When the sky loses its sun,
And my days turn hollow,
Alongside my makeshift body,
I make my own, create my sun.

In the form of the menial,
The unwanted forms of joy,
Have to become my Earth,
As a morphed moon tugs the tides.

I’ve learned that cycles,
Must be met with a fire,
A yearning for survival,
That no one can see.

In the form of the menial,
The unwanted forms of joy,
Have to become my Earth,
As a morphed moon tugs the tides.

I am my own best enemy,
And they say you’d best keep them close.

The problem always becomes,
When I’m so completely blinded,
Lost within the impenetrable dark and,
Lead by the crescent moon into,
An utterly devastating state,
It’s only then that I will ask,
“Oh god, what have I become?”

“What have I become?”

In the form of the menial,
The unwanted forms of joy,
Have to become my Earth,
As a morphing moon tugs the tides.

Manufactured my own shell,
To defend against any provocation,
Not seeing past the ceramic station,
You'll ask why but I'll never tell.

I don't wanna fall back,
Fall back, fall back on them,
I'm the draw back for them,
Draw back, draw back my friends,
I don't wanna fall back,
Fall back, fall back on them,
I know that I'm the draw back,
The draw back, draw back for my friends.

Single out every defense I create,
Wait until I go completely insane,
No matter which name you claim,
I'll never fall out of my figure eight.

I don't wanna fall back,
Fall back, fall back on them,
I'm the draw back for them,
Draw back, draw back my friends,
I don't wanna fall back,
Fall back, fall back on them,
I know that I'm the draw back,
The draw back, draw back for my friends.

Change is always so strange,
I can't tell if its interior I rearrange,
Or if my brain is mistaking change,
For the shame and the blame I take,
To transform into art for my own sake.

I don't wanna fall back,
Fall back, fall back on them,
I'm the draw back for them,
Draw back, draw back my friends,
I don't wanna fall back,
Fall back, fall back on them,
I know that Im the draw back,
The draw back, draw back for my friends.

I don't wanna fall back,
Fall back, fall back on them,
I'm the draw back for them,
Draw back, draw back my friends,
I don't wanna fall back,
Fall back, fall back on them,
I know that I'm the draw back,
The draw back, draw back for my friends.

All of these pages wasted,
Cause I'm sitting on the next, faded,
Writing about how I'm so jaded,
Would it be a crime if I made it?

I can be bad,
I can be worse,
I can be cursed by God himself,
But I'm not that special,
I'm not that interesting.

I'm tidying up this time,
Wrapping a complex line,
Failing to see the crime,
Cause there wasn't one, it's fine.

I can be bad,
I can be worse,
I can be cursed by God himself,
But I'm not that special,
I'm not that interesting.

Something starts to surface,
Coming up from the mantle,
Praying for our own demise,
I suppose it's best to sever our ties.

I know I'm a bit of a let down,
A fading creature losing it's royal crown,
And it's happening so fast I'll drown,
Gone and drowned by now.

All of these pages wasted,
Cause I'm sitting on the next, faded,
Writing about how I'm so jaded,
Would it be a crime if I made it?

I can be bad,
I can be worse,
I'll get cursed,
By God himself,
But I'm not that special,
I'm not that interesting.

Take it easy on yourself.

I'm tidying up this time,
Wrapping it up in a complex line,
Failing to see the internal crime,
Cause there wasn't one, it's fine.

I can be bad,
I can be worse,
I'll get cursed,
By God himself,
But I'm not that special,
I'm not that interesting.

Take it easy on yourself.

Let’s find a place to park
Just after dark,
And into the night,
We’ll describe our plight.
These streetlights pass me by,
But the time tells us hope is high.

What’s quieter than the breathing,
Is it the graveyard’s heart beating,
Is it the headlights on the pavement,
Or the promises that are spelled ‘patient’?

I can't shake this hunger,
I just wanna be younger,
Instead I'm torn asunder,
Unhappy in the summer.

Have at thee,
I won't plea,
That's on me,
Please, oh please,
Leave me be.

The left-over warmth from the burning fire,
Embers settle into the charred earth,
In the tender decay of the dying hearth,
They say that I'll soon begin to tire,
But I tell 'em that I'm just getting started.

Until I need to crumble,
I'll stay in your prefrontal,
Until I get into trouble,
I'll let the thunder rumble.

I've been baited into waiting with a bated breath,
Lulled into a fate that's worse than just death,
It calls me on the phone says, "you're so inept."
Culls my fascinations till all my blood is wept.

All of my teeth are rotting and falling out my mouth,
The blood trails on down the corner of my smile,
There's a trickle of a burn rolling down my throat,
Could it be that I flayed and chiseled my enamel,
Away?

A prophecy states I'm doomed,
I've read it and it's dreaded end,
As the truth loomed overhead,
I found solace in eating the dead.

My fingernails are all bitten down,
Down to the bed that I laid into the ground,
I'm friends with the bandages that curl around,
I don't care what I've done so just keep me bound.

We’re destined to be digested,
By a beast,
It haunts our neighborhoods,
And talks through our tv screens.

Well we’ll never run fast enough,
We’ll never see the day where it’s fast asleep,
It’ll **** your hopes and dreams to feed on the misery,
It’ll **** your family no matter how you plead.

Closing in,
On the chase,
You better choose,
To Consummate,
Or Congregate,
Oh **** this place!

