Sometimes things change
Not often, but when they do
I hope you find me smiling
Bottle in my hand or not
Because its funny or its ***
Heaven is big enough

Its times like these
I want to cut along my stomach
down the middle
take my guilty hands  
tear out everything
And bleed  untill i
Pull out my spleen
Just say hey this never meant anything to you.

As the blood runs red , lips stained
Empty mirrors / like bad dreams

Flesh light rooms
Come again soon
Force me thoughts
Of beije and maroon
Often is as often looms
On every street corner
Soft while playing
coffin blues

Is this principle ? This palace ?
Progress seeking an empty room
Solace sounds like splinters - alone
Piercing the skin/ the ears/ examples
Forgiven in a girl of blood that is not
Belonging, validated, uncarven and noteing calories
You arnt who you had planned to be
Why cant i stop loving an idea
Now , for once , wont you call me
My own name, she wont be sad to see
Us die. A useless thing or a commodity
Im only as good as i try
Release , fiends onto me
Im used to it- ravaged ***** humans
Believe / believe in ....
Badly bruisen humans
Believe me / believe in
Broken burning buildings
Believe me / its worth it
We are flowers among the ruins

dew drops and sprinkler smells
flood my streets- naked in the middle
song birds hover around your halo

faking cries of distant land of Aberdeen
come as you are, hero wrapped in cellophane
does Satan love me being an alcoholic ?

Or temptress
Ascend this
Obsession
Not alone
Stressing
A blessing
Guessing
Head strings
Lessons
Dont mention
Etching