Combination Lock

Toxic

~~~~~~~~. "Where am I? Am I dreaming or is this death? I'm dead, I think.". A grey, toxic rain. Starts to appear. No real life. Just human wasteland. All around....

Closed Captioned

Your etiquette. Your rules on interaction. What are you waiting for?. Nobody's home we're all out trying to find one. What are we waiting for?. The recipe a clear connection the time the time the time the time.

Song For You

It's all I want. It's all I needed now it's through. And it all comes back to you. . The only one. The one I needed I abused. More color fore the bruise.

Caustic Acrostic

Lights out for the cynical sharps. For their wide-eyed foils and all attendant props. Supporters of flash and pan-fried fucks. Who grease like cops throwing round their weight.

Torched

Your skin lights up the darkened sky. A mirror of the scene. You light the flame, now you're to blame. 'Cause nothing will ever be the same. . You burned it down to the ground.

Solace

Draw the shades and close my eyes. Never want to see again. I found the cost of courage high. Sometimes hard to pay. I hear the songs the sirens sing.

Cassavetes

Crush my calm you cassavetes. I was sitting tight so quiet quiet. In the dark till the lights came up my heart. Beating like a riot riot. Hollywood are you sitting on a sign.

Threshold

Atmosphere is cold. Tension cuts like a knife. Hazed are the eyes. Reflecting shadows of the past. Nothing moves -. They all just stare.. Inner peace is gone.

Slow

All this time. All that was coming down was mine. Now everything I fought to grow. Has withered hanging on that vine. . And all I wanted. Was all I needed, you know.

Cashout

on the morning of the first eviction. they carried out the wishes of the landlord and his son. furniture's out on the sidewalk next to the family. that little piggie went to market,.

This Faith

Faces of a thousand people. The sickness in their mind is real. We fight and struggle to survive. This cultured way of suicide. . This faith is real. The betrayal.

Shimmer

She calls me from the cold. Just when I was low, feeling short of stable. And all that she intends. And all she keeps inside, isn't on the label. She says she's ashamed.

By You

Generation fuck you to define and redefine. You'd make them all the same but molds they break away. Safely inside looking outside go keep on picking at it it's just going to get bigger.

Scars In The Making

Do you ever see. These shadows over me. And all the things you left that leave me hollow. Do you ever feel. In time we're forced to heal. And all the bitter pills you made me swallow.

Burning Too

Anytime but now. Anywhere but here. Anyone but me. I've got to think about my own life. We are consumed by society. We are obsessed with variety. We are all filled with anxiety that this world would not survive.

The Last Day

the delusion. of the last day. despair, dismay. believers, relieve us. deceivers, receive us. wielding still. within the dark clouds. we sodomize the senses.

Burning

There's something acting on this body. Something goes in when nothing comes out. And someone's acting on this information. But nothing's registered from this location.

Scar

Shades of sun in my head. Blistered skin turning red. I can't complain, it's something to do. Cloud my mind and erase you. . Since you're gone, all is wrong.

The Chair

"The chair is armed, repeat, the chair is armed!". "Come back in here... Come back in here... You'll never turn the TV on, boy.. I'll be there. I'll be there waiting for you...I'll wait over here for you.".