In the crosshairs,
In the middle,
Burn their shares,
Bones so brittle.

A dog to the state,
It's you that I hate,
You clean your plate,
Deciding our fate.

Polarize the masses,
Camps in Oklahoma
Lower elites' taxes,
Ignoring meaty aroma.

A dog to the state,
It's you I hate,
You clean your plate,
Deciding our fate.

All that's unfolded,
You've been promoted,
They don't understand,
The tyranny you have planned,
Kissing **** boot,
Baby, it's a reboot,
Soon to be ****** suit,
Will be looking oh-so-cute.

I heard it begin ticking,
Counting down, a time bomb,
One I knew would tear us apart,
Might have been too much too soon,
But maybe I got caught off guard,
Couldn't manage to breathe enough.

Dinner suspended over the chasm,
A final farewell to all I loved,
Can't find the way to vocalize,
Can't handle how deep you might go.

I tested my strength, found a weak link,
I'm the problem and I must say sorry,
There's more out there, better than me,
Deflect, turn down, as softly as I could.

Dinner churning over the darkest night,
A final goodbye, sadness in my eyes,
Can't find if you saw my wound cauterize,
Can't handle how deep you could've gone.

The bomb ticked down,
5, 4, 3, 2, 1,
There it had blown,
Fear that they'd find,
Find out who I believe I am,
Am I who I say I am?
Am I who I say I am?

I hope everyone's expectations of me,
Are thrown right back in their face.
I hope I never find someone to love,
And everyone learns to fear me.
Cause I'm fear-ridden myself,
So why should I deserve love?

There's this bomb fragment,
Left overs in my stomach,
From the last time that I nearly died,
And the feeling that overcame me,
I don't want to feel again,
But I truly believe I will.

I better be dead before I'm fifty,
So I don't have to see the end,
I better see God and flip him off,
Then go on to haunt my loved ones,
Cause then they'll think I care,
When really I just want to scare them.

The rust spreads every day,
I'm dying at just the thought,
That maybe I'll spend my money,
On something completely useless,
Or maybe I'll drive into a ditch,
While completely blackout drunk,
Maybe then I'll regain my senses,
And find company with someone's gods.

I'm not going back to the time,
When I slept over at Motel 6,
I won't dare to dream of riches,
Cause then I'll lose my humanity,
I'm not going back to the time,
Where I passed out on the family couch,
Thinking that was the last time,
I'd ever see my mom's face,
I'm not going back to the time,
Where my step-daddy hit me,
Over and over again,
I can't stop this endless churning,
Of grief and mindless decay,
So pray that I make it,
Another painful day.

There's something peeking through my window,
On the third floor of the building,
I can feel it's breath against the window,
I begin to feel the fear,
Rise up into my throat.
Quickly I disintegrate into the tiny grains of sand,
that litter my dark bedroom floor,
My frame is shrinking and I’m sinking,
Oh so patiently,
Into the billions of grains of sand,
I find something stuck inside the grains,
There's a bottle in the sand and it's sealed beyond opening,
When I try to pop the cap it laps through time and I'm back on the floor inside on my bathroom floor,
The blood won't stop when I plead it to,
Miles of bottles and I keep picking the wrong one,
My eyes play tricks on me to make believe that I can see the end of the earth,
My hopes arise but the cap screws itself back on.
And I'm gone.

How the words bubbled up behind your eyes,
A mirage of love and hate in between it all,
Driven backwards by a lack of comprehension,
And a translator that can’t form the sentences.

Pardon my inability,
I’ve hardly any visibility,
Least I can show my gratitude,
All these breathless platitudes.

Hazy against the pale cynical backdrop,
I wish you could see exactly how I’m wired,
Tired and fired up from the inevitable failure,
Formulate the pencil marks into grey cohesion.

Pardon my inability,
I’ve hardly and visibility,
Least I can show my gratitude,
All these breathless platitudes.

To put it simply.
I’ve been dreaming,
Of leaving,
Singing,
Of leaving,
Pleading,
Of leaving
My whole being,
Needing,
Breathing,
For leaving.

Pardon my inability,
I’ve hardly any visibility,
Least I can show my gratitude,
All these breathless platitudes.

I built this all for you,
A glass house on a hillside,
Observe as the world passes on all sides of you,
Yet you break the walls from the inside,
Letting the glass fall around and cut into your hands,
As you grind it back into bloodied sands.

"The world as you perceive,
Aims only to deceive,
Don't bother trying to find reprieve,
Find your home with me and don't ever leave."

You shook me by my shoulders,
Shouting, pleading that I understand,
The more you begged your hands grew colder,
No matter how harshly you reprimand,
I won't come down,
I won't ever drown,
Not with the likes of a destructive hound.

"The world as you perceive,
Aims not to deceive,
But to try and find something to believe,
Burn down your home and leave me be.

.          .          .          .          .

The world as I perceive,
Breaks me down to my knees,
I'll try to find something to believe,
But burn down the home and grieve."

Intoxicated on your medication
Everybody compares you to drugs
Is it because
You're just so
Toxic yet lovable?

Abandon me on the park bench
Leave me to get high
All alone, on my own
The stars don't seem as bright
We think you're
Just oh so
Lonely yet charming.

