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Birthday Cake

Well hello, my name is Captain Symmetry, and I would like to welcome you to my party. To the left, a door with 70 snakes in it, to the right, well... Please help me cut my baby's cut hand. This ship is armored with golden boys, girls and queens. Let the s...

Casino Confidence

Let your cold body move into the beat of this neon groove. Let the floors shiver and shake, let these walls reincarnate. There's nothing that you wouldn't do. Let your cold body move. Let your feet dance and move, into the beat of this disco groove....

Falling For December

In the autumn of our love we sighed, together for the first time we never could of asked for more. The heart fell between us begging for a ride in the fields under a star. Oh darling you were the only one I could ever see. From here on out holding my soul,...

Fashion Of Intercourse

Your fashions running out, your face is running dry. Into a pile of used makeovers up to the sky. Your fashions breaking down, your face is out of vogue. Your look is so discreet it never once has been sold. Oh, and I'll scream "Okay, Okay! you really...

Hearing In Black And White

De-rail the counselors of their self-pleasure to a bleak hot end. Hear screams of joy from the upward skies. Listen for clocks ticking lettered scales, wait for the scream of impudence, tell that to the one that you hold dear. Take me away, from this...

Imperfect Obsessions

This world has been execrated; my world of more than ours. We sing to open hearts; these hearts of falling stars. So dance with me. I promise I'll set you free of this pall. Have you ever kissed a pair of electric lips? Imperfect obsessions... 

Less Than Three

And from the office room my heart is breaking from within neon walls. And from the living room the heart it breaks, and drips, drops, falls. And for the orphan whose little black shoes leave tracks, teeth scars and ultra-violet skin. I watch this conversati...

Morgan

Do you remember what we once were in our youth? A pair of souls that had not ever once been used. Do you recall when we said life would never end? And now that time is gone, into you I descend. Do you miss me, miss me at all? Separated by rulers and by...

Multicolor: Kiss

This threatening white will open up grey. It paints a pretty stain. Into a new day. This defined blackness will color my face. Into a pretty color until its all gone. Hey, Hey, Hey I want you do define my kiss. Till the doors open, and my face will not recomme...

No One But The Bailiff

Empty these black minds, and and clear these glass lives, for once, and wait, go on your own, bleed if you'd please, go don't crack this life. 

Ode To Irene (empire Of Lust)

Are you ready for this revolution and if you are are you ready to open your eyes and realize all the facts that you know are wrong, taunt your eyes. Are you ready? 

Paper Mache Saliva Skin Game Misery

Defrayment, the sand was lead, and defy what you told me you once were. Define the drastic odds, the paper mache saliva skin game misery. 

Pink Eyes

I'd let the pink come all over me, Until I see all my eyes can see, and then you call me by my first name. And then you realize that you are ashamed of me, as you sing. Pink eyes don't let this ever die. 

Recycled Boy

I, I have been, and I am. I am now recycled. You, you had been, what I thought. Was it something beautiful? Fall, fall for me. As I did once for you on that clear night. Fake, just for once, just a kiss. Paint it on my lips. And I'll sing you a song. And I...

Sandpaper Backrub

Recall faces and enmities, re-paint yours with a nice new stain. Cover me like a virgin sea shell. Detest the one who makes you whole. 

Science Fiction Syringe

A cancerous spouse. Drop this house, watch the pink flamingo dance. Gagged and boiled. Under loves toil, dance together, breed some romance. Chairs, vacant walls mistaken for the blue hearts sewed cuts and tears. Faded blouses, painted mice, fake the...

Take This Knife And...

Give me a beat and I'll dance, dance for the old times, remember what was lost, and then remember, remember what you've lost. 

Theme Song To A Sixth Grade Graduation

The door opens into a new found face. The doctor shrugs saying, "It can be replaced." A woman sighs and asks for a quick reply. "You're moving on to a step where everything is an excuse." Maybe tonight symmetry will not be disguised. Fake the funeral...