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Bartleby

The tea kettle called it arson But I assured him it was only treason It was only treason Bought with a passion and sold for less than a fortune These glass eyes only break if you catch them This all must end between the rocks and the sea This drink of k...

Behold, The White Whore

The speakeasy parlor was filled with many a fair lady, Fallen victim to another mind rape by their Christian fathers. It was never easy to show them I loved them, He said as He was removed from the booth. No one had the time to listen to Him, they don't ca...

Devils

Things can happen in an instant, and things can go unnoticed, and things can be blurted out without question I know I have no reason to feel the way that I do I know I have no reason to feel the way I do, way I do feel about you I told myself that I was...

Dramarama

Images burnt into my brain Sharper than knives This cat-scan fever consumes us all This lump in our throat grows bigger Sooner or later this cancer becomes you Hatred towards each other And a soiled friendship down the drain Years later the fear of st...

Eating Lightning Pt. I

Frozen, oh how I wish I was. This time tonight couldn't be any better. Freezing. oh, how uncertain I am. The places, the faces The places, the faces, where have I gone? I've become the concrete that my feet will never meet. I've become the concrete tha...

Eating Lightning Pt. II

One hundred and eighty days have passed since I've been here Trapped deep inside this white beast We are it's hands we are it's blood We are it's hands we are it's blood Cold streets are what we follow Lined with torn apart souls Dark hearts are being h...

Eleventh Century Folklore

Arched back and a couple of slit wrists How often can you tell me that I can't love you Just maybe I can Just maybe I can Somehow I'll break those arms And someday I'll break those arms Watching Jesus Christ Emerge in the form of a firearm I sit back...

It Made Them Sick

I'm a waste of human skin that a better brain could go in a living pile of shit who gets sick at the thought of it my heart is slowly sinking into a hell that won't heal with drinking keep killing them when they start healing I'm a bastard with no hea...

Scratch The Roman Numerals

I fell asleep on your gun again Last night it was warmer than before My eyes are burning For every sigh I hear I'll roll over so you can reach For the trigger Is it aimed at my head Are we making any progress Are we making any progress Why are we i...

Stolen Home

Hold on just a god damn minute This commercial is yet to be over I can't wait to try this knife out I seriously can't wait Yellow paint won't cover bloodstains And yellow paint won't cover these rumors Won't cover these rumors This blade Your neck A...

Trophy Wives

Shake, shake, shake Loose that single gleam of hope left in your chest Gone are the days of sunshine The days of sunshine, I promise Breath taking photographs Of dreams long forgotten Your ship has sank Wrong place, wrong time Squeal once more for pa...