Against The Grain

Do you know me?. tell me what you believe. how dare you judge me. i am more than what you see. i made this life. and everyone a friend. still you turned on me.

Last Chance For A Slow Dance

Coughing inside your coffin like at the bottom of the sea. Onside you're breathing too numb for asking so i will leave it outside your door. Warning the threat of morning that just extends you another day.

Kyeo

The troops are quiet tonight,. But it's not alright, because we know they're planning something.. Don't you know things have settled down, down, down.

Joe # 1

Living, in the past. For the future isn't here unless it is cast. Sullen nights on a screen. Searing through the break, the thoughts underneath. . He is Joe, he is Joe.

Tim Westwood Freestyle (unreleased)

Instrument

That one is predetermined. That one, it finds another. This one comes in one window. Sliding out the other. We need an instrument to take a measurement.

In Defense Of Humans

In defense of humans. Lay down your power trip. Stop toying with emotions and relationships. Cause you don't rise when people fall. . In defense of humans.

Milk Tea

Milk Tea. Fukuyama Masaharu. . "gomen ne". doushite sunao ni ienai n daoru. "arigatou". hontou wa ne itsu demo omotteru. kuchibeta na toko sei ga takai toko.

I'm So Tired

out here. i can barely see my breath. surrounded. by jealousy and death. i can't be reached. i've only had one call. dragged underneath. seperate from you all.

Hello Morning

hello morning and the morning sun. lights up the damage that the damage's done. send a message you can understand. we're time capsules in a garbage can.

Guilford Fall

Down at the station. We question our rations. Wut you seem satisfied with the little recieved. Fractured appetite with bismuth pink on tap. Ascetic limbs gone tight and your lips are clamped and grey.

Greed

You wanted everything. You needed everything. You wanted everything. You needed everything. Everything is.... Everything is.... Greed.

Great Cop

Got a lot of questions for me. You got a lot of questions for me. Got your finger pointing at me. Distrusted. I look for wires when I'm talking to you.

Glue Man

I spent it all. On the bag. On the drag. The sun comes up, the tide rolls out. The trucks roll by the park still a park. Where children play and pick up stones.

Wisdom

(lyrics written and sung by Kristy Thirsk). . To others the pain was obvious. The colours of shame a bruise - unjust. Abuse of trust can't be wiped. I can't remember why.

Give Me The Cure

I never thought too hard on dying before. I never sucked on the dying. I never licked the side of dying before. And now I'm feeling the dying. . You've got your hands over your ears.

Furniture

this is a song with no words. but no one can hear the missing. they just look at my mouth. and look at my mouth and say. hey man, i know where you're coming from (yeah.. bullshit!).

Virus

i see it now. i feel it now. ? knowledge. you adjetate. you educate. throw back the hate [x2]. get this, get this. infatuation. you waste away, you waste away, you waste away.

Full Disclosure

i want out. i want a mutually assured destructive. life seizing separate culture to take me over. moving silent like radar. take me over and blow out my mind.

Vigilante

So Complex. In His Behavior. Crowded Into A. Hole. . Racial Incoherence. Nowhere Left to Go. . Misery: Is Unforgiving. He Struggles From Within. . He Roams The Human Wasteland.