light.
Eliminate all limitations
Or maybe for the sleazy hugs?
The attention is nice
but I don't much care for these fights
Don't miss the green light, GO!
Green eyes
green eyes for me
don't let me have...
green eyes
green eyes for you
Do we have to burn?
or is it all another lesson to learn?
We push before we shove,
but then we shove too late
Don't miss the green light, GO!
Green eyes
green eyes for me
don't let me have...
green eyes
green eyes for you
Don't ignore your sight,
but ruin when you run the red light.
Eliminate all limitations
Wavelength
I see dimensions in the smallest view
So go and have your fill
hard stuck on the thrill
The words behind your eyes
speak much louder than your sighs
and you scream ill meaning
I was born behind bars
So come and release me
I'm whoever you want me to be
You say dominion
I need a mentor in my opinion
So? Will you lead the way?
I'll remain still
and bend to your will
So go and have your fill
hard stuck on the thrill
The words behind your eyes
speak much louder than your sighs
and you scream ill meaning
I was born behind bars
So come and release me
I'm whoever you want me to be
You say dominion
I need a mentor in my opinion
So? Will you lead the way?
I'll remain still
and bend to your will
Wrong this time
Smiles are deceiving
There's one, another, and more...
Sheltering ones self
behind a veil of apprehension
You can laugh at my smiles
but I'm not actually gitty
Hanging above razor sharp doubt
from a fine thread
You smile in spite
or maybe 'cus I'm so poorly exposed
There's one, another, and more...
Sheltering ones self
behind a veil of apprehension
You can laugh at my smiles
but I'm not actually gitty
Hanging above razor sharp doubt
from a fine thread
You smile in spite
or maybe 'cus I'm so poorly exposed
Split
Ah, you are a strange one indeed
What are your thoughts, Mr. Hyde?
"I find rationality too powerful a source
...so I am allured by the shallow shadows
It's beyond reason to question ourselves
when we do, time to swallow down some cyanide".
Interesting word choice and so most would agree
Do you care to comment, Dr. Jekyll?
-Silence-
What are your thoughts, Mr. Hyde?
"I find rationality too powerful a source
...so I am allured by the shallow shadows
It's beyond reason to question ourselves
when we do, time to swallow down some cyanide".
Interesting word choice and so most would agree
Do you care to comment, Dr. Jekyll?
-Silence-
It's DOCTOR Frankenstein to you!
I won't feel so alone
If your next to me
I might even care... a bit
about your pathetic strife
Teenage drag with the wife
...and how you've been a sadistic fucker,
your entire life.
I'm sorry that I'm breaking down
I'm not even from this town
I'm so naive its blinding
in distress; dismemberment
I say I'm black, when I actually mean white
I bet ya, I pray every night
I wanna separate from the click
from the same tricks that I know
maybe I'll be a bit more apathetic...oops, empathetic.
to not be such a messed up tease.
disgusted in the ease...
but I still find humor,
to get you bent on your knees.
I'm sorry but I've had enough of you,
and your best friend too,
I'm still naive and its blinding me
in distress; dismemberment
Damn! you have a sale tag,
Hah, and you called me a fag?
I've never felt like a worm in a wasteland
until I dug my feet into ground
allowing me to roam the dirt free
it was only skulls I found
A quiet but subtle sound
invisible to my sight
annoying messages, you're bound!
I'm sorry about the tyranny and hypocrisy,
in this back ass democracy.
I'm still naive, its fucking burning.
so attack with chaos! / to bring carnage.
to begin foundation anew
minority becoming majority, leaving few
fate would leave me and you!
- Fucking sadist -
If your next to me
I might even care... a bit
about your pathetic strife
Teenage drag with the wife
...and how you've been a sadistic fucker,
your entire life.
I'm sorry that I'm breaking down
I'm not even from this town
I'm so naive its blinding
in distress; dismemberment
I say I'm black, when I actually mean white
I bet ya, I pray every night
I wanna separate from the click
from the same tricks that I know
maybe I'll be a bit more apathetic...oops, empathetic.
to not be such a messed up tease.
disgusted in the ease...
but I still find humor,
to get you bent on your knees.
I'm sorry but I've had enough of you,
and your best friend too,
I'm still naive and its blinding me
in distress; dismemberment
Damn! you have a sale tag,
Hah, and you called me a fag?
I've never felt like a worm in a wasteland
until I dug my feet into ground
allowing me to roam the dirt free
it was only skulls I found
A quiet but subtle sound
invisible to my sight
annoying messages, you're bound!
I'm sorry about the tyranny and hypocrisy,
in this back ass democracy.
I'm still naive, its fucking burning.
so attack with chaos! / to bring carnage.
to begin foundation anew
minority becoming majority, leaving few
fate would leave me and you!
- Fucking sadist -
Your Math is very Witty
Are you waiting for the limelight?
Or just the spotlights?
Can we compromise? 'Cus I have black lights:
Dim the street lines.
So I guess it's all glam.
the answers that hide,
are compared to empty fact
it all turns to a matter of 'tact
Necessary to find the solution
Permanence to this aged old illusion
It's Like Math
You Like Math?
Not me.
Well...maybe a little...
Do. do I?
Do. Do. Do.
Do. Do it
I breed solutions against authority,
I'm sorry you can't keep up with me
In my dispute - of integrity
A lesson for you:
Don't touch my act!
