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She doesn’t care whether or not he’s an island.

Foggy as a wet machine.

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breakfast is a state of mind and a ever-shifting time

‘I realized these were all the snapshots which our children would look at someday with wonder, thinking their parents lived smooth, well-ordered, stabalized-within-the-photo lives and got up in the morning to walk proudly on the sidewalks of life, never dreaming the raggedy madness and riot of our actual lives, our actual night, the hell of it, the senseless nightmare of the road. All of it inside endless and beginningless emptiness. Pitiful forms of ignorance.’
-Jack Kerouac, On The Road (Part 3, Ch 1)

“We’re all pretty much the same, the only difference is the lies our parents told us.” – A close friend of mine

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As time flies by without us actually paying attention to its flight, the days and lessons I’ve learned have all melted and meld together to form a pool of ideas and thoughts into my aching head.

The garbage piles up, the party never stops, and the beat goes on.

I was sitting in the emergency room with one of my roommates two days ago. Waiting. You know, no matter where I am, no matter what time of day,t here is always a sense of waiting. I watched a girl come out and sit next to another girl with a Kappa Sig sweatshirt on. The girl looked as if she had been crying and never said a word to her Kappa Sig friend. She red from a book, holding her head up. Her gaze seemed distant, and it was obvious her mind was somewhere else. She was called back in before we left.

My roommate said to me as we left, “Everytime I’m here I see how there is always someone with a much bigger problem than me,” (or something of similar effect) and I was taken aback, because pretty much the same thought was rolling through my head, I said “Yeah, I know what you mean.”

That night my mind was going wild, I had the crazy eyes. But there was a moment when I felt IT. You know? Either you do or you don’t. Crow knew what I meant, Ern didn’t. It’s an intangible, unintellageble feeling… you’ll know when you have it. Won’t you? You can see where I all the crazieness came from… can’t you?

Saturday night we had friends over, per usual, and the loud-ass hick-boy’s from upstairs came to complain to us, at like 10? 10:30, maybe even 11, who the hell cares.. on a SATURDAY NIGHT for our music being too loud. Too loud! All day yesterday from above us Crow and I heard “THUMP! THWAP! THUD! THUNK!” for hours. They actually threatened us. Sorta. It’s hard to say. Anyway, the point is… fuck, do they know who I am? No. No they don’t. Anyway, I’m not worried about their threats (and I’ll let them know if they come down here again) cause my parents own this building fools!

How wonderful it would be if I had a hidden stash of money to pay the rent and the bills and put food in my belly! I would continue my path of non-labour, keep on trekking the paths of my mind, figuring out how this odd little machine works, filling it with music and inspiration and creating and dreaming and hoping and breathing! But alas, I need cigarettes and I need drugs and I nened more human interaction so I can meet women and become friends with like-minded individuals and take them out to coffee and invite them to shows and parties at our apartment and woe, behold, I do… life can not continue like this, it’s just not meant to be. I cannot be a bum, and I cannot be free, I can only be me, and I wil continue to be me, within the confines of daily life, let it be.

Caffiend Dreams

Went outside
Blinded by white
Smelled breakfast
As niebhors air out the kitchen
Conversations from above
Shadows in the hall
Down the coffee
Kill the cigarette
A morning not so young
Day seems half gone
But its barely begun
High off lack of sleep
Stoned sober
It’s another day
Dress in sunday best
Its the bestyour gonna get
Heat up more coffee
Liquid thought
Mind two far gone
Need a line
Pull back to reality
Fear you’ll throw me a noose
Life you see
Is the road
No warning signs
To tell you it’s a dead end
So they say
So they told me, my friend
Hours rack up
The music plays off
Water will run
Days just begun
I will drive you to madness
Take me to the bank
Throw all my assets in the lake
Swim in dollar signs
So much green
It’s got to get you high
All the time
The shadows keep moving
Dreams keep knocking
Afraid I’ll never wakeup
So I’m gon’ stay up
Drive you to nowhere
Turn up the radio
Lows will be low
Highs will be high
At least we got some place to go

A Song In My Head (Without Music)

