Lurking in the background, my only talent, gotta hide because I can't help holding back,
No more my flood will wash away anyone who has given up,
That's the last thing they would have wanted you to do.
Can you see me now?
I'm stuck in between the sheets and getting out of bed,
The honest moment I was wishing I was dead.
Stuck kicking nickles for a dime a dozen a day,
Minimal wages for a minimal life right?

I feel that each year repeats itself, only with their minor setbacks
Today is her day, and God is not holding anything back,
The sky is gray, the trees are dead, and the air is cold and hollow
Each time I swallow, this knot in my throat grows swollen and more swollen
My hills have turned into mountains and my streams into rivers.
There is nothing beautiful about this day,
No way to glorify this day, there is nothing now
Except I know this pain won't go away.

Born again virgin just to slut yourself again,
Maybe if I kiss your neck and shout in your ear you'll recognize my voice
It's deep and blunt,
And you can attach yourself to it,
You're the problem here skipping down a four lane highway
Eventually to be hit by a lovesick truck
The taste of blood is fresh on my lips,
I can taste your salt like you can taste my spite.
I hope all the love you get is caught in a condom
And all the lovers you meet get caught in your bullshit.

Your face is loosely sculpted fragmented, pigment and drive
You're dying to spill your guts to me, but I'm not that kind of guy.
Oh no here it comes again, the dam has burst leaving me beneath
I hope we all learn to swim, because the dam has burst again.
There I am crushed beneath the lee-way
A cork stops the whining but my ears won't stop vibrating,
Someone please swing her by her ponytail
To stop her episodal crying.

An allegiance of forces, disgusted at the pace of life that we've been racing.
I think the problem here is our backs turned no facing, turned not facing.
Spit those pills out of your mouth, man over machine.
Don't make your enemy your mind.
Question relying on internal insecurities.
They...will...make...you...
The spotlight of your own silent circur
Quiet circur.
My own just splashed everywhere like spilt milk,
Someone please don't cry over it.
Unwanted snow sticks with you wherever you go, never melting
This is a call of the utmost importances,
The power of the punch is on your side,
This is a war cry felt with a sour does of salt rubbed in your eye.

Maybe it's raining because I spun off with a dosa on top of my cat,
Sat in the almighty sun till it dried nice and hard.
Oh where's my head gone, close to home.
I'm headstrong.
On the floor pool of blood
What happened
A pounding on my skull sent a sonic boom through my head gold club falls sending another vibration through my temple,
A mist makes it hard to see.
All I can feel are the thorns and rocks dragging against my back,
Feet bound like a newly bound back.
I'm leaving this song to disperse my ashes across the audience.

Tears seem to melt out my brain,
This faucet seems too big to turn off by myself
Someone please step in,
Without letting my mother know I want to die,
All I wanted was a garage to park in
Let Sigur Ros play on as I drift away.
Answer me, answer me.
Let God speak to me,
Tell me why my brains so fucked up,
And why I cry daily, frequently.
Why'd you rip my sister off the face of the Earth,
Facing me with new Hells
While she files free like a bird