Loma Prieta piosenki

Likenesses hidden ‘til night just a convention displayed like a shield’s crest. chaperone why do we worry about what’s real? i’m imagined an apparition. this cracked reflection’s clear. 

California's last city California doesn't mean shit sorcery shit just like tenuous closed circuit armor a dirtcloud distrust sad armor chain link fence the closed circuit fallen hairs form into circles do right in this closed circuit it's everywh...

I thought i was a ghost as it turns out all this time i was a cloud i thought i was a ghost a form floating air im freezing im a cloud the one thing you cant hold that still casts a shadow 

Childrens letters to god obviously went unanswered kidnapped kids dont come home alive my friend vanished when we were 12. i miss her its with me everyday ill always be a child who cant sign the pardon its with me everyday i promise to stay close to the memory...

Letting them enter shot a lot of holes in your story "break ins get murdered"... "we did nothing wrong" we gave up I looked for our bridge again today it was in our home now it's gone I looked past your arms confident security was gone... and now the...

My old friend in crisis sleepwalks through windows be your own anchor your own home celebrity is beign as asshole I imagine that I'm my own ancestor I'm quitting art hard up for expression it's no problem to entertain these motherfuckers I'll find...

It’s real depressing. My closeness is deceiving me. i don’t need you i don’t want you. this cheap deception can cut you in two, corrupt and shatter. the distance is tangible. Absolute thirst. ache and longing are twice as real when you’re fucked like i’m fuck...

White flag abandon. insubordinate elderly. Sheer violence. Detonate and x it out. the push is in and pull is out. Indecision is being at my best. 

We wouldn't sleep tight with blankets pulled up over our heads why do we lay for hours trying to kill the fire worrying about how to pay the rent while our skin becomes transparent I can't I got cap locks David says "I've given up on you" I've got...

Deliver ghosts to the crowd the distant and sequestered emerge again immorality a small trace in half light a dull relic locked grooces emerge again. I materialize. A satire... 

Together together or seperate the gate is open if us here in the clouds its not better here than on the ground where the birds are just giant bugs your mouth is full of spit but has no words. im dying to see you. 

Last city late containment a city dying hold the cold heart of security absolute truth: a glass city all roads bypass home a sick curiosity about a lost city a ghost town losing ground tell the walls a long lost song's words losing ground always ba...

The harm center knows what you’re thinking: black coal and ice. along with your metered thoughts you're a hollow waste of life. “take me to the river and show me the peace that i should have known” just as well all in all altruistic liars put you to sleep. soc...

I cause disease I cost us the war I keep shooting at the sun Forgetting What goes up must come down Divided by zero Is mutually assured I lost my ease I'm skittish I'm behind glass Try to turn it off like it's a water main But you have to cross thi...

Fuck these self perpetuating shit storms. bullshit world view manifestos. "conventionality is not morality. self-righteousness is not my religion." no more guilty by association. 

I can’t see straight. i only know what i want to believe. now nothing compares to my memories. i’m just trying to get to the bottom of plastic bottles. i want to know what it’s like inside. life at the bottom. 

Our hope vanishes. It’s our condition. Let go. we can’t stop grieving, can’t help being at a loss. We should mourn but can’t hold it together. just to consume and stamp it out. 

Capture a likeness it captures you reproductive its nothing thats secure or stable its just fear anything new was created to be destroyed life begins and ends formless and stays that way. life begins and ends in a windowless room and will carry on against all...

Sean: Oh, what a fucked up dream crotchless diamond ice skate suits mirrored skateboards D Chao has himself in a scissor hold Val's drum set has gone from figurative to literal cage I'm shrouded in booze let's assume that this isn't a ruse that it's s...

Resent the sentiment, save it up to suffer. hold irony in esteem. remain alone forever so we can cease infecting close to art. i never knew that the bottom was a circle. Despondent bitterness is the end to both sides of need. not of the circle of being. i don...