The cracking and the bustling
The hustle and the flow
Why don’t you grab your coffee and go? go, go
‘Cause I can’t speak it to you
But I’ll sing it
Just so youu can know, know, no
So go home, home, home
‘Cause I can’t bare to tell you
That I can’t stand to see you as a staple of my home
So please just get out of Moscow
You’ll never have to know
That I don’t know
And I am ok with the fact that I may never know, no, no, no
So get your beer and leave my home
Because I can’t stand to see you all alone
Alone, lone, woe
And you know that I am alone
So why must you torture me with your pressence
Please leave Moscow
You’ll never have to know who I am
Or what I’ve done
Or what I may have said
To bring a rain down on all your fun
Maybe I’ve metyou
Maybe in another life
You may never know, woe, oh
No,no,no,no,no,no,no,no
So let the rain come down
It can’t be stopped
let the son come up
It can’t be stopped
Let your dreams go out
like a candle in the night
You don’t need to know
Know, no, no, know
Know I am the one who is whetting fingertips
To put out your little fire
So get out of your tent
Pack up your bags
Grab your coffee to go
Get out, get out of Moscow
This is my home, no,no,no
This is our home,no,no,no,oh,woe
You’ll never have to know
You’ll never have to know
You’ll never have to know
You’ll never have to know
You’ll never have to know

The Road Doesn’t Change, They Just Keep Adding Lanes

The moring is over
At least it is for me
I stood by the window
And I watched a girl
Scraping her windows
As she prepared to leave
It’s the same old story
It’s always the same old story
Every little pretty one
Is leaving the city
It’s not because of anything
Anyone like me said
It’s just time to move on
move on with our lives
Move away from all the lies
Maybe it’s just our time
our time to die
In all our glory
Go out with a bang
Before we grow up
And change
Yeah, right
We’ll probably always be the same

forever ever end over end

Where Goest Thou?

She said God is a woman
We should all boq down to
Instead we worship our mother
Mother earth is killing us ith time
‘Cause time is on her side
We travel the man-made roads
With no direction
Looking for our woman who is God
We’re all on this road
Visions in threes-
A shrouded traveler hitching
Always a town behind
He’ll catch up in his time
No direction…
We’re just battling the doldrums
And when the night comes
Our mother is sleeping
A madness gets into our hearts and heads
Only our God can tame us
Can she get to us before that dark traveler?
We just keep on
All of us on the road
No direction
Life is where we’re heading
Three children of the earth
Trying to decide something
In the middle of the night

Wake Up (Temporarily)

Well, I’m not sure what he as thinking
But he said what he had to say
He said to me
You know women lie
You know, you know
Tired and confused
You let it go
Tired and alone
Drift back to sleep

Lost In A Dreamsong

One day I awoke
To believe life is a dream
You’ve got to make the best of it
But then one day
You’ll still be awake
When the sun comes up
And you’ll be awake
When the sun goes down
Wondering when’s the time
When should I get get out of this town?
Oh, you know
I don’t, I don’t
We’ll never know if we got it right
We’ve got to believe
We can be anything at all
If only you try
But tonight I’m sure you’ll die
For the millionth time

Candy Nose

I’m just trying to relate
But I lost intrest
In most the human race
Well at least I try
I will keep on trying
I don’t want to let you
I don’t want to let you down
well I don’t give a damn
About international affairs
We’re running amok
There will never be an end to these wars
But what about this fight back home?
The struggle to get through our modern world
Hey, Candy, can you
Can you make it through?
Or will you melt away
Just like our nights into days
Well, Candy knows it’s a struggle
So I am told
Candy knows as much as I have told
But there is so much in here
I can’t stand to watch
As this race goes on without end
Between 6 am and 6 pm
I will hold a moritorium
For Candy doesn’t know
No, X does not know
About candy nose, no
And family, no, they don’t-
But I said all the right words
I told DS how special we were
But I guess thats how it goes
Hope in days I will be able to show
Something for this struggle
But a lack of memory
And a lack of taste
Will leave someone of them wondering
Just what it takes
We all hate to be alone
I wish I could compensate her lack of love
But it would only brew some kind of distaste
Leading me to worry
Oh, the future freaks us all out
I know that Candy is the only one
At least the only one to take hold recently
So scratch away question marks on the walls
waste away the day with nicoteen
And smoke circles the room like our drifting thoughts
Ticking away like madness
This could be as good as it gets
Candy, I miss you
Maybe it’s time to turn off the phone
Get lost in a dream
Say the words that scream
In the end we’ll never be alone
A fact I have come to believe in
Accidents happen and I am accident prone
So if Candy knows
Maybe there will be no more Candy Nose
And if family knows
Then maybe all the running
Means we have no where to go

sober

Reality Is What You Want

Well it sure is something
When you wake up all alone
At five o’clock in the afternoon
Who said life’s supposed to make sense?
So you’ve lost another day
To laziness they’ll say
And you’ll go to the bar around nine
Saw her drive by with someone she calls a brother
But it’s not you
And you haven’t heard from her in quite some time
We ate all of Dave’s fries
Drank all of his drink
While they played some songs
And we lost our minds
Forget how to think
Can I, Can I, Can I get a refill on this drink?
Who told the waitress I’m not twenty one?
Well aint it something tto wake up broke?
It’s about ten o’clock and reality is setting in
So damn tempted to call her
In the middle of a coversong
Say hey, how you know I’m not the one?
My insatiable lust for love has dressed me like a clown
Lost my step
Forgot my way
And lost my crown
Fucked up running through the streets
Singing; ‘I am not the kind!’