In the presence of a dying image
Do you hate to steer?
or is it pretentious fear?
Oh No
You suck at lying
So tighten the knot!
In fear...
Oh God fuckin no
Need to find the solution
Permanence to grand illusions
...and the cure for my solutions?
No retribution.
"Just take another pill".
Yeah bitch, I bet you will.
It's Like Math
Who Likes Math?
Not you, I guess.
Or just the spotlights?
Can we compromise? 'Cus I have black lights:
Dim the street lines.
So I guess it's all glam.
the answers that hide,
are compared to empty fact
it all turns to a matter of 'tact
Necessary to find the solution
Permanence to this aged old illusion
It's Like Math
You Like Math?
Not me.
Well...maybe a little...
Do. do I?
Do. Do. Do.
Do. Do it
I breed solutions against authority,
I'm sorry you can't keep up with me
In my dispute - of integrity
A lesson for you:
Don't touch my act!
In the presence of a dying image
Do you hate to steer?
or is it pretentious fear?
Oh No
You suck at lying
So tighten the knot!
In fear...
Oh God fuckin no
Need to find the solution
Permanence to grand illusions
...and the cure for my solutions?
No retribution.
"Just take another pill".
Yeah bitch, I bet you will.
It's Like Math
Who Likes Math?
Not you, I guess.
A Twin
Awaken the nightmares:
Pink powder meant to combust.
Finding a lack of passive trust,
Remnants of faith and lust.
Pink powder meant to combust.
Finding a lack of passive trust,
Remnants of faith and lust.
Live Razor Wire
My words like lightening
striking all about
as I grow fangs with little bite
Head is hanging around
but I wasn't lost
until you shed the light
What I'm known for
is what I digress in
What I long for
to bring forth new sin
I bind myself with sight
as I humbly pronounce, "with haste, sire".
What I'm becoming known for...
for slaughtering kin
What I long for?
I long to recover meaning within
Holding on without might
to live razor wire
The rewards are shocking...
striking all about
as I grow fangs with little bite
Head is hanging around
but I wasn't lost
until you shed the light
What I'm known for
is what I digress in
What I long for
to bring forth new sin
I bind myself with sight
as I humbly pronounce, "with haste, sire".
What I'm becoming known for...
for slaughtering kin
What I long for?
I long to recover meaning within
Holding on without might
to live razor wire
The rewards are shocking...
I Slither
My thoughts reveal themselves to me
I knew they hid until some turmoil had ended
Until I learned the method of my ways
a method of terror
My growing teeth only bite myself
poisoning what I already created
like a cathartic snake that keeps devouring itself
injecting itself with venom
Creating a lethal poison
and I'm not even an apothecary
fuck these false teeth
fuck...
the wall before me, and the fire behind me
I must destroy, before I can create
Running in place, but I just keep moving
Close to 90 miles, and I just kept trucking
I knew that I would eventually start tripping
but I said fuck it - I kept injecting more venom
I needed the prison escape of the century
leading down into a chasm, pushing past the untraveled dirt
plunging so far down
...I was almost eating worms
I knew they hid until some turmoil had ended
Until I learned the method of my ways
a method of terror
My growing teeth only bite myself
poisoning what I already created
like a cathartic snake that keeps devouring itself
injecting itself with venom
Creating a lethal poison
and I'm not even an apothecary
fuck these false teeth
fuck...
the wall before me, and the fire behind me
I must destroy, before I can create
Running in place, but I just keep moving
Close to 90 miles, and I just kept trucking
I knew that I would eventually start tripping
but I said fuck it - I kept injecting more venom
I needed the prison escape of the century
leading down into a chasm, pushing past the untraveled dirt
plunging so far down
...I was almost eating worms
Cutting Organs
I made my choice:
assembly or war?
FUCK!! I need more!
I move, I speak, but I don't live
so the chemicals hunt for me...
appearing as something perfect and new
Inflating my heart like a red balloon
I feel it expanding, waiting for the material to rupture
leaving bloody remains, splattered across the walls
When I'm dying, I might accept the gift,
the wonderful gift of sin.
I'm quickly reaching the end... Fin.
assembly or war?
FUCK!! I need more!
I move, I speak, but I don't live
so the chemicals hunt for me...
appearing as something perfect and new
Inflating my heart like a red balloon
I feel it expanding, waiting for the material to rupture
leaving bloody remains, splattered across the walls
When I'm dying, I might accept the gift,
the wonderful gift of sin.
I'm quickly reaching the end... Fin.
Stranglehold
You're what I need
beyond selfish greed
to get through the day
You are the one that I hold
to never grow old
to rescue me away
Your beauties fading,
my image all degrading
but that's okay?
Cus its always been this way...
what about today?
beyond selfish greed
to get through the day
You are the one that I hold
to never grow old
to rescue me away
Your beauties fading,
my image all degrading
but that's okay?
Cus its always been this way...
what about today?
Bi - Lateral
I'm hot
and then blue,
double back again.
You too?
You rage
and I'm high.
Flip the coin,
we cry.
On opposite poles,
chasing the same goals.
...running on the moon
and then blue,
double back again.
You too?
You rage
and I'm high.
Flip the coin,
we cry.
On opposite poles,
chasing the same goals.
