Crywank

In my notebook I find a line about insalubrious past times a word I've never said before in my life Can I define myself with words I fail to use? Surely there's more that I can convey if I choose to use the works I actually say Thoughtless people perf...

Waiting for someone to tolerate me. Hanging around because I can't leave this cat behind. In nine lives if I haven't found something to hold on to, why worry? Nobody I care for will be around. The only emotion that I can convey when I contemplate my life,...

You can call me a coward and you'd be correct oh my neck is safely off the line now I'm keeping my mouth shut until this is over Why bother speaking my mind? You can call me a liar and that would be true though I do disagree, I don't challenge you I am d...

Sometimes I'm the moralist Sometimes I'm the apologist Sometimes I just can't resist Egg on my face. Egg on my face Is this here what I believe Or how I want to be perceived My politics may seem naive because they're better than me and so I t...

The choice between attack or to apologize I find contrived white lies so no more anger will arise This harmony isn't mutual but maybe I am condescending allowing qualms that cause alarm to all remain unmentioned I try and calm you down I just coax you...

If they can make money from from violence Then there will always be war And if they can make money from disease Then they’ll never find a cure If they can profit from pain Then they will fuck with our brains At this point now I think only a god cou...

Like a flip flop feminists relationship with Barbie Hardly the unsung perfectionist, perhaps white supremacist or Is this over analysis of plastic? a fanatic franticly forge five thousand words on the relevance a d development of marketing to girls a...

Throwing caution to the CPU fan, I gave you the wardrobe you asked for. Wide eyed you mortified me, devistatingly perfect a beating of sorts. If I become nostalgia, you'll always love me more. It snowed today, triple layers and mittens, three inches on...

Eat Hors'dourves with my boy Frankie Make up genres with Louise Dream of jobs as music journos rewrite their new press release act like heroes of the scene you still booked Anti-nowhere league Old men write songs bashing queers they'll still get...

Baby wrote a song but baby brought no bread Baby needs drugs, baby got to be fed Baby cry now. baby stays in bed Baby don't talk back, soft baby head Baby self-absorbed, it's a guilt trip to know me. Baby thinks most think baby is a joke crybaby as the...

Just like the way your brain edits out the dark parts when you blink, I smoke all day to soften the hard parts of when I think. 

The blood, it will not dry Oh the blood it will not dry So instead we are trained to just roll our eyes This is not a call for guilt This is just a request for respect The blood may not be on our hands But we sleep in their beds Oh we sleep in t...

I get thrown out of bed to the statement that i stink. A reliable sentament. A testament to the way I think. I don't wanna leave the house. I don't wanna make new friends. I don't have ambition, just a means to an end. I don't want you to critisize m...

Indoctrinated into a tribe of the musically unkind, where the pretense of a scene can overrule a fragile mind until a boxticking system closes doors to outside. I mean you’ll look pretty cool but a part of you will die, and when I say you look cool I m...

The focus must be on the opposition of sides rather than the discontent that has us unified manufacturing consent manufacturing dissent a subculture will do me fine gift-wrap the enemies for us to fight 

Dwell on what's said So much that could be misread What's implied by the well-wisher who says it's all in your head? Am I a failure or am I presumptuous? We fail in response to assumptions. 

Bored Distract myself with what is given Corpse All my ideas stay unwritten I can try harder, I can better, I can do more but I know I won’t And I know apathy, and I know acceptance and a lack of motivation is what they want. I can have beliefs an...

Stacked up to my height Turn and see you cry Crumpled down to my size Broken by your father's vice Those years you don't remember I spent crumpling leather In the seat next to where you drive Where you gave your best advice Your favourite song line h...

Hand and knees Scrubbing dirt off the men's room floor The automatic urinal flush comes on And I get sprayed in the face New thoughtful ways to degrade Wheezing and eyes glazed I bunk off in a fog of human residue To write poetry about how much I hate...

My body is a temple built by followers who think their god is a joke A shrine to poor design Planned obsolescence as a punchline 

Well I’m well aware of what isn’t there Do you have a choice? Not yet found a voice to answer that with. Well if I could identify with anything it would be doubt Let’s give a name to my everything, let’s call it doubt Any other name I accept it will soo...

I slice myself up and put the pieces behind a desk, and try to start a conversation But soon enough what they choose to discuss is the blame of subjegation I wither and dither through my days To stutter and shake myself to sleep Procrastinate all maint...

