Tell me a doll once came dead from above, How’d you lose your way, It stole a year from your best ones a waste to ground you. When i get to your house, Off my back i’ll lose the weight,…
Lire la suitecan hit record, erase what I’ll write. Cement my place in time. It’s been a lifelong sofa ride. I’ll be a fossil before I’m thrown in that hole. I’ll make this ghost come back to life. I lived for hope,…
Lire la suiteA Chapter Of Accidents I swear to God the sun is laughing at me, but I can’t say because I don’t look straight at it. Hear me out. Those boys tell all the lies that roll right past you: « I…
Lire la suiteI was fucking up, handing off the reigns to you. I know the bodies, but I can’t place names, so I should be forgetting you. It’s a cathartic song like that other shitty one and I have never felt so…
Lire la suiteAnchor End The worst writers are the ones who fuck up happy endings. The best ones don’t bother to type. I’ve been writing you a letter in my head for months with no reply. When did your interest in…
Lire la suiteYou’re gonna make them feel loved. They’ll have an angel where their heart’s supposed to be. You’re gonna make them feel alone. You know you’re gonna get to learn to love that responsibility. When everybody wants to be somebody else,…
Lire la suiteMost times I’m listening; same words, same ringing in my head. Jaw drops, the frequency, so everyone can here what you meant to me. Approaching my days like the first step in water, sinking now, sinking now. What’s that to…
Lire la suiteCatch me. I’m a wreck who let my conscience down. I bet the animals sleep well after they hunt. Someone open up a fucking window. Something just fucking died in here. It’s been breathing fucking heavy for a long fucking…
Lire la suiteYou knew it all, Inside your head was graceful. You knew suffering was fair. Thank you much. Do we deserve this type of fate? I need this now. Do we deserve this type of fate? You knew the blood inside…
Lire la suiteI can’t tell which lights to go through and you can’t want me like I want you. Tell me how you always… I know when I awake in the afternoon; it hurts to be so wrong. Because drunk turns like…
Lire la suiteHow much more could you ask for? It’s been three years and some change and you’re on your way. But only assholes want to fall in love. We spent four in that shithole and nostalgia remains. How about me? I…
Lire la suiteThere’s a waiting list to the bottom, under you. Ex-husbands, romantics and perverts and masochists. I’m gonna be there too. Where’s the stop where the train’s gonna hit me? True, I live for when you bullshit me. Tell me you…
Lire la suiteSo I’m looking at this bottle, and this bottle, it speaks to me. It says get off the fucking train, so I jumped down. These metaphors are for assholes, and I’m not different. I’ll get to what I mean, but…
Lire la suiteDon’t forget to waste your blood and mix it with your tears now. Don’t forget to waste your love inside me to crawl out. I know it’s here inside. Why am I so afraid? God loves a liar. It’s turning…
Lire la suiteWe spend the moments of our lives waiting for one to arise. Remember where the time goes? We hold on to these moments until the moment that we die. I’m saving this one for you. We watch our lives with…
Lire la suiteLet’s go on a rocket ship. We’ll decimate the empty promise makers, including me. It’s old hat for a new life, because they already forgot me. It’s new shoes for a short hike that I’ve been walking for days. I’m…
Lire la suiteTearing up the walls, scratching out her name. Staring up the walls, dulling up the razor blade. I’m washing it down. Watch me call the port on. I’m washing it down. Watch me fall. It’s the shock of the sound…
Lire la suiteThis confession is obvious to me. Happy dreams, sick fuck. You’re supposed to be here with the lepers. The ones with vitriol. Right now I feel like one of those. Because the ones with emotions get sick in the end,…
Lire la suiteTo lose my words in this smoke filled room, If there’s a way out, I’m gonna find out. As it burns my black eyes red. Repress this. My only regret: this memory. So we can convince them that this is…
Lire la suiteThe voices are silent echoes. This is the hardest part. The water’s up to our ankles with no sign of letting up. But I’m still climbing out. I always meant to tell you that I never meant you harm in…
Lire la suiteTake the honest side. A gentleman would call it slanderous. It takes a man to cry, but I just put a brick through every bird’s nest. Take me out to the parking lot. I’m fine. Flattery is dead, romance is…
Lire la suiteIt’s too late baby, there’s no turning around I’ve got my hands in my pocket and my head in a cloud This is how I do When I think about you I never thought that you could break me apart…
Lire la suiteIt’s incredible the way you made me look forward to another miserable day. And from the days to weeks to months, you’d be surprised how it adds up to this ugliness now that you’re gone. I thought time would trade…
