Survey Says
Born and raised
in a tornado/ hello how are you/ yes I believe in god and country
and... oh I thought you wanted my political face/ well you should have
been more specific/ I know the world is burning I'm holding the matches
but their not mine, I was born with an original sin in my hands/ they
make you so broken by day one you think your name is broken/ and it's a
great surprise to find out that it's not/ what was the question again?
Go Fuck Yerself
For this // all yellow //
by - long highways // rookie posers in laundromats hanging out their
gold // such is easy // brick through bone // you'll come into my song
through the pillow case of my eyelids // hurling secrets // crunching
steel // I mistake the cause // here there is nowhere // miles to
nowhere // ( climb the coward ) ghost voice through power lines //
criminal bunkers and desert Malibu's // hasn't occurred // I'll be your
object // I'll be the incision you take to bed //
so much rain for a bad bruise //
hotel sink //
microwave highway //
service ( service ) it's a dream //
it's a washout ( to you phantom ) //
love not saying //
word to body //
rocks a whore of a moon to sleep //
through contaminated lagoons and empty plays pounding the stage //
proliferation noise //
come destroy my world //
with you're hand grenade eyes and icicle tail //
swimming in toilet bowls ( god's soup ) and skeleton days //
constantly afraid //
it comes this way //
cut through //
a lousy deal //
the plate of love is a synagogue of hell.
Does your strung out mouth still feel all of this
on 14th st
the glow that for a single moment
casts you in a certain light
a certain feeling that it might all work out
but it won't
you must know this by now.
You must.
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