Friday, June 17, 2011
“Trauma Science”
The smell of leather licked with flame
Spinning wheels and confusion; relativity
I think my future got in an accident with the past
Too bad they don’t sell insurance for childhood dreams
This one doesn’t understand
Why he’s even standing
Tell me again why I’m holding on
I fell through on all my promises
And collapsed on the pieces I couldn’t pick up
Still wet behind the ears
Not as I thought I’d be
There’s no – starting over
With my hands in the mud
But take a look at me, smiling uncomfortably
I don’t wanna make a wrong move
So I don’t move at all
This one doesn’t understand
Why he’s even standing
I can’t breathe in here
With all the stagnant air
Life’s on the edge of my lips
So sweet I can taste it
Just a little further
I think I can reach it
Just pray I don’t fail
Oh please no, not again
My fingers strike the keys
But there aren't any locks
I've got no way out of this one
She’s made of metal
And her words are sharp as knives
She’s coming for me
She will hit a vital organ
But I’ve gotta get away
Adrenaline… makes the great escape
There’s no giving up
No I’m through with all that
So let’s try a different approach
This time, I’m gonna call the shots
No more pulling strings on my skeleton
This one doesn’t understand
Why he’s even standing
But that’s not gonna stop me
I will be…
I will be…
I will be exploding
I will be…
I will be…
I will be exploding like the sun
Friday, June 3, 2011
"Haywire"
Just when you thought everything was gonna be okay
Our haywire minds are set to meltdown
There’s no escaping the maw of shadow
Human nature is a system failure
Close your eyes and start the show
A vintage slideshow of pseudo happiness
A place to hide your bitter self
Subliminally baptized in pretty release
Back in action with headache tactics
Our haywire hearts are set to meltdown
There’s no escaping the maw of shadow
Human nature is a system failure
I swear to God, no one is happy in this world
There is no place to lie your head for some rest
This world is a bleeding stress ball
And the iron fist of woe grips it tightly
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