I will move inside you,. With clarity that far becomes you,. What I know is what I feel and. What I feel is what I know. And you can feel.. . What I fear is I'm never understanding,.
Fragile stem. Asleep at the stoplight again. Red dressed in red drenched in red spreading red ever red. Fragile stem. Veering for control again. Change lanes explain how strain defers the impact of speed.
Let me tell a little tale about a bad arse sucker with some attitude. Seen more in his life than you'd ever want to go through. Seen more through his two eyes than Alice through the looking glass.
I am a patient boy. I wait, I wait, I wait, I wait. My time is like water down a drain. Everybody's moving,. Everybody's moving,. Everybody's moving, moving, moving, moving.
I cut my nails to the quick. But still i was caught with my hand in the till. Red-handed.. Give me something,. Give me anything. The threat of everything is when it becomes nothing at all.
Langour rises reaching, to turn off the alarm. And there's never so much seething. That it can't be disarmed. You just stop it up,. Pass it on. Shove it to shelf it,.
born into race and nation accept family and obligation. i'm not a citizen i'm not a citizen. embrace tradition and occupation. cull memory for assimilation secure for future generations.
It's cold outside and my hands are dry. Skin is cracked and I realize. That I hate the sound of guitars. A thousand grudging young millionaires. . Forcing silence sucking sound.
Why can't i walk down a street free of suggestion?. Is my body my only trait in the eyes of men?. I've got some skin. You want to look in. There lays no reward in what you discover.
Is it the wind, over my shoulder?. Is it the wind that I hear gently whispering?. Are you alone, there in the valley?. No not alone for you walk, you walk with me.
There are no more races to be run. There are no numbers left to be won. Everybody's down we pulled each other down. There never was a truth to be found.
There's a breeze off the river. Through the crack in the window pane. There's my boy on the pillow. And I feel like I'm lost again. . Everybody knows the secret.
the sun's a strange light nothing grows right anymore. scars on every stalk. whose mouth should i use to talk?. the force that marks the routine. temperature whatever degrees create the bad thing.
Where did you go?. When you let me go?. I waited for you in a special place. Ohh, no no no no no. Cold blue eyes turn to stone. You break the vein and bruse the bone.
Let's find a rock, I mean a big-ass rock. Or maybe something like, a cinder block is better. I'll hoist it up and drop it on your face, my buddy. . And just before the lights go out.
Why are you talking to me?. I think I've taken too much. Tell me who told you. What you think you know. If I am changing. Maybe I'm growing into a version.
This time is real,. I feel it passing through the telephone,. No one is home now,. No one is home.. These stacks,. They keep me down,. So I build some more..
Why are you talking to me?. I think I've taken too much. Tell me who told you. What you think you know. If I am changing. Maybe I'm growing into a version.
Song number one is not a fuck you song. I'll save that thought until later on. You want to know if there's something wrong?. It's nothing. everybody's talking about their hometown scenes.