Take a moment to remember,
Our coffee date in November,
The spark of a thought-lost ember,
In December, hold me tender.

Calligraphy note left neat on my chest,
Made me forget all about the rest,
I cannot believe that I'm not a pest,
Something of a strange little mess.

Don't forget we looked at the stars,
From inside of a cold foggy car,
Our toes so cold and so far,
I had to say that you got my heart.

Take a moment to remember,
Our coffee date in November,
The spark of a thought lost ember,
In December, hold me tender.

Calligraphy note, in my sketch book,
Every so often I'll take a look,
You're my love,
My dear,
The one who holds the hook.

And they're cunning in their ways,
They're not absent-minded plays,
Cause they'll get what they want,
Even if it means you've got to rot.

And what happens when the immortal is killed?
Where does the ghost stay when he's forgotten?
When does the tyranny fall at the hands of the innocent?
Why is everyone so angry at everybody?

Memories left to produce mold,
Power that a dictator will hold,
Jump to the creek and cry out, "please"
"Whoever will I be?"

And what happens when the immortal is killed?
Where does the ghost stay when he's forgotten?
When does the tyranny fall at the hands of the innocent?
Why is everyone so angry at everybody?

Show me where I began,
Now show me where I end,
I can't feel anything but the breathing,
It's rolling over my own shoulders,
Blades penetrate my ****** eyes.

Up down, round my stem,
Carve me up, carve me out,
In, out, scoop my guts,
Carve me up, carve me out.

I'm sitting on an abandoned fender,
Out on your front porch, I'm bending.
You're letting me see what it means to be,
All up inside all the misery that you feel inside,
Throw me away when my time comes nigh.

I hope that everything I know,
Will be turned into the snow,
To melt away into the gutter with my sorrow.

And if I'm able to face my soul,
Without wondering when I'll take a toll..

Tumbling down is skilled if anything,
So break my toes from the inside.

Everybody understands it except you,
Or maybe nobody really understands and you're just a lost soul like me.

Don't you dare call me cause you're just a *****,
Well, all I really do is doubt you.

Look for me,
In the speed,
Of the sunrise,
Photoscope roped,
Out my mind.

Well Champ,
You're a ****,
Don't pretend,
You're not sick.

Bought a flight,
To treat my oversight,
Fight because they're not right,
Outta here,
Definitely queer.

I'm so tired of all these ghouls at my door,
Trying to spin me around, my guts up in knots,
So then a week later I'll go to emergency care,
I don't wanna grow old,
But I don't wanna fear life anymore.

Delivery Driver is the game today,
I hope I'll keep it for tomorrow's sake,
Don't you wimp out on me dear ghouls,
Causr I'm sick of forcing you away.

I think its time I open my door,
Maybe let them in to talk it out,
And spare myself the grief of running out.

I don't wanna grow old,
But I dont wanna fear growing up anymore.