...running on the moon
- Hatred -
The leaves are growing
the leaves are so beautiful
the leaves are changing
the leaves have grown older
the colors are fading
the beauty is rotting
the leaves are decaying
the leaves are so beautiful
the leaves are changing
the leaves have grown older
the colors are fading
the beauty is rotting
the leaves are decaying
Head over Heels
Will you be the one we comment about?
maybe our dull conversations will die
when we stop being polite,
and we actually mention the mud on your face.
we only talk in passing regard
so any therapy is pretty hard
will you stop and talk?
I don't know, I could ask myself too
when the willingness ends
what remains but familiarity?
maybe our dull conversations will die
when we stop being polite,
and we actually mention the mud on your face.
we only talk in passing regard
so any therapy is pretty hard
will you stop and talk?
I don't know, I could ask myself too
when the willingness ends
what remains but familiarity?
Reasons
I'm living in it.
I'm stressing in it,
because I'm not expressing in it.
I'm nice in it.
See... I'm not preying in it.
Just out playing in it.
I'm baking in it,
because I'm swaying in it.
But at least I'm staying in it.
I'm stressing in it,
because I'm not expressing in it.
I'm nice in it.
See... I'm not preying in it.
Just out playing in it.
I'm baking in it,
because I'm swaying in it.
But at least I'm staying in it.
Waiting
Hello?
Hello???
Can you hear me? I'm waiting.
Hello?
Hello???
Better stop your hesitating.
Your breaking up, so start breaking down
Know if it could be done then it should be done
but you won't cross the line, that's not fine!
Hello?
...Hello
Can you hear me? I'm still waiting.
Hello?
...Hello
You must stop your hesitating.
Hello???
Can you hear me? I'm waiting.
Hello?
Hello???
Better stop your hesitating.
Your breaking up, so start breaking down
Know if it could be done then it should be done
but you won't cross the line, that's not fine!
Hello?
...Hello
Can you hear me? I'm still waiting.
Hello?
...Hello
You must stop your hesitating.
Morbid
Tired of being cool.
Tired of being tired
Wanna remain alone,
and wait till I expire
I deserve to die.
I deserve to be shot.
Drowning in a hole
while I spill my guts out.
Tired of being tired
Wanna remain alone,
and wait till I expire
I deserve to die.
I deserve to be shot.
Drowning in a hole
while I spill my guts out.
Pyro
Blazing...
banks
buildings
bridges
Burning...
babies
bodies
nobodies
Let the blaze spread
and watch water burn.
In the fire
of desire
banks
buildings
bridges
Burning...
babies
bodies
nobodies
Let the blaze spread
and watch water burn.
In the fire
of desire
Can you tell?
Is this hell?
Or are we actually in good health?
Can you tell?
Does your heart hurt? After your time in oblivion
Are your liver and lungs failing?
I can heal you child...but fate only quickens your abortion.
This sea of black blood lures pure sin...and we continue sailing.
Can you tell?
Do you buy new things...for me?
Tell me, what do you have to sell?
Pretty flowers?
Candy hearts?
Can you hold them?
After your -cut-box-cut-...I got blood on my pants.
Was it your mind that fell?
Finding shelter amongst neurotic angels
Can you tell?
Making yourself justified in deed not virtue,
Your actions at home:
Where no one has a clear view.
Do we believe the fate of your Rome?
Can you tell...?
If you're correctly woven in perception?
The perfect candidate can be born into requiem, oh well...
Do you still hunt like we used to?
Moving from street to street in deceit
Searching, stalking, starting your planning.
I think you should have a seat.
- The Hurt.
Flowers -
Justifying -
- The Hunt.
Or are we actually in good health?
Can you tell?
Does your heart hurt? After your time in oblivion
Are your liver and lungs failing?
I can heal you child...but fate only quickens your abortion.
This sea of black blood lures pure sin...and we continue sailing.
Can you tell?
Do you buy new things...for me?
Tell me, what do you have to sell?
Pretty flowers?
Candy hearts?
Can you hold them?
After your -cut-box-cut-...I got blood on my pants.
Was it your mind that fell?
Finding shelter amongst neurotic angels
Can you tell?
Making yourself justified in deed not virtue,
Your actions at home:
Where no one has a clear view.
Do we believe the fate of your Rome?
Can you tell...?
If you're correctly woven in perception?
The perfect candidate can be born into requiem, oh well...
Do you still hunt like we used to?
Moving from street to street in deceit
Searching, stalking, starting your planning.
I think you should have a seat.
- The Hurt.
Flowers -
Justifying -
- The Hunt.
Insomnia
Hanging up the phone
Fading to unknown
I have been waiting for you
Give me a farewell death cue
Acting out my rejection
advancing fake perception
Hanging up the phone
Fading to unknown
You say I might be crazy
making thought become glazy
To the thought of deception,
Can I have an injection?
Hang up the phone!
Run to unknown!
- Hey! Answer the phone! -
Hung up the phone
Fade to unknown
- I guess no ones at home -
Fuck
No
Dial
Tone...
Fading to unknown
I have been waiting for you
Give me a farewell death cue
Acting out my rejection
advancing fake perception
Hanging up the phone
Fading to unknown
You say I might be crazy
making thought become glazy
To the thought of deception,
Can I have an injection?
Hang up the phone!
Run to unknown!
- Hey! Answer the phone! -
Hung up the phone
Fade to unknown
- I guess no ones at home -
Fuck
No
Dial
Tone...
Attack or Sight?
My mind screams to me, "What have you done to me!"
