this is frustration
this is me using the same tricks and getting sick of it
this is me throwing pieces against the wall hoping something will stick
this is awful
awful

the_giant’s_drink


theatre

I see the world in a swirl of hues
But my favorite color is shame
And tonight the sky is painted
Tonight the sky is painted melancholy
And the wind sings songs as if it wo

fable

We landed in this place
Tried to make this island more like home
But there are some things
Better left behind
We came here on a plane
Just a bunch of little boys

pompeii

Set against the mountainside
And oh the hubris burns so bright
But more will burn tonight
I’ll bury the town in ash
And paint the sky with fire
The city is burning

the_guilt_engine

My shame is cold like a grave but my lust is hot like an engine
Pistons that pump and a heart that thumps to a beat
That I can’t wrap my head around
So I let my body fall in s

the_dragon_of_pendor

I've been dreaming, late at night
In darkness, in the land of lost monsters
And my pride is always a step behind me
So I run

Oh baby give what's to me
I have

the_badlands

They call this the badlands baby
But it used to be bayou
The shore of an inland sea
But I can hear you coming
And there’s a hole in the world
And the light is leak

a_manifesto_of_tangible_wealth

eloise sits, this privileged corpse
a mundane pace offers no struggle
denny holds tight
chrome death kiss on a platter
he enters like raid to a hive
what/who do

you_stole_my_story

Look at me, when I talk to you.
But my eyes can't bear the sight
A white so brilliant it pains my heart but I can make you disappear
I can make you disappear
I can make yo

apparition

it's a broken house
bloody handprints on the wall
ghosts out in the hall
that's where mamma lives
i still hear her calling out my name
singing im sorry now

we’re_not_orphans


work_lies_sex_love_fear_hate_friendship

production line chasing mechanical dreams
i'm not just a number
balances gaining interest but who yields the profit
can you measure a man by the line of his credit
i'm

red,_red,_blue


i_smell_an_agenda

Does the left hand, know what the right hand is doing
You're a fool man
Ever get sick of not knowing
You're a fool man
Ever get sick of not knowing
Does the left han