Last night

I felt like everyone was being soo human

used car salesman

Everywhere i look.

everything is in its right place

after tubbin with some bro's

holy fuuuuck

you could have made history

but we're already
forgetting you
so set your sights to
that golden mountain
i'll close my eyes,
to that which
is posted for a fool
and be sure
to clench my jaw
i'll never eat this food

gods point of vew,
the camera above us
avoids the begger,
the thief in the corner
who daily poisons
the water supply
as your getting closer, the sun starts to die

hold that
baby bird
dont stop
squeezing
til color
explodes
or it will be
leaving

purple smoke flows, as you lie in your bed
snuggled in straw
the redeemer
of nazareth
little baby,
i will follow
on my way
to death
on my way to hell

And on the twelfth day, as you slept
youre sewn to that highland,
by the baphomet
the sneak in the corner
was there all along
leading your carriage
disguised as a fawn

put on display,
atleast it sold out
So when that baby
is never born
i'll be laughing
hysterically loud
at your crown
of thorns
i'll be laughing
hysterically loud
at your crown
of thorns
i'll be laughing
hysterically loud
at your crown
of thorns

Apple Juice

The Apple of my eye, isn't ripe, but it won't die
nothing is something i'm willing to try(feel) still after all these years
So resume your life and when you fly your kite
i hope it reaches the highest point in the sky
when your blinded by the light just close your eyes, and hold that twine tight.

wrap it around your wrist, like a balloon
stare to the sky
as god starts to piss, a list of useless lies,
that these misled mice
eat up as a guide,
just close your eyes
and hold that twine

once you let go
the piss turns to gold
your perched on a cross
cause you let your kite fold,
and now your alone,
as the cloud starts to throw
down hissing cries

boom

sacrificing bodies, to make the colors clearer
holding down minds, a beach ball underwater
the pressure rises, your face holds fear
six intimate characters, sharing the same field
twelve holy figures, linger in the air
twenty four hours, sitting in this chair
fourty eight ponds, all full of our tears
ninety six seconds, into this contest, we stare.

being

Lying here
on the roof my legs are rusted
not to be dirty
but i need lube to move
provided by the pharmacist
more tablets, thank you
there is no escape, i am dead weight
in my first life
i must've been an ass
because this time i've come back
dragging in last
i lay on the roof
wave to friends as they pass
try not to think
what if i didnt ditch class?

Freedom glow

"freedom glow" (collab W/ Alex Brown)

here i stand on hollowed ground again
afraid my foes from far will see
here i stand on holographic sand
throw my ghost cigar in the sea

And i left the house, to open my eyes, i could see anything, i could see everything it set me free

fear consumes the promise land again
lead to death by a gleam, in my sleep
tears i cry cause they wont let me in
tow my heart, my body

the glow it's come
to set me free
the glow it's come
to set me free
the glow it's come
to set me free
the hole is gone
now come find me

and i left the house, to open my eyes, when i got out...i couldnt find anything, everyone was gone, it was only debris

i cant see i cant see i cant see i cant see

the bliss i've found on top of mountains
and across the bleary, deep blue sea
here i stand on hollowed ground again
afraid my foes from far will see

moths spiral toward the heavens downward
i feel fine, i promise blankly
arrows fly upward toward the darkness
the glow it's come to set me free

Gridlock

i wrote this, its not finished i'm going to rewrite a lot of the end.

I was reffered to this
crossword
its like a grid
and im stuck
by this limited
axis
each line
would form
a perfect square
if my frame werent restrained
to this horizontal hell
my entire range would change
from insane, could this be real?
now i can go up and down
with these words,
and this sound
thats teaching me
to realese, and be free

the height
of the square
is filled
with your hair
repunzil, repunzil
let your hair down
so finally i'm saved
as i climb
up my grave
each bar
i pass,
i watch
turn to glass
as i progress
up this
crosshatched mess
i call myself
so i let,
my grip slip
as i miss the last step
i was referred
to this puzzled
crossword
i just
landed in the
section, that never
gets read
down, and i fell
right back
to my horizontal
shell.

is this everything?

Em C Em
I want to strip myself of identity,
Em C Em
sew my own clothes, shoe my own feet.
Em C D Em
nobody is worht my time in this hypocrisy
D
im scared shitless,
Em
that this is it.
Em C Em
this is the sum of everything,
Em C Em
this is the sum of everything,
Em D Em
D
lies,
Em
deciet,
Em C Em
Em C Em
this is the sum of everything,
Em C Em
this is the sum of everything,
Em D Em
Em C Em
selfish people out for their own neck,
Em D C
screaming at the top of their lungs
Em D C
Em C
"I'm lactose intolerant"
Em C D Em
as they other hand poors the gallon of milk down his throat.
D
im scared shitless,
Em
that this is it.
Em C Em
this is the sum of everything,
Em C Em
this is the sum of everything,
Em D Em
D
lies,
Em
deciet,
that this is it.
Em C Em
this is the sum of everything,
Em C Em
this is the sum of everything,
Em C Em
this is the sum of everything,
Em C Em
this is the sum of everything,
D Em
this is the sum of everything,