He invites the storm He lives by instinct With fears that are not fears But prickles of ecstasy This code is cracked I don't expect whatever I spat out
tourniquet binds, tether reminds, clean but confined to eyes carceral time, brutal refined, distractions define turn on channel 3 returning to find, numbers
unhealing incisions, path that turns vicious, a recurring sequence or an unbroken line, it makes no difference to the one that's analyzed, it's all fate
Hey angel, consider your position Afraid to be consumed Savory Savory, your sympathy Hey angel, fly over and bless me See you feign surprise And I'm
triggers fast, distracting rhythm plays checks and balances, the easy life finish last on odds they'd never lay uneasy silences, the easy life some say
here's a game that self-destructs when it's properly set into motion saves you the effort, it breaks on it's own perspective is gone; you're watching
real time, is this real time or am i just top standby watching ceiling lines studying blank signs downtime, is this downtime but we're fixing nothing
you strained to find a lesson now just ignore it hold on to your heart but there's no use for it just go loose, choose not to choose staring at that window
Listen - There is no use in trying to explain Listen - Is it your fault she made those cuts again? To let out blood she thought it made her bad Or maybe
i've got this syllable sickness called the six-second blues no doubt quixotic talk has been subsumed send down one last time that last send down didn'
in precious little circles thoughts run races dead in the water, black and still drowning in downsize none finish first no stars get us out of this hold
Blue-eyed bloody lullaby Less a lesson than an alibi Shot from only one side Sanitize then canonize Annex and index Mirror too-perfect Histories I don
a finishing blow for a company man while sleeping tight passed hand to hand inbound until you're canned then hidebound fact slips like sand a finishing
i sunk my eyes in static you taught me how to see it now there's no sign of you at hand so i stop looking at it my head is splitting trying to read the
A minute, a second A half-life, a minus A segment, a blinder Elective detention It's secession time Paid for by cutting backwards It's election time
Said you were 10 feet tall, yeah and bulletproof 10 feet tall, yeah and bulletproof You can live that way But it's hard to move It's a little maze, little
Dusk is dawn is day Where did it go? I've been laughing Fast and slow Moving in a still frame Howling at the moon Morning found me laughing Up and down
Take me down to the desert sea I don't want to wait, I want to leech my memory Like bones by the desert sea Bleached until no one can read their history