Sometimes I'm scared that I'll offend half of my friends The other half consider me easily offended Don't even speak up as much as I'd like on things we consider wrong or right I dream of long unfiltered nights filled with babbling rambling babbling ramb...

I remember nineteen, saying this is the point where you stop. The journey the destination, not expanded epilogue. Vocal manifestos, come fingertip convictions. Introduce my future self, a living contradiction. Oh no... I'm falling down a hole Now I'm Ja...

The memories that bond us are not always found in fondness And sometimes when we reminisce, it's the nuisance that we miss So look at me now; I am a dullard Not much to say, not much to ask Much time has passed and I'm doing the same: Staying indoors, pl...

As hope seems to be fading my friends they turn to magic Hopeless is my life-force, I bask in all that is tragic no spell can save me now for I do not want to be saved I manifest my enemies, will I manifest an early grave? 

It's the public and permanent nature that I so often forget no thought before I express to share with more than I know the recesses of my head or the drama I tempt I know I act on impulse now and all I say then forms perceived identity in the terms of...

Enthusiastic beyond belief In a busy room you're all I see I fear this admiration will be the end of me blurring the lines between what I want and what I need Calm down, don't let her see how fast your heart is beating Calm down, control your breathing....

Ripened eyes, I'm fuelled by fear of being disliked question why? I should not care I know most of the time Harmony, I think it has been deceiving me. Question why I would want others to be please by me. I can stand up but baby bird beats Into my ch...

Like a cat who's not yet used to it's claws, I'll hurt anyone I try to adore. I may be stretched out over your floor, but I want to open your mind and not your jaw. Did I make it too easy to hurt me? Because you didn't seem to struggle at all. They say...

All my time spent chasing distractions Please don't leave me alone with my thoughts Desperate for human interactions deflect the pain of life the pain of loss I get wistful and tearful when I stop in my tracks I get angry and ashamed when I remember who...

My Dad told me each love will be different. My Dad told me each love will be good. But my Dad's never had a broken heart, because my Dad's got my Mum. I'm too scared to fall in love again, I'll just focus on my family, my art and my friends. I'm too sca...

Doing nothing to substitute self gratification. I climax with a sigh. Distance myself from all conversation. Where is my mind? I know it's annoying when my head drifts away, I convince myself I'm moronic, and I guess that might be true when nothing compa...

Floundering attempts at making some sort of sense Striving for significance - In a universe that will not give a shit The myth of Sisyphus Authenticity is important, but I'm not sure who I am anymore I'm at the point now where I'm also doubting who I was b...

Language is scary when overanalysed Every word that I say seems far too contrived. What are your intentions? I’m ashamed by mine. When I’m thinking too much I realise I’m unkind. Pretend that I’m nicer than I’ll ever be, I am selfish and deluded, enjoy m...

Out of fear of romantic excess I seperate passion From all conversation And in the rare moments you touch me I silently deal with the palpitations I entered this life With little expectations But soon became absorbed by ideas That I built above my sta...

Look away from reality as long as I can Now I pray for ignorance Keep decay on a backburner Force me bliss period Oh shitty me, pity us for the nothing that I have done What I have poorly maintained I am now too scared to face 

Haven’t you heard this one before? Some person being sad over three fucking chords. I can’t believe this it’s like I didn’t try, Repeating synonyms of sadness that have been used too many times. I’m a cliche, i’m a boring cliche I’m a cliche, I’m a stupi...

Oh, the way I cast a net Too many holes to swim through As to not offend the fish Even if they do want you Safer not to presume Safer still to up and leave the room Is even eye contact rude? You'll never know that I noticed you Too gutless to even try...

Don’t tell me I’m the one I wouldn’t want to be the one I wouldn’t want to know Yeah there’s context of course These are temporary thoughts I think one day they’ll go. Yes I know I love you but as time goes on I think we’ll both get hurt And we k...

I don’t want to be awake again, I spend my days with my head in my hands. If I go outside I’ll fall apart. I am mostly scared of passing time, the world it seems gets more unkind. Inevitable tragedy will soon be mine. I am looking for an easy place, to...

I plate it up then put it down I doubt that I will ever even eat this food The process it made me less hungry And soon I get distracted Distorted scale of importance I live, I live, but I do not survive so well Food and sleep are never prioritised...

