glass kissed my wrists from rolling on rocks sliced like a hot knife bled em better than my thoughts always thought I'd be another if I lived in starker dreaming will I die today? will I make it to the evening? drawn my life line much fainter lately I'd rather live forever so my family feels no pain stoop shenanigans always end in strange heartbreak a coincidence you're here? or is it a mistake? seems I'm always baking apologies every dawn my shadow dims like she cannot follow me you can't spell disappointment without a post haste, great! I'm glad that I remembered that you hate how I hate so the word can't be good when I'm hiding in the woods a hermit in her habitat, three preludes and a half; doesn't matter if it's this or that it is what it is and that's a fact I've evolved to be graceless deeper than space in my shapeliness lost my table manners alone in his old flooded basement never figured out some shit not so great at those snare hits paradiddles, fuckin riddles and I still can't flip omelets nineteen year old bassist acidic as copper bracelets I'll ring around the rosy if you worship all of my language umm I'm sorry for strange licks found them hid in my attic covered in dust bunnies like my neighbor totoro's habits slap with the kids when we strolling on the block summer weather's always better when you're chiming in my thoughts to the rolling and the tolling and the moaning and the groaning of the bells the bells, in a happy runic rhyme with the found my mind in the stratos lately storm clouds in my eyes and rain in my heartbeat I can't complete a thought cause I'm lost in the jet streams a leaf in the wind, unwinding or unraveling? seems I'm always searching for miseries every day I can't find em, then trouble finds me and can't spell discouragement without a cop in the hand shit, two in the bush, she don't get why I ran man the word can't be learned when I'm crying in this world I'm hurting in my left hand cause I wrote the wrong words in my song; doesn't matter if i'm right or wrong that shit's been written and cannot be unsung i dissolve like a spaceship leaping through space in my hastiness hot like heaven in the heat of hereditary listless I never flirted with dumb shit not so messy in business i wrote a letter to you better reply with a real kiss nineteen years a queen pin sharp as a tack man with dissin got a pocket full of posies for ya blessings and winnings aha i find in the moment found I'm down when I'm broken covered in dust living like iron ore where them trains' lift

//one, two, three's a crowd four, five, six; you're sick seven, eight, nine; I'm fine just waiting for my nickels to turn into dimes// I don't care about you I don't care if it rains that's the way it's always been and the way it'll stay I am sister supercilious I don't mean to sing dismissive shit I found my conceit in the concrete jungle when I kissed him in the rain teardrops burn when I let them escape I'm harboring fear, a fugitive in my brain it's hard to stay sane when you're sad I'm leaking sarcasm and losing all my friends I never mean to be mean I never meant to get mad but I'm feeling like a hangnail's breathing down my back and every time that you kiss me it's like you just hit me I'm allergic to good love and I'm sleeping with the enemy for real In the end I'm living in this lovely battlefield In the end I love it when he leaves me crowned in tears disrobed my fears on the back porch I'm stuck leaking air like a badass flat tire //one, two, three's a crowd four, five, six; you're sick seven, eight, nine; I'm fine just waiting for my nickels to turn into dimes// Fell deep in a pocket grave for the way you displayed me I necessitate narcissistic tendencies like babe I ain't a slave to pocket change, only to baby I'm down to earth like caverns in the deeps of my home state Find I'm pushing up daisies, found I like when you're with me you could be covered in worms and I'd still think you're the greatest My happiness and your existence; correlated if there's a better man than you he must be a damn genius I'm never down to be distant never learned how to love shit but I'm schooling so hard I'll sooner be above it It's hard to believe in one cause everyone's got two but we'll sing "fuck the police" cause it's better with you and for real in the end I love to live in this battlefield in the end I love everything you make me feel I hid my soul where I lost hope you found it and kept it in an empty bottle

I split seams I'm a diamond in the cut I never linger in the middle of sick dreams with the tunnel vision burning photos of kaleidoscopic memories I sing peace to the earth and knees to the dirt if I haven't found a heaven with dogs backseat jumping bass to the whip of burgundy then I can't believe that all it is is rarely what it seems and I can't turn a new leaf into wings but I don't mind that I can't fly cause my heaven ain't in the sky it's where I sing //I don't mind you on my mind and when I die give my body to the silence// memento mori in the winter of my discontent I still believe I'll see you in the morning glories I disguised my eyes to hide them from the everlasting dawning I sing sign to the sky your mind on my mind if I haven't found a heaven in two bare feet fat bass thumping deep on backbeats then I can't believe that all we breathe is truly not the dream though I can't turn a new leaf into wings hey I don't mind that I can't soar cause my heaven ain't up no more it's where I sing //I don't mind you on my mind and when I die give my body to the silence//

uhuh he's Pigpen in Charlie Brown kush cloud whether the weather be hot he be smoking it down where's the dirt man? I'm not searching high for blow I think he snorted it in his snout I shiver when I see his nose Monty like Python circus like your fly's undone kids ya got a long way to go Betty then Betty Crocker I cracked rock, the potluck, yo fuck rock I'm shivering in the corner cause I got nowhere to go uhuh I'm shoeless and clueless like a cussing tattooist in the woods yeah we're good man I'm screwed but skatting through this hopeless and dopeless like a homeless old cold kiss yeah he'll smoke ya twice, thrice if you only pay in hard cash hard slaps, art shat, Jay stay paid them jazz cats they rap fast and they get laid words stung from ya tongue and the girls they bait musical daughter the comical martyr I question by number the colors that color my faintest of fates uhuh he tune out the Charlie Brown bone sound sips straight fiction in the evening and a fifth of what now?! get a clue man can't hurt me blowing smoke I chipped away like finer china stick like glass between your toes crashing on the futon crush ya in the midnight sun kids I got a long way to go better than Betty stalker Archie's hot? Nah get out, I think not I'm blistered on my fingers cause I play bass like a pro clueless and fruitless like an undone to-do list grocery goods, econo foods misery sucks but stumbling through this thoughtless waves at process he's a teenage colossus well I hope you scoped twice cause I didn't wear my glasses ass kissed the class bitch cause a glass of bad gin so he stab birch my lungs hurt cause apples, peppers and a pin one road leads to home the other path to providence I said I never regretted a second of heaven shit on my own I'll find my place in it