The white appears to be vast and never-ending,
so I believe it continues to loom around humankind as perfection.
For a moment, I imagine the white starting to darken and intensify.
So I ask of myself: Should I dive into the abyss?
I must take the time to grasp this moment's significance...
To determine my own answer to any question of morality.
Must I darken until only black solidarity remains?
Or should I embrace white alongside the truths it holds?
In contrast, my wounds are only but temporary scars.
The spreading of the plague known as darkness.
I'm infected, can't you tell? I'm still bound to the white
Fate created an impassable line between fortune and knowledge.
So judgment lies dead alongside my coveted divinity.
No longer white, no longer black, am I gray?
Must I construct black and white thought? Am I two dimensional?
Darkness beyond light, I would lack the truth that accompanies.
You cannot find the light within the darkness.
...and yet I still think the white too bright.
The white appears to be vast and never-ending,
so I believe it continues to loom around humankind as perfection.
For a moment, I imagine the white starting to darken and intensify.
So I ask of myself: Should I dive into the abyss?
I must take the time to grasp this moment's significance...
To determine my own answer to any question of morality.
Must I darken until only black solidarity remains?
Or should I embrace white alongside the truths it holds?
In contrast, my wounds are only but temporary scars.
The spreading of the plague known as darkness.
I'm infected, can't you tell? I'm still bound to the white
Fate created an impassable line between fortune and knowledge.
So judgment lies dead alongside my coveted divinity.
No longer white, no longer black, am I gray?
Must I construct black and white thought? Am I two dimensional?
Darkness beyond light, I would lack the truth that accompanies.
You cannot find the light within the darkness.
...and yet I still think the white too bright.
Tourniquet's Gaze
Look what you've done to me.
You destroy everything you see.
Staring deep into my tourniquet's gaze...
Knowing I'm subjugated by the praise.
"You have superiority!" ...the mosquitoes sing
Predominance? Then rob my butterfly wings
Would I too find first place profound?
-Smile- I'd still wish you good luck flying to higher ground.
Would you show mercy to a banshee?
Knowing what she lusts from thee?
You too? Lost in fighting its piercing gaze.
Prisoners without chains - Lost in the haze
She'll devour all the vitality she can borrow
Ravenous... Promising its only till tomorrow!
Finally you become blackened by the sum,
when you accept that tomorrow will never come.
The benefits you receive aren't free
The payment? You gave an unsigned guarantee.
Unknown vengeance, your will turns gray
I silently watch the betrayal fade into disarray
You destroy everything you see.
Staring deep into my tourniquet's gaze...
Knowing I'm subjugated by the praise.
"You have superiority!" ...the mosquitoes sing
Predominance? Then rob my butterfly wings
Would I too find first place profound?
-Smile- I'd still wish you good luck flying to higher ground.
Would you show mercy to a banshee?
Knowing what she lusts from thee?
You too? Lost in fighting its piercing gaze.
Prisoners without chains - Lost in the haze
She'll devour all the vitality she can borrow
Ravenous... Promising its only till tomorrow!
Finally you become blackened by the sum,
when you accept that tomorrow will never come.
The benefits you receive aren't free
The payment? You gave an unsigned guarantee.
Unknown vengeance, your will turns gray
I silently watch the betrayal fade into disarray
Eat Me
You can take me away
You can lead me astray
You can bring me down down down down down
I can be your prey
I will do as you say
So long as you take me 'round and around
You grabbed my arm
Dipped it in oil
Then you lite it on fire
All because I called you a liar
Watch out
Don't burn it all
My heart is a good piece of meat
All dressed up and ready to eat
You can take me away
You can lead me astray
You can bring me down down down down down
I can be your prey
I will do as you say
So long as you take me 'round and around
You can lead me astray
You can bring me down down down down down
I can be your prey
I will do as you say
So long as you take me 'round and around
You grabbed my arm
Dipped it in oil
Then you lite it on fire
All because I called you a liar
Watch out
Don't burn it all
My heart is a good piece of meat
All dressed up and ready to eat
You can take me away
You can lead me astray
You can bring me down down down down down
I can be your prey
I will do as you say
So long as you take me 'round and around
Alive for a Moment
My perception of time is distorted during uptake.
And for a spell... the colors actually brighten and intensify.
"What the fuck is this!" I scream in panic.
Oh how I long to sculpt those minutes into an eternity...
May I re-live those never-ending moments?
So I can boast that the gray is blinded by bliss.
Warning! Beware of radioactivity!
"Now, aren't you energetic?" With a spike in your vein.
Far faster than affect, colors darken anew.
A breath of familiarity to suffocate placating emotions.
Aftermath arrives, the shadow is skeptical of the heavens.
Severed wings still bleed - forever after.
And for a spell... the colors actually brighten and intensify.
"What the fuck is this!" I scream in panic.
Oh how I long to sculpt those minutes into an eternity...
May I re-live those never-ending moments?
So I can boast that the gray is blinded by bliss.
Warning! Beware of radioactivity!
"Now, aren't you energetic?" With a spike in your vein.
Far faster than affect, colors darken anew.
A breath of familiarity to suffocate placating emotions.
Aftermath arrives, the shadow is skeptical of the heavens.
Severed wings still bleed - forever after.
I Apologize
I apologize for what you said my darling
Do you see the bright light?
It shines too brightly for you
Do you see the moon light?
