Gone

The Great American Smokeout

Humming to himself as he,. Is thinking of his latest debts,. Juggling some numbered thoughts,. Wondering what might come next,. And swears he won't,. Ever stop,.

Where Would I Be

Ohhhh yea. . Uhhhhh. . What kind of God can make the morsels of snow, fall from a gray sky. What kind of God can weave the tapestry of a rainbow, and sketch it into a wet sky.

Um Good

Ummmmm you been good. If I never own a mansion. Way out on the hills I'll never see riches Lord I'll serve you still. If I lose all my possessions. And my health begins to fail.

The Contortionist

The Least I Can Do

Lord, I lift my hands. I extend myself to You. With Your arms stretched out wide. You pay the price, You bled and died. . Lord, I lift my hands. I extend myself to You, thank you Jesus.

Same As It Ever Was

We run off what we can't get enough of We choose to make it painless full of what changes is tonight just going to be another where we both lose interest. I'm letting you go just a little too soon for your taste has gone to the bitter part of your tongue.

Still Say, Thank You

I've had sins and I've had pain. My heart has been broken. And my life has been strained. But in spite of everything I've been through. I still gotta say thank You.

On The Threshold Of Eternitity

eternitity is pressed against my eyelids. by brittle fists that i cannot avoid. and though each fingers grip has been relentless. the moments they just keep on slipping by.

Same Sad Song Remix

You know,. I was looking at the condition of the world. The other day. Seems there's too much killing,. Too much dying, too much pain. I don't know about you, but I'm tired.

Moneymaker

What do you get when you expect so much,. Is it regret,. Or were they just false hopes that we should forget,. With time better spent, the words that we meant.

Same Sad Song (urban Remix)

You know, I was looking at the condition of the world the other day. Seems there's too much killing, too much dying, too much pain. I don't know about you, but I'm tired.

Letter

I got your letter, but the willingness wore out,. And then penmanship was beautiful at best.. Your words were honest,. But the meanings raised a doubt.

Same Sad Song

You know, I was looking at the condition of the world the other day. Seems there's too much killing, too much dying, too much pain. I don't know about you, but I'm tired.

Hot Anger, Soon Cold

we all know, that the tension, is getting higher. well it's getting harder, for us, to get along. and the problems we're having with each other. are ones, we shouldn't have at all.

Gates Of Dis

commit your body to advice you can't live with. it's hard enough to lose a life that you once lived. and all that's left are all the things. that you've never wanted, never wanted.

Empires

finally. oh this is the morning of six eyes. malicious cold dark stares. one single gentleman is not even watching. maybe he's not prepared. . so this is how.

Run Till I Finish

I have decided. Determined, I'm committed. That I'll run. No matter the cost. . And I have decided. Determined, I'm committed. That I'll run. Even though at times I may get lost.

Burning Old Stories

With hardened hands make a fist and take down,. With one desperate hit you're building and shaping the hate that you feel.. You're scratching out memories you're burning old stories,.

That Smut

Welcome to the peep show. Perhaps you've heard of us. Are you familiar with this? Peddlers. Eastern Conference. . That smut, it is what it is. That smut, it is what it is.