We’re destined to be digested,
By a beast,
It haunts our neighborhoods,
And talks through our tv screens.

Well we’ll fight till the blood spills,
We’ll find a way to cut its throat,
We’ll fight our way through the beast’s guts,
We’ll find our way back into home.

Well, here we go again.
The nights come to an end,
My eyes haven't closed,
Not a single wink of sleep,
For me.

A madman playing games,
With his own fragile mind,
Do you think he cares?
Well, I know he doesn't!
So, you shouldn't care either.

The moon plays with his nightlife,
The sun just loves to pry,
Like a couple hounds that'd tear him up,
It's looking rather dire.

Sure, you could yell and cry,
That he's hurting his own head,
Well, ****, he knows, so just go,
He'll blow you off and kiss your mom,
Then go **** your dad,
What?

Delerium begins to set in,
I think it was always there,
It's easier to hide otherwise,
So excuse him while he tries.

Do you have a problem with my love,
A little drop honey with a side of crush,
I'm the better boy but there's no need to rush,
We can take it slow and I'll keep it hush.

You hunt for sport,
I hunt for more,
You skin the poor,
I skin the court!

I know you won't mind if I eat your eyes,
Take you by the belt then hang you by your tie,
You're a clever guy but you really like to lie,
Tell me your safeword, scream it 'till you die!

You hunt for sport,
I hunt for more,
You skin the poor,
I skin the court!

Craft your words so they’re divine,
Pull the wool over their eyes,
Call into the dark and find,
The world has left you behind

Afraid of what they’d all think,
Cause you’re closing in on the brink,
Afraid to call yourself the missing link,
As you empty out into a sink.

So unimpressed but incessant,
Never wrong so you just rant,
On and on about the incant,
A hypocrite who hates to recant.

What's the end like?
Does it hold me in a tender embrace,
Or does it break my bones with haste?
Do I fall into a dark abyss in peace,
Or does it cresend into a scene of rigorous hate.

I don't think I care.

There's a fable that's unstable,
Lay the pages on the table,
You will see the peeling label,
The Bible’s righteous playbill.

And then the earth told me she loved me,
So I rested my remains within her,
For eternity to be in her peaceful company,
Holding her hand in perfect harmony.

I wanna go somewhere,
Where nobody knows my name,
Where my socks aren’t the same,
And my eyes won’t scan the ***** floor.

If you wonder if I’ll ever change,
Then you better settle down,
There’s a chair and a cup of champagne,
It’s a lifetime you’ll wait just to frown.

I wanna go somewhere,
Where nobody knows my name,
Where my socks aren’t the same,
And my eyes won’t scan the ***** floor.

My track record will never be linear,
For the bones my skin rests upon,
Beg and scream at me so it’s all that I hear,
Maybe if I play harder it won’t feel so wrong.


Im not your boy,
Im not your girl,
Im not your friend,
Im not your toy,
I understand,
That you hate my guts.

My head is ******* too loose,
It’s becoming easier to lose,
I’ve been getting more bruised,
The more I dig around for clues.

I thought there was something awry,
So I took a look inside,
Found that I was right,
A sleeping beast, what a sight.

What do they make of me?
Am I a mistake or a prodigy?
It's really not too hard to see,
I’m just a liability.

Pulling at my skin,
Pulling out the pin,
Loving my sin,
Loving to win.

We're so lovable,
Yet so fuckable,
Think we’re functional?
No, just dysfunctional.

Put it in reverse,
Wait here comes the hearse!

Quickly now,
Bring it down,
Not a sound,
Hearts pound,
They surround.

Wipe the sweat off your left cheek,
It's been quite a while so you reek,
Open your tired eyes and peek,
Don't you forget to blink.

What do you think?
Maybe, “I’m a freak.”
Or perhaps, “pathetically meek.”
You’ll ruin your own week.

I don’t crave all-American stability,
It depends on our bodies usability,
To keep the systems invincibility,
For the rich to retain their nobility.

This conjecture comes sweet like vengeance,
Absolute to the words of the page,
Remark about the stage of grief we never leave,
Visceral emotions call to the passionate.

Hindered under the scorching sun,
Demand our heads to be ******,
Partial to the call of the political crisis,
Harrowing circumstances leave no room.

Line up, babes,
We’re all cardboard cutouts,
Against the merciless manifest destiny,
We’re all worth killing, babes.

A counter defense that’s labeled repent,
It’s backwards I bent to see what you meant
Yet I resent the sentence you sent,
The message is *******, It left a big dent,
It’s all of this rage, it’s all been pent,
Inside of my bedroom, I’ll pay your rent,
Take one more step and see the dread hidden inside of the ceiling vent.

Make your 3 wishes last,
If you’re not looking,
****, they go fast,
It’s worth the wait if you see the reckoning.

Cacophonies,
Caterwauling,
A somber symphony,
Coming from the concrete,
Underneath, below the street.

Sing me a song,
It's been there too long,
I've been way too strong,
I just wanna get along.

Let's take this operation and send it south,
Where all the hopeless children go to rot,
Im a carcass with a soul,
An angel with no God.

You better stay inside,
Watch the sun come hither,
To destroy our purgatory,
Well, I say bring it on,
Show them I'm not afraid to die.

Let's take this operation and send it south,
Where all the sinner children go to scream,
I'm a coffin without a tomb,
A demon with leftover love.

When you don't know,
Which way's home,
Look to the sky,
I'll send you the bird,
With mischievous glee.