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Appointment in Samarra

You have scars on your face From where he left you, Your blue eyes still aren’t dry, Your hands have run through Your blonde hair a thousand times. You say you’re going to Samarra Won’t be back tomorrow, You left a letter on the floor Breadwinners wont...

Good Time Rags And Requiems

Celebrate now your fathers died Child, you no longer have to hide. Demonstrate how your mother cried Child, all those tears she’d hide behind. The good time rags have all begun. Requiems have all been sung. But how I’ll miss you and I’ll Try to forget...

Good Women

Good Woman lie with losers everyday I'll take him to the killing fields, lay him down, nameless and deserving Because I swear I saw my child in her eyes And I swear I've seen his tears in boys' eyes So let the choir sing hallelujah As the flames rise higher I...

Let the Carousel Display You & I

Joanna, As I lie in your arms tonight, Let the carousel display you and I, As you close your eyes tonight. Let kaleidoscopic shapes that combine, Be your lullaby tonight. We’ll cry. Cry. But your eyes are dry tonight. Joanna, You can ligh...

Mutually Assured Destruction

From where I stand I see a blind man on a hill From where I stand I see the teacher in the valley From where I stand I see the blind man on a hill And he is standing very still The way it's planned They'll only let the fools survive The way it's plann...

Silhouettes of an English Rose

Silhouettes of an English Rose With Codeine breath Hidden by cigarette smoke, She has scars on her thighs But her eyes remain wide, To you and me, Till we’re up to our knees In the hurricane water We are hers to slaughter Kisses just like a woman But...

The Trail Remains Unseen

The hate that tears at my brain Remains unseen to you The self loathing and the pain I'm swinging at the end of my rope, If you only knew I am lost without a hope, There's nothing I can do Oh. I don't want to live this day It's getting harder every day, To fac...

Wreckheads And The Female Form

Kids in the shape of, Bayonets and Body Bags. For Kids with their crosshairs, On their own wide eyes. For you in the summer. For you in the summer. For you. For you. Daggers replaced the flowers For my valentine, I kissed you and whispered, There’...