No? Then I guess we're both blind.
I'll help carry your flood into the dark.
When the tide is high...
I'm drowning down now.
So strange, but... "It's alright"
Now do you see the bright light?
That I'm shining brightly for you.
Do you accept the bright light?
It's safe to say, that you're too high.
I'm bent on my knees
Begging and pleading
I'm apologizing for the cruel words
that you say to me
... my darling
... my darling
Do you see the bright light?
It shines too brightly for you
Do you see the moon light?
No? Then I guess we're both blind.
I'll help carry your flood into the dark.
When the tide is high...
I'm drowning down now.
So strange, but... "It's alright"
Now do you see the bright light?
That I'm shining brightly for you.
Do you accept the bright light?
It's safe to say, that you're too high.
I'm bent on my knees
Begging and pleading
I'm apologizing for the cruel words
that you say to me
... my darling
... my darling
Harder to Love
You make it hard to breathe
and harder to love
But it's the hardest to
forget you and give up
You make it hard not to feel
so sad that it can never be
It will always be hard
with you being next to me
You make it so difficult
to just be me, how I try
But I'll forgive you this time
...again -Sigh-
You make my stomach queasy and sick
Stuck between a hard place and your hard...
You make it hard not to feel
even knowing we will never be.
You make my situation ever harder
when you demand to be next to me
and harder to love
But it's the hardest to
forget you and give up
You make it hard not to feel
so sad that it can never be
It will always be hard
with you being next to me
You make it so difficult
to just be me, how I try
But I'll forgive you this time
...again -Sigh-
You make my stomach queasy and sick
Stuck between a hard place and your hard...
You make it hard not to feel
even knowing we will never be.
You make my situation ever harder
when you demand to be next to me
Bloody Metaphors
I'm caging an inferno...
instead of exhaling diamond dust.
You create what my ears desire ...empathy?
Why do you love to hate?
Defiant to your own opposites
Does that mean you hate to love?
Do you hate the way it tastes?
But you know I love your flavor
How about her strawberry jam?
When I bring bloody metaphors to the table
I watch you eat them up - Like raw meat.
I bet you're all wet with excitement
instead of exhaling diamond dust.
You create what my ears desire ...empathy?
Why do you love to hate?
Defiant to your own opposites
Does that mean you hate to love?
Do you hate the way it tastes?
But you know I love your flavor
How about her strawberry jam?
When I bring bloody metaphors to the table
I watch you eat them up - Like raw meat.
I bet you're all wet with excitement
Casting a Spell of Attraction
Don't leave me now
I know I'm not a mage
I just don't want you to leave me now
Don't leave me in this cage.
Don't leave me now
I might not go mad
Don't leave me now
and I wont cry - i'M sO saD
My time with you is short,
because my nights are too quick.
You won't even give me the time
Dreams of you make me sick
Don't leave me now
I think you enjoy letting me down
Don't leave me now
So I can reverse my frown
Don't leave me now
Only your memories will lay
Don't leave me now
And today I won't fade away
I know I'm not a mage
I just don't want you to leave me now
Don't leave me in this cage.
Don't leave me now
I might not go mad
Don't leave me now
and I wont cry - i'M sO saD
My time with you is short,
because my nights are too quick.
You won't even give me the time
Dreams of you make me sick
Don't leave me now
I think you enjoy letting me down
Don't leave me now
So I can reverse my frown
Don't leave me now
Only your memories will lay
Don't leave me now
And today I won't fade away
Be Blunt
Compassion -- War
Hate... and/or
Cheers! Let's drown in ale
Will you ever read my mail?
I wish you'd rise 'fore
"'fore you waste it on a whore"
Gawking at the horns and tail?
Close the coffin, hammer nail
Drink up, you need some more
Sober conversations are a bore
And moods are on the upswing.
To bring on another fling
Drink up, hit the floor
I lust for bloody gore
Tell me all your crazy tales
My ears flail for the entrails
Sketch dreams and nightmares ignore
End all the lies that I abhor
Let down your hypnotic front
Please don't be sharp -- Be blunt
Hate... and/or
Cheers! Let's drown in ale
Will you ever read my mail?
I wish you'd rise 'fore
"'fore you waste it on a whore"
Gawking at the horns and tail?
Close the coffin, hammer nail
Drink up, you need some more
Sober conversations are a bore
And moods are on the upswing.
To bring on another fling
Drink up, hit the floor
I lust for bloody gore
Tell me all your crazy tales
My ears flail for the entrails
Sketch dreams and nightmares ignore
End all the lies that I abhor
Let down your hypnotic front
Please don't be sharp -- Be blunt
Honestly C
All I want is you...
to just be open with me
Measure me in C
Your words are so sharp
when you withhold subtlety
Speaking honestly.
to just be open with me
Measure me in C
Your words are so sharp
when you withhold subtlety
Speaking honestly.
Doorknob
I'm sorry, but just shut the fuck up
I hear the intro skipping again
As I ponder what went missing in my head
My mind is like a doorknob
That's been turned too tight...
I hear the intro skipping again
As I ponder what went missing in my head
My mind is like a doorknob
That's been turned too tight...
Dreams
Cutting your eyes out
is the hardest part
Of living the dreams
Breath for me
Expose to me
All of your seams
is the hardest part
Of living the dreams
Breath for me
Expose to me
All of your seams
The Cross Sounds Quite Painful
I don't need your pity
I know its a huge city
In a grave of roadside moss
or upon a blood stained cross
What befalls you in the end?
