homegrown and beautiful
wanderer through the night
her lack of sunlight
pedals become dull
creatures of disturbance
they want to eat
the beauty for their service
homegrown and beautiful
never seen the rain
beauty never knew
the wonders of drugs
creatures promised her fun
homegrown and wilting
beauty damaged
wonder the night

there is a river in everyone
some flow fast and some flow slowly
some are dry some are flooded
but no matter what it will leave a path
even though someone may lose their way
they have a river to remind them of where they lay

Fingers soft like honey
words that sing a tune
my baby doesn't love me
and neither do you too.
I'm bleeding shades of red
and my wrists are all black and blue
oh honey what'd you do to me
i've become oh so blue

math class smells like rot
but i never gave it a second thought
for i live with dead bodies in my brain
and i will never be the same

whats the point of my existence? why put a pebble in a stream full of fish

We don't talk much anymore
we'll watch as the clock hits the floor
as time is slowing
theres nothing showing
but a small clip of your life
and how you killed out of spite
try and fix it all
we'll watch as the world starts to fall