Yes, I know, I think I am a joke, I know I am a joke, I am a joke somewhere But I don’t really care, well maybe I do care, but if they know that I care they will tell more jokes about me Yes, I know, I’m easily provoked, I try to play it placid but I just...

I ain't no delicacy Escargot get away from me And I ain't no household pet And I'm not a garden pest I'm just a snail S-N-A-I-L I'm just a snail S-N-A-I-L Don't touch my eyes I hate that shit Don't leave out garden pellets And in return I'll leave...

I feel like a leech to everyone around me unsure and false promises I make. I invade your existence with my dependence and leave you guilt tripped until you take care of me, for If not I will surely die. I don’t feed or clean myself and I am always high,...

I can adapt I am adept I will not believe this evil in my head Time is all I have and time is healing Remember that this is a transcient feeling This will not be the end of me I've faced worse and survived. sometimes it's nice to be alive Some...

She said that all I’ll ever be is a creep, little creepy. A consequence of being unkempt, trippin’ and unhappy. Michael said that we should be ashamed for not molding them into better people. I propose you accept the notion that sometimes people can’t help...

When we first met we always wanted to have sex, and now we just watch DVD boxsets, wasting time together so we’re not alone. When I say I love you I really mean don’t leave me, as long as you stay I don’t care if you believe me. Lets deal with this compa...

Destined to stay awake too long to contemplate where I've gone wrong I try to formulate a song to make some good out of bad The words I write they seem contrived, ashamed to share my cheesy lines I scrunch the scrap a waste of time, a waste of thoughts in m...

Everyone I love is going to die,  and I will die as well.  I think about this before I sleep,  and have since I was a child.  In my life will I make a difference?  In my death will I be missed?  Will I be granted some sort of an afterlife,  or will I ju...

Oh man, am I bleeding from my nose again? I swear this happens every month, Mum and Dad they hooked me up Oh man is this thing rubber, or plastic? Or maybe a dead guys! Is that why it doesn’t grow? Oh mum I know you only wanted boys Can I feel it thro...

No one to wonder when I'll be home  One more night stoned alone  Ever-increasing notches on my belt  I want to feel more than just sorry for myself  I still feel stupid when I cry.  I need to try...  to find a way to fix my head  and not be so damn se...

My concept of happiness is completely based on fiction, accustomed to disappointment from the human condition. I’ve been fed exaggerated emotions and I’ve taken them as wisdom. Romance has torn me a new one, and now I’m sad. Try and fish for some complime...

One more night alone in my room  Listening to music I think makes me cool.  It's not cool being lonely, not cool being cold. Not cool being someone you wouldn't want to know.  Now my room stinks like shit,  I've been in here too long.  Dwelling on lines...

Hive mind is scary I feel vulnerable and stupid  Waiting for a new embaressment to go and tear right through me  A dependent fruitless animal, watch me brimming with shame.  And this confidence I fake only makes matters worse.  I am not a stallion, I a...

I will often hold the doubt that I'm the bad one accused of playing a victim of your love I can call this home but it isn't where my heart is Do I paint you as a demon out of shit and blood? You know I am trying hard, you act like this is effortless....

My brain, would never let me forget you. it's not like you're lingering, it's more like your haunting. If there was lacuna I wonder if I would delete you, just because I know you wouldn't need to. At times it feels like I'm, pushed against the wall a...

Feeling like a bird in a cage "Who's a pretty boy? Who's a Pretty Boy?" Left with only myself to reflect on Myself to enjoy Myself to destroy Ask the mirror to stop reflecting back but I am a bird I can not speak, can only repeat "Who's a prett...

Thought cycle gusty a mind filled with hot air. Must I care for nothing more than myself? Do I dare admit the fraught thoughts cavorting? Resorting in inner-directed mourning for the part of me that was selfless but left without a warning. Well that’...

Well I'm your roll on deodorant honey put me under your arm I'm not stingy like a jellyfish so I won't do you no harm Well I'm your roll on deodorant baby I'm specialist goo you can buy me from a superstore and roll me all over you Well I'm your ro...

Your partner is a lawn gnome Who lives online, and I know I'm quite inclined to stay home Call the outside an arsehole You barter well but polychrome light shines on my face The outdoors is grey You'll find I'm resigned, a shameful display "Hey Kid, get...