You're still dead...
I know its a huge city
In a grave of roadside moss
or upon a blood stained cross
What befalls you in the end?
You're still dead...
Zero
I'm a hero
You're a zero
Save your fake words
For the useless birds
Your head full of lies
Your heart full of sighs
If you said that you feel
then finally at your feet I would kneel
You're a zero
Save your fake words
For the useless birds
Your head full of lies
Your heart full of sighs
If you said that you feel
then finally at your feet I would kneel
No Perfect Rhyme
I'm sorry sir, but you need to pay
That is... in order to stay
like a sacrificial lamb
"...and that's what friends are for" Damn
What if I refuse to pay?
"Then just get out of the way"
You claim to be a synonym
but I only see an antonym
You like to abuse
I only use
That is... in order to stay
like a sacrificial lamb
"...and that's what friends are for" Damn
What if I refuse to pay?
"Then just get out of the way"
You claim to be a synonym
but I only see an antonym
You like to abuse
I only use
# Numbers #
One two
A Lotta red and a little blue
Three and four
How about red some more?
Five six
I'll pick up the bricks
Seven and eight
Laid from all the hate
Nine ten
See those men?
Eleven and twelve
The hearts I delve
Thirteen fourteen
The majority are mean
Fifteen and sixteen
Behind closed doors unseen
17 18
When I was a teen
19 and 20
There were how many?
21 22
Now I'm in search anew
23 and 24
For new ways to act like a whore
25 26
Its all a mix
27 and 28
In a race to mate
29 30
To get a little dirty
31
Now lets have some fun
A Lotta red and a little blue
Three and four
How about red some more?
Five six
I'll pick up the bricks
Seven and eight
Laid from all the hate
Nine ten
See those men?
Eleven and twelve
The hearts I delve
Thirteen fourteen
The majority are mean
Fifteen and sixteen
Behind closed doors unseen
17 18
When I was a teen
19 and 20
There were how many?
21 22
Now I'm in search anew
23 and 24
For new ways to act like a whore
25 26
Its all a mix
27 and 28
In a race to mate
29 30
To get a little dirty
31
Now lets have some fun
Simply the end
Piece by piece
My heart burns to ash
Piece by piece
Breath by breath
My lungs reach out to collapse
Breath by breath
In the end
We all end up dead
All fucked up in the head
Two steps behind or so its said
But I never even got out of bed
The end.
My heart burns to ash
Piece by piece
Breath by breath
My lungs reach out to collapse
Breath by breath
In the end
We all end up dead
All fucked up in the head
Two steps behind or so its said
But I never even got out of bed
The end.
Suicide
Puppet oh puppet
Do you wish to be a Muppet?
With more popularity
A name that everyone can see
Puppet, Mr. Puppet
You don't have to rhyme
As long as you have a knife
You'll be granted a new life
Do you wish to be a Muppet?
With more popularity
A name that everyone can see
Puppet, Mr. Puppet
You don't have to rhyme
As long as you have a knife
You'll be granted a new life
Dead
Dead, Dead
In your head
Dead, Dead
Did you hear what I said?
Dead, Dead
When you're entire life is spoon-fed
Dead, Dead
So when does it end?
In your head
Dead, Dead
Did you hear what I said?
Dead, Dead
When you're entire life is spoon-fed
Dead, Dead
So when does it end?
I Keep Running to Her
Shes got that dirty feeling
Maybe she can show me the ropes
Holding my heels over my head
forgetting the one word that she said
Maybe if I say I like the disaster
Maybe she'll beat me faster
Shes got a leather whip
So I'm running faster
Devils eyes are on the crows wings
Tear 'em off and see how he sings
Toes cold and head in a basket
Two more days I'll be in a casket
Maybe she can show me the ropes
Holding my heels over my head
forgetting the one word that she said
Maybe if I say I like the disaster
Maybe she'll beat me faster
Shes got a leather whip
So I'm running faster
Devils eyes are on the crows wings
Tear 'em off and see how he sings
Toes cold and head in a basket
Two more days I'll be in a casket
Hugs = Drugs
Want some drugs?
They are like free hugs.
It doesn't matter if you're fine.
Just how strong is your spine?
Your life will turn into a blurry haze.
Trapped in a endless maze
Soon you'll want to throw it all away
Because they both betray
until you begin craving the drugs...
until you crave the hugs.
They are like free hugs.
It doesn't matter if you're fine.
Just how strong is your spine?
Your life will turn into a blurry haze.
Trapped in a endless maze
Soon you'll want to throw it all away
Because they both betray
until you begin craving the drugs...
until you crave the hugs.
Roll the Track
Please just roll that track
And if its wrong, send it back
Least you heard the intro...
And if its wrong, send it back
Least you heard the intro...
The Devil Has A Gun
I'm the maddest guy you'll meet
I copied an image of the devil and a gun
But its all for show, reaching a new all time low
I'm really broken and self deceived
My image was just a scene
Now I'm glad you know, that its all for show
The devil must step on someones head
To acquire some stronger spirits
To get higher...by making himself a liar
I copied an image of the devil and a gun
But its all for show, reaching a new all time low
I'm really broken and self deceived
My image was just a scene
Now I'm glad you know, that its all for show
The devil must step on someones head
To acquire some stronger spirits
To get higher...by making himself a liar
Pain
My head is hollow
From all the pills I swallow
I need a better day
With some more yay
When I hit the ground
My head is spinning round
Do you know what I found?
