Desperate, deranged Talking in my sleep again Eyes twitch, retain A sentimental something Looked torn And we burned and burned I was a cinder body soul
anger thought so no thought touched inside crazy (disembodied gutteral noise need not make sense)
injured plea crushed destiny deep down trauma hounds run to corrode integrity whatever matters and it would they fail to see they make believe reality
dig it dig it
oil remove shred and tear radiation vapor it's the fear so unclear man in motion going nowhere in our homes stuck in the face spread the word to the populace
forlorn lists in true contempt to destruct and dripping red is it time to come clean wash away everything hold the frame, still life focus, ones intent
those fortunate risk fate to alleviate a fear from within clawing to trust someone monogamy sits uneasily ice that don't heat freeze howl hollow howl
I am not living here, I have got much left to fear In the place of safety I am fortunate to be alive With all these distinguished things around me, I
give it up today average levitation mojo no magic dedicated delusion give it all away oh yeah mother theresa all of it for the good of everyone never
Attached in awe, what an abashed hate filled culture of viruses, born raised and infected with violent thought, to set it off defend the wrong incite
in the rain collapse cross out which way we'll go the ever last while the wind attacks the past truth and times so shallow develop an attitude more time
dark this heavy past tension over talking ever creepy creep me out quiet soft pitch scratchy throat sore bubble crass the eye balls of token alibis say
torment a stench one side inside no doubt lost count brutalize the half red eyes decide which side whose side you're in the middle of the fire a scythe
Is this pure reality? Could we be led to believe? Lemmings up against a sea Drowning in speculation Even told when waters older More polluted never Drink
Just looking for something is what to say keep looking At nothing to go away, you take my picture a portrait Prize behind my image, your father's eyes
Are we alone? Mission complete To the unknown This is a story This is so sorry [Hard as a stone] Sunk in to deep Run out of air Lung full of
After many hours ?higher? --nated fixture Whatever bells toll Curls up inside Curls up inside Curls up inside After closing nightfall
No more escaping Overcast Go past No money Tragic derelict cornered watches over No money Down the street junkie sits holds a gun ??? waiting