Drop our phone call when I'm stranded
Just off of Main Street
Didn't word myself very well
So I'll walk home
You'll feel bad
Only when I get swept away
By traffic and rain.

Romantic isn't your style
You admitted to me
While I was dying on the wayside
Over by eastern tide
Another night again
I guess, I'll walk myself home
As a heartbroken ghost.

Intoxicated on your medication
Everybody compares you to drugs
Is it because
You're just so
Toxic yet lovable?

There's a struggle between
The devotion to the artistry,
And their perception of me,
For which one am I to believe?
Stick with it and upkeep the status quo,
Or admit that everything is utterly faux,
Im grown, I can keep boiling temps in tow,
Yet I tune in to the rerun, Im getting low,
"Well what could it possibly mean?"
If they cant discern, can't read between?
Take it for what it is and not wipe the slate clean,
They'll get mean and tear at the slightest fraying seam.

If I stand in a way,
If I walk in a way,
If I write it in a way
If I sing it in a way,
Well I hope its okay,
I hope that you'll stay.

Im scared that i'll become something,
To someone I know nothing,
About.
If I take this perilous, route,
I might not find my way out,
If that's the risk, I'll pay the price,
For the vibe, they will entice,
Pulling me into the tides,
No matter how many tries,
I'm still tied to this line,
Divided between my own mind,
No matter cause I'll pay the price.

If I stand in a way,
If I walk in a way,
If I write it in a way
If I sing it in a way,
Well I hope it's okay,
I hope that you'll stay.

If I stand in a way,
If I walk in a way,
If I write it in a way
If I sing it in a way,
Well I hope it's okay,
I hope that you'll stay.

My fingers itch to write,
Twitch to find a type,
It's the only light,
Burning till the end of the night.

What's a doubt,
Without burnout,
That's enough,
I'll call the bluff.

Resting upon a ledge,
Legs hang over the edge,
And I will cling on,
This ****** I've been on.

What's a doubt,
Without burnout,
That's enough,
I'll call the bluff.

Never felt this good,
Tastes like maple wood,
Tense, thinking it'll rot,
But it's all that I've got.

Do not be afraid of me,
We are all but creatures,
Flesh and bone molded from mud,
Sculpted perfectly imperfect,
Impulses are nothing but challenges,
So, little one, **** me if you must,
I’ll find you once I roam for long enough,
Imperfections exacerbated into anger.

Taking faltering steps as you stare,
Into a formless form that only peers,
Curious but no more wary than a neutered cat,
Turn your fingers to daggers, stab through its flesh.

Now, don’t be afraid of me,
You’ve tidied up your own deathbed,
As the impossible, possible, completely lost control,
Cascades through your fragile mortality,

And you just can’t help but to scream,
Your voice carries into the eons,
The scream resonates through four planes,
Intersecting now as the axis splits.

I can feel your fear,
Your blood pulses red, then blue, then absence,
Nothing matters when you’re only just matter,
A tattered speck of dust left out to settle,
Until the wind picks up and you’re sent,
Like a letter to your final destination,
I can’t feel your fear anymore.

How's this feeling still so foreign?
I've trekked this, footprints sunk into soil,
Mud curling around dusty boots,
******* them down into the depths.

I'd hate to reiterate it once again,
We fell apart for a reason or two,
Maybe this is my own punishment,
For falling in love but hating the closeness.

Is this enveloping light natural?
Will it sit on faded skin or seep into bones?
It feels like I've started over again,
Please forgive me if I can't hold the sun.

I'd hate to reiterate it once again,
We fell apart for a reason or two,
Maybe this is my own punishment,
For falling in love but hating the closeness.

It's nothing, nevermind.
It's better if I stay inside,
Count my wrist lines,
Tell everyone I'm alive.

The more I stare,
The more I hate,
The more I hate,
The more I dare.
I don't even care.

I asked for rare,
Raw at the last layer,
Nothing is ever fair,
Do I even care?

The more I stare,
The more I care,
The more I care,
The more Im aware.
Why do I care?

Fall from the stars,
Run over by cars,
Laid in front yards,
Pointing out Mars,
Held him in my arms.

The more I stare,
The more I hurt,
The more I hurt,
The more Im unfair.
I hate that I care.

There's no road on the map,
To meet you back,
Do you understand that?

Cracked my head open,
Can’t help hoping,
Wishing fountain,
Tossed my token.

Rotting youth failing,
Found myself bailing,
While still shaping,
I'll be forever fading.

There's no road on the map,
To meet you back,
Do you understand that?

Can't find God in clouds I search,
But I found a stray golden light,
It settles into the crook of my arm,
Sleeps worries away on its perch.

I woke up early today,
I noticed some decay,
I thought I was okay,
Instead I've gotta pay,
Just to pave my way,
Out of this disarray.

But if I arrived at heaven's gate,
Would Saint Peter be the one to say,
"You’re flawed but so is God.”
“You loved as you could, gave as you should.”
“That’s enough to receive Heaven’s love.”

I'll be content with this golden light,
For now it's enough to hide the blight,
As I make my way home on this night,
I will make it through despite its might.

I woke up early today,
I noticed some decay,
I thought I was okay,
Instead I've gotta pay,
Just to pave my way,
Out of this disarray.