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Good To The Last Drop

You made a list today of all the things I could never be and you said "Try living with this, its all yours, its all yours." Please don't make this harder than it already has to be, Let's just turn our backs on ourselves and the things that we've made. And no,...

Lighthouses

The ties that bind can gag and I'm bound by boundless insignificance. Set yourself on fire if you can't feel this burn. Did you run out of ink so soon? Let my roots be my guide - and my heart as my eyes. This light will lead you home. There's not enough a...

Paper Airplanes

Where do we go from failure? There's no way but up from here. Your morals can't help me now. This time, there's no room for dissonance. Why do we ask what we already know? - Just to hear when something is real. (The question:) What if things change when and wh...

Pins And Needles

Picture a parade of mannequins: ivory white. Straight black ties to harden crooked spines: single file. Holes for eyes as useless as 2000 yrs of evolution. We have no ears. We have no eyes (to see what's in front of us.) It's a new plateau of cost-efficient li...

Running Man

I've built walls around me. I've surrounded myself with everything that's gotten me here. But I'm tired of apologizing, and I'm tired of running from the things that I can't hide from. It's hard to believe in yourself, And it's hard to believe anything But I'v...

Shaolin Casanova

Fuck you. I want to know how it feels that I'm the best you could ever have, So tell me when you lose your nerve. So what'd you go looking for and why? How long did it take before you stopped? Don't worry. It suits you just fine. You would think after a...

Two Bullets And A Gun

I guess I never told you: I was never one to go backwards, and your words are just words. I'm afraid to die in Staten Island, I can't lie to you. But I'll never say I'm sorry for knowing when I've been true. So say it like you mean it so I can forget that love...

William Shatner's Powergun

Now you can feel free to hate me for this. Your type of beauty is born to fade, one of lust and of shame. My empathy has breeded in my contempt, but this pain will be lived through with all my temperence. For this revelation and the fall to match it, what's...