Hard Time Killin' Floor Blues

Hard times here an' everywhere I go. Time is harder than ever been before. People are driftin' from door to door. Can't find no heaven, I don't care where they go.

Draining Faces

Cut tear taking life, too serious recreates. A void not unlike walking infinitely blind. Through rooms strewn with razor blades. I see what you mean, what you say, duck the issue.

Downsizer

Attached in awe, what an abashed hate filled culture of viruses, born raised and infected with violent thought, to set it off defend the wrong incite the thing to bring it down, to bring it down, to bring it down, to bring it down,.

Devil Got My Woman

You know, I'd rather be the ol' devil. Well, I'd rather be the devil. Then to be that woman' man. You know, rather be the devil. Than to be that woman' man.

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Cypress Grove Blues

I would rather be buried in some cypress grove. I would rather be buried in some cypress grove. To have some woman, Lord, that I can't control. . And I'm goin' away now, I'm goin' away to stay.

Double Cross

Drug addiciton alcholism hatism beatialitiy mutilation murder vampirism necrophilia canobalism. Not to mention a gamet of sexual goodies.... . It is true then!.

Cypress Grove

I would rather to be buried. In some cypress grove. I would rather to be buried. In some cypress grove. Than to have a contrary woman. Lord, I never can control.

Dogshit

(a dream) rest low tar spell fatigue vermin crawling in livid gnaws. fasting on tic and a flea in vain again agro flight not taking fasting. on deception in the making turns two against three penny save a.

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Crow Jane

Crow Janie, Crow Janie, Crow Jane. Don't you hold your head high. Someday, baby, you know you got to die. You got to lay down and you got to die, you got to.

Deep Down Trauma Hounds (remix)

injured plea crushed destiny deep down. trauma hounds run to corrode integrity whatever matters and it would. they fail to see they make believe reality helpless deaths.

Deep Down Trauma Hounds

injured plea crushed destiny deep down. trauma hounds run to corrode integrity whatever matters and it would. they fail to see they make believe reality helpless deaths.

Cherry Ball Blues

I love my little cherry ball. Better than I love myself. I love my cherry ball. Better than I love myself. Then if she don't love me. She can't love nobody else.

Death

holding witch hands. dream the whole week. radiance hissing rodent speak. elective evil once started. shot struck home so it goes. inches towards flattened back.

Catfish Blues

Note: hyphen=word unsung. . I would ruther, be a little catfish. So I could swim way down. In the sea-ee. I would have somebody, somebody. Settin' out hooks for me.

Deadlines

Tarnish away. . Tarnish. Simple test at best. . All is nothing less. Run for more. . I can't decide. . Love in the grass. . All is nothing less. . Rather.

Careless Love

Oh love, ooh love. Oh, careless love. Yes, oh love, oh love. Oh, careless love. Oh love oh, oh love. Oh love, oh, careless. How can't you see. What careless love, have done?.

Dal

Find. Words fade above the snow. The carved out somebody stitch. The carver's all who waves surrender. Through all tempers looking back. The skin begins to crack.

22-20 Blues

Note: hyphen=word unsung. . Oh, Mr. Crest, Mr. Crest. How in the world you. Expect for me to rest?. Oh, Mr. Crest, Mr. Crest. How in the world you. Expect for me to rest?.