Lire la suiteTake this record. Start with self-mockery. A master work of toilet tissue, but the words are sexy. To a happy corpse; washed up, I am already. I went from a romantic dream to a wet spot on the sheets. Give…
Lire la suiteAnother jog through hell, but why are you pacing? We’re not out of the woods. If this lesson fails, could I pack up and leave? I wonder if I could. No, I cannot ignore. I cannot abort. No, I cannot…
Lire la suiteI’d like to think this is the last song for her, but I’ve been know to be wrong. Seriously, this time I think I mean it, because two years and a day seems like a good length for this crappy…
Lire la suitehe body’s singing without speaking. You bit your brass ring off like a monster, wouldn’t leave you alone. You skinned the bastard to his bones in case you got cold. Normally sent with a dream, I had to laugh when…
Lire la suiteWe’ve got our rope neckties. The light fixture shedding sawdust keeps us hanging on. Waiting for the movie rights to come, but nobody wants to see us bruised and modest, feeding off ourselves. Spent life avoiding all advice. Who’d have…
Lire la suiteThe knife or the rope or the lemon, this brain and I. The sight of the drop got me off the roof. Hey, the garage looks cleaner when you look at it sideways, from high. To finally admit we are…
Lire la suiteThe room’s new carpet, and the walls’ apartment hue add to the visitor feeling I’m used to. The morning window’s freezing from outside. It wakes me up. Wasting air to the falling light. Angel, you picked me up but the…
Lire la suiteFuck genius. What’s an artist? Dead words devoid of meaning. Let’s drop them. I know where they can go, but your neck is blocking the hole. Let’s start from zero. Now, listen close. This is a rip: « The scream that…
Lire la suiteNo matter where we run, it’s only a car-length away. This is the time, if it were up to me now. This is the time, we can rise from the ground. This is the time, hold onto me now. No…
Lire la suiteI kicked it altogether last night. I had this dream I was alone. It’s been lying with me for 9 years and counting. Got what I want, why am I miserable? Kick this new addiction out, it’s grown up. Inherited…
Lire la suiteI will make myself, a mile from the racetrack, drag my losses home. It kills me not come back. And we float with parasites all our lives. There’s me with the geriatrics at the slot machines. There’s me, the embodiment…
Lire la suiteWelcome back to our suffering, and constant letdowns in this crowded world called shit. Tell me, sir, is there something that hasn’t been done? It’s all fucked up politics. Please don’t speak because I can’t think less of you. You…
Lire la suitehere’s my freedom? Pick me up. I fell off the wagon again like clockwork. Where’s my freedom? Wash away the times we stripped our feelings naked. Now, you’ve got to know that there’s been times when everything just seemed to…
Lire la suitelah blah blah bla blah Whoo! You were everything I wanted. You were everything a girl could be. Then you left me brokenhearted Now you don\’t mean a thing to me All I wanted was your Love love love love…
Lire la suiteThe Producer Scene kids / Ghetto jeans / Gangstas / 40’s and the bling bling sidekicks rollin with the cleanest feel Shorties / Homies / Hollywood, / Moscow, / Shake that ass like you care wave your hands in the…
Lire la suiteHey girl you know you drive me crazy. One look put\’s the rhythm in my hand. Still I\’ll never understand why you hang around I see what\’s going down. Cover-up with make-up in the mirror Tell yourself it\’s never gonna…
Lire la suiteWhen I see your smile tears roll down my face I can’t replace. And now that I’m strong I have figured out how this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul, and I know ill find deep inside…
Lire la suiteSoftly we tremble tonight, picture perfect fading smiles are all that’s left in site, I said I’d never leave you’ll never change I’m not satisfied with where I’m at in life. Am I supposed to be happy? When all I…
Lire la suite/verse1/ Johnny3tears: Sick with myself, but i’ve got no one else, so i give it to myself it’s the only thing that helps it’s the same thing this pain thing that keeps me from sleeping and screaming that god i…
Lire la suiteDear Diary, Mood: Apathetic My life is spiraling downward I couldn’t get enough money to go to the Blood Red romance andsuffocate me dry concert It sucks because they play some of my favorite songs like, Stab My Heart because…
Lire la suiteThe last time I saw you, you turned away I couldn’t see you with the Sun shining in my eyes I said « Hello » but you kept on walking I’m going deaf from the sound of the freeway The Last time…
Lire la suiteUSA heart USA heart you’re playing games again with some strange superstitions you’re trying hard you’re trying to pretend you always fall from compassion USA heart tell me how you’ve been cause i’ve seen you in mainful situations I guess…
Lire la suiteRiding through the city on my bike all day Cause the filth took away my license It doesn’t get me down and I feel OK Cause the sights that I’m seeing are priceless Everything seems to look as it should…
Lire la suite