This makes me feel like a weak man who thinks that he is strong.  Must I play the chauvanist to be the man you want?  Sweaty fingers push down on your throat, you say you like it rough,  but it's hard to think I do this out of love.  And from my own subm...

Many moons of moping over changes I won't make My motor mouth runs from fear of making more mistakes Implicate myself through false guilt and voice breaks Jilted speech, inspecting feet, waiting for an answer you are but me sway silently staring into space...

I did not know what it would do I hid a lizard inside your room I came in at night and I snuck it in your sock draw It had buggy little eyes and funny little claws When I woke up in the morning I heard a big scream Did you find the lizard or was it a...

Dan was singing about 10,000 crustations And Meis was crying and we did not know why How we hope she is alright, we passed a cross in the dark It was lit up, and so where the pavements The parts in the darkness, which are chosen to remain illuminated....

Could you be the one who drives me to be better? Helps me realize my dream of being a sophisticated begger. I'm going to get older faster than I think. I'l need an arm to link with when I limp. If I go my way, I'll have lonely days, and only one they say...

Waking panic soon drifts out, I inhale the teapots Spout My shit impending doom, impending blaze dazed and con- Fused Into my seat retreat, from fears and procrastinate Bubbling up inside, find a way to calm my Mind Is set on dark, roll and blaze, make...

She shakes my hand and I die a little inside. I'm not ready for this, no, not this time. She's my lucky charm, but I'm a stranger again. I'm making new enemies and losing old friends. If I thought that this could get any better I would've waited, I would've w...

I was born to be mothered, in that sense nothing has changed. I know wail when I'm troubled. I don't grow up I just parody myself. I used to hear your voice everyday, so now when I hear you it freaks me the fuck out. Otherwise I'd forget it, so when you...

I'm just jealous I'm just mad but can you really queer Kerrang!? I'm sure I'd say different if I was fan but I'm not. Don't want to be bitter I want to be better But that word I seem to repeat forever Do I want to be nice or do I want to be clever?...

Google have been tracing my footsteps, mining my movement for data they own my wealth of information I let them I ticked a box so now I'm a Guy Fawkes mask on a soapbox feeling highly unorthodox But see I see centrifugal politics , OC says he's a centris...

Oh taboo, how I both love and hate you How some days I only want to break you But what is broken seems a mess at least to be The one who breaks the silence, to face alone the violence whilst I sit and watch in safe and silent agreement Oh convention, h...

It's as if I believe the more that I squeeze this pillow between my thighs The more likely the chance, I'll find romance if it somehow becomes alive I share my bed with a bad brain spilt ash and cum stains almost every night Find me a drug to replace the lo...

I woke up this morning wanting to cry and when I called her I realised why. Although she was honest, she spoke with a cold tongue. I broke down in the courtyard when it came to light she broke every promise in the space of one night. She made me hate this city...

Orange binge come carriages sky high ask why! No whinge. Carriage kite fly by. Can't bite? try! lozenge and quince. Jelly hair wash with my head in the sink lemon on my toe, aloe vera in my drink raspy berry lisps heavy wispy hair forget me dance...

Who am I? Do my genetics decide? Am I a predetermined piece of shit, or is that just what transpired? Well I'm bolstered by the transience of identity. Don't tell me who I am. I am nothing and so are you, and that's good it's like when I speak of I, I...

How much wood could I chuck if I gave a flying fuck about chucking bits of wood? I wonder if I would, or would I just do the same and say it's what I do when I don't do it everyday? Just take the process as my name and now I feel ashamed When I say it's...

Theres a likely chance that if you’re a girl I’ve met I’ve imagined a life with you. I know that probably sounds obsessive but that’s just what I do. I’m desperate like a praying atheist, I need love I need affection and I hate myself for this. Get over yo...

You Won't Meet A Girl Sat In Your Room Listening To Music (But Some Songs Can Still Give You Butterflies) It's just another fucking song that rhymes the WORDS 'miss' and 'kiss'. I know it's easy, but I can't help but relate to this. I don't even apply thes...

You make me feel like what I do is important The pressure of a compliment I am humbled and bemused Ill fitting in these shoes You choose what you choose. Let's all take a step back now and focus on the luck that comes with praise a turn of phrase that...

Get me a pot to piss in, then get me a pen to write about it. Tear me a mouth to feed on the side of my leg. Please let me pretend I'm not embaressed of myself. Hold me up against the light, look through me like tracing paper and tell me everything will be...