It's more pain called rebound
Every time I scream why?!
I stab myself in the eye
If you need to kill the pain
Just do some cocaine
From all the pills I swallow
I need a better day
With some more yay
When I hit the ground
My head is spinning round
Do you know what I found?
It's more pain called rebound
Every time I scream why?!
I stab myself in the eye
If you need to kill the pain
Just do some cocaine
In the Spirit of Love
As time passes by
I breath a simple sigh
I look upon them saying my oh my
That was when I started to cry
I never lost and I never loved
More importantly I never loved
Oh what is this fantasy...love
Was lust Romeo's true love?
I smile and laugh as I wave good-bye
Off and away to get high
Overcoming the pain or so I could try
But sooner or later I would cry
As I watch these lovers love
I say: What is made of love?
The experience of being loved
Or only saying that you loved
When you move on -by and by-
You'll fill yourself with a lie
Saying that your special love will never die
Can you read my mind? In the end...all you'll do is cry
I breath a simple sigh
I look upon them saying my oh my
That was when I started to cry
I never lost and I never loved
More importantly I never loved
Oh what is this fantasy...love
Was lust Romeo's true love?
I smile and laugh as I wave good-bye
Off and away to get high
Overcoming the pain or so I could try
But sooner or later I would cry
As I watch these lovers love
I say: What is made of love?
The experience of being loved
Or only saying that you loved
When you move on -by and by-
You'll fill yourself with a lie
Saying that your special love will never die
Can you read my mind? In the end...all you'll do is cry
Too Fast and Too Slow
Devour life in haste
Leaves you with waste
Pass by too fast
You'll be stuck in the past
Move too slow
Just become a hoe
Trailing by like a slug
Leaves you to become a mug
Use a little moderation in life
Sadly, you still live in strife.
Leaves you with waste
Pass by too fast
You'll be stuck in the past
Move too slow
Just become a hoe
Trailing by like a slug
Leaves you to become a mug
Use a little moderation in life
Sadly, you still live in strife.
In Sum
Feeling numb?
Now you're dumb
Born in a grave
As a slave
You're only brave
In a cave
In sum
You're just a bum
Now you're dumb
Born in a grave
As a slave
You're only brave
In a cave
In sum
You're just a bum
A Letter of Love
Dear love of mine,
Please, if you love me show me a sign. My blood burns bright red. I long for you so much...without you, I'd rather be dead. I may grasp a knife, and grant myself a new life. The cosmos will stand still, when you watch my blood spill. Just know, on this note I will have bled... When I put a bullet in my head. So please... dear love of mine, force me to put down this nine...
To me just admit, so my heart can be lit. Cast a bright light through my hearts stitch. So that in your love I may be rich. My life will not be complete until... I can finally put down my quill.
I know...I know its quite sad. You must think I'm clearly mad. I beautifully play my lute, but all I get is the boot. I don't want for my feelings to remain unsaid. So it is here I tell you before I bite the lead. So just remember what will be said... That I put a bullet in my head. The cosmos will stand still, when my tears congeal in my blood spill.
So...dear love of mine, why can't you just show me a sign?
And if I must be a friend...
The end.
Please, if you love me show me a sign. My blood burns bright red. I long for you so much...without you, I'd rather be dead. I may grasp a knife, and grant myself a new life. The cosmos will stand still, when you watch my blood spill. Just know, on this note I will have bled... When I put a bullet in my head. So please... dear love of mine, force me to put down this nine...
To me just admit, so my heart can be lit. Cast a bright light through my hearts stitch. So that in your love I may be rich. My life will not be complete until... I can finally put down my quill.
I know...I know its quite sad. You must think I'm clearly mad. I beautifully play my lute, but all I get is the boot. I don't want for my feelings to remain unsaid. So it is here I tell you before I bite the lead. So just remember what will be said... That I put a bullet in my head. The cosmos will stand still, when my tears congeal in my blood spill.
So...dear love of mine, why can't you just show me a sign?
And if I must be a friend...
The end.
Stained Pages
You're a page master
I'm just an encyclopedia
How sad it is
Where's my stage?
I was locked in a room a long ago
An idiot opened it for you
Damn you wrote in some terribly bad things
the art of your rage
So take and make it eternal
a good copy of your image
Using permanent ink
on a coffee stained page
It's funny though...
I kinda feel like Wikipedia
I'm just an encyclopedia
How sad it is
Where's my stage?
I was locked in a room a long ago
An idiot opened it for you
Damn you wrote in some terribly bad things
the art of your rage
So take and make it eternal
a good copy of your image
Using permanent ink
on a coffee stained page
It's funny though...
I kinda feel like Wikipedia
Blank
Lithium is running my life
I enjoy my hot blood
I wanna be a plane
Just let me be insane
My face is oozing with despair
From all the stress
From how you undress
And even from nothing at all
I'm now a robot on stilts
Burning the wood to ash
Blackening my poor sight
With a bitter taste, noon and night
I'll blame you
For you possessed my heart
Beginning from the start
...as my kidneys begin to fail!!!
I enjoy my hot blood
I wanna be a plane
Just let me be insane
My face is oozing with despair
From all the stress
From how you undress
And even from nothing at all
I'm now a robot on stilts
Burning the wood to ash
Blackening my poor sight
With a bitter taste, noon and night
I'll blame you
For you possessed my heart
Beginning from the start
...as my kidneys begin to fail!!!
Dark Light
I say...
Not today
But tonight
I see the light
I must be nimble
I must be quick
To overshadow you all
Before I become old and sick
I crawl
I sprawl
With all my might
To catch a glimpse of said light
I take a chance
To fill this mold
If I fall...
The story won't be told
Can't you see?
What I can be?
Prepare now for a fight
I'll shed my blood for the light!
Not today
But tonight
I see the light
I must be nimble
I must be quick
To overshadow you all
Before I become old and sick
I crawl
I sprawl
With all my might
To catch a glimpse of said light
I take a chance
To fill this mold
If I fall...
The story won't be told
Can't you see?
What I can be?
Prepare now for a fight
I'll shed my blood for the light!
Beautiful Serpentine
You make me so hot
With your soul of turpentine
But that was last week, the last time
That I offered you praise
Should I try to catch your lies?
Your charm holds you high...but for how long?
What to do now that everyone knows?
When finally you found out yourself...
That your charm is like venom
And sadly we've all enjoyed your tongue
With your soul of turpentine
But that was last week, the last time
That I offered you praise
Should I try to catch your lies?
Your charm holds you high...but for how long?
What to do now that everyone knows?
When finally you found out yourself...
That your charm is like venom
And sadly we've all enjoyed your tongue
Frigid
I say hello
You say good bye
I wonder why...
So truth isn't as good as the lie?
Hey hello
So you ask the time of me
I say 3
Again you're cold as can be
Now you say hello
I say good bye
I'm safe for now so I sigh
But now I just want to die
You say good bye
I wonder why...
So truth isn't as good as the lie?
Hey hello
So you ask the time of me
I say 3
Again you're cold as can be
Now you say hello
I say good bye
I'm safe for now so I sigh
But now I just want to die
Floating in the Breeze
As tranquil as the breeze
Like the colors of the leaves
Drank an everlasting spring
So peaceful... I could sing
Here I am...making sound
Lift my thoughts...off the ground
As tranquil as the breeze
All the colors on the trees
Enough confidence to see
To live and simply be
Here I stand... with no doubt
The final time...close this bout
A boy blazed in red
He's growing wings in his head
Realizing that he could fly
Straight into the fall sky
Like the colors of the leaves
Drank an everlasting spring
So peaceful... I could sing
Here I am...making sound
Lift my thoughts...off the ground
As tranquil as the breeze
All the colors on the trees
Enough confidence to see
To live and simply be
Here I stand... with no doubt
The final time...close this bout
A boy blazed in red
He's growing wings in his head
Realizing that he could fly
Straight into the fall sky
Quicksand
Sink like quicksand... I choke
Sorrow the depth - breathing...destruction
Hammer the walls, crying and screaming
No one hears - I can't breath
My ears bleed from screaming
Even while I'm sleeping - my precious one
I pray... murder my nightmares
Bring forth salt and salve - oh prodigal son
You grasped a soul without its freedom
From the depths of the desolate dead
Just rape all the horrors
Clean the fears from my head
Sorrow the depth - breathing...destruction
Hammer the walls, crying and screaming
No one hears - I can't breath
My ears bleed from screaming
Even while I'm sleeping - my precious one
I pray... murder my nightmares
Bring forth salt and salve - oh prodigal son
You grasped a soul without its freedom
From the depths of the desolate dead
Just rape all the horrors
Clean the fears from my head
Blind
My eyes feel like crying
whatever it is, you'll never know
My being feels like dying
but here I am still living though
I heard that you've been lying
by saying that I ran in shame
Now I'm blinded
the only one who can't see
I'm blinded...but
You're useless as a crutch
I'm blinded, so
I never needed much
Sadly I'm blinded...
and I still need your touch
I have no sight
Sightless but reliving
I've been blinded
and I'm not forgiving...
whatever it is, you'll never know
My being feels like dying
but here I am still living though
I heard that you've been lying
by saying that I ran in shame
Now I'm blinded
the only one who can't see
I'm blinded...but
You're useless as a crutch
I'm blinded, so
I never needed much
Sadly I'm blinded...
and I still need your touch
I have no sight
Sightless but reliving
I've been blinded
and I'm not forgiving...
Superman
Systematic superman
Big blue eyes dressed up like peter pan.
Cinematic superman
He's gotta be fresh for his next big plan
Just fly away to greet another day
Least than your life won't be so shitty
Atomic ray, can't kill you today
So you stand and watch it burn the city
Mr. Megatomic superman
As you laugh we all cry out
Apocalyptic superman
Can we trust your word is devout?
Big blue eyes dressed up like peter pan.
Cinematic superman
He's gotta be fresh for his next big plan
Just fly away to greet another day
Least than your life won't be so shitty
Atomic ray, can't kill you today
So you stand and watch it burn the city
Mr. Megatomic superman
As you laugh we all cry out
Apocalyptic superman
Can we trust your word is devout?
Mask
I keep my mask in the attic
to keep your eyes blind
Carved up and lacquered in crimson
I await you trembling in the night
Can you stay behind?
Can you stay behind?
My eyes are possessed by the moon
What I reach for inside of you
I keep my mask in the attic
as to not frighten you away
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