Reality Bites Into Fiction

So here I am alone again
Sitting in my bedroom
Stereo pumping out familiar tunes
And when the record skips
Do I skip too?
Do I loose a second
Does my heart skip a beat?
I remember nights
When the rain rufused to stop
And I remember crying on the way home
You always did that to me
This apartment room
May very well one day be
Someone’s tomb
Lest we forget
So go on with your ha, ha, ha
And take off your clothes
Make a violent display
Scream to the heavens
You’re confusions
Let out your demons
You’re only doing the best you can
So there you go off
Drunk again
There was a scene
And now all we’ve seen is dead
We should probably get used to it
But we don’t
So here’s to our holes in the ground
I’m sure by some twist of fate
We’ll end up rotting on the same hill
The one covered in our families
And our friends
Holes waiting to be dug up
Lives waiting to end
Someone needs to flip the record!
We need to hear the rest of this album
Smoke a cigarette whilst listening to our favorite songs
Theres so much goddamn fun left to be had
So let’s move on
Cause you know they say
They say that being sober
It’s great
Well you can take it
And you can shove it
That’s what I say
I am not the king
And this is not my hometown
You are less than a memory
I am not even around
Everyone is talking about it
Aint it getting so old?
Well won’t you slave with me?
Come to the underground
We’ll build an inverted skyscraper
50 stories below
Where we can get warm
Get away from the neverending snow
Signs of a season
We used to love and know
But now we look back and all we see
Is bitter memories
Spending time with families
Theres blood on the snow
From where he did lay
And there was hope in his eyes
Well, there was
But not today
So someone took off thier clothes
Made a violent display
See the bloodstains
And the sploches
From where the Sea Men lay
Love is fleeting
The ship’s already left this bay
She is yelling and screaming
She is gripped tight
Letting out the demons
And that was the last time I saw her cry

i am a popsicle, you are a consumer

Time & Trials Messured In Miles
I got no job
A beat up car
And no motives
Just a couple twenties
And some bad ideas
Don’t know how this gets started
Just know how it ends
And I lied awake last night
Holding my cell phone tight
Got drunk and gave you a call
Waited and waited some more
Woke up today
And you had very little to say
Now I am sitting in a parking lot
With a bottle full of pills
And no new ideas
Of where to go
Or what to do
And I don’t know how it’ll start
I just know that it’s gotta end sometime
Everything ends
And I know how

So here’s a twenty dollar bill
Hope I get my fill
I’ve still got a homefull of your things
I hope that means you’ll be returning
But all I’ve heard from you
Is that you’re sorry too
Forget everything you think you know about me
I don’t want to hear what he has to say
I’m home on Saturday
And Sunday night
Let’s keep on going
Monday through friday
All I need to do is create
Money is always a luxary
Will the rent check be late?

Someone want to buy a little piece of me?
I’m selling my heart
I’ll keep my soul
But there’s bloody little strips of me
Scattered from here to the shore
So if you find them
You can keep them
And if you want some more
I’m sure no price is too low
I am a little scab
In the back of your mind
And you won’t get me on the phone
I won’t get you alone
No, not again, no
But a man can dream
And a man can hope
I’ve not lost at all
I just gave up
I never thought this day would end
I felt you breathing
You will not call
Will I see you there
Will you ever step foot inside this home?
And my mind races a million miles per hour
Thoughts of what to do next
Time wasted with my ex
A job worth leaving
Money that’s gone out the window
I’ll be forever greatful to you
I don’t want anything
But I want everything
Why must you stay forever in my mind?

I’m a slave to every positive notion
Chained down to all the comotion
Needing, wanting, dreaming, drinking
Forget everything you know about me
This could be a new begining
I’ve done my time
Trials messured in miles
A slave to everything
And the life you choose will always come first

drown

Watch Them Knock All Of Eachother Over

I am not my job
I know it’s your life
But I’m in this world for the art
I lost my soul once
And I won’t sell it now
So I had to go
She understands
And her words burn in my mind
Next to memories of her
With tears in her eyes
And I bet she will never know
That I cried on the drive home
And when she said she’d miss me
I did not reply
Because I don’t want her to know
I still think about her all the time
And it’s still unreal
I will wake up
Not knowing how to feel
I don’t know now
And I won’t know when I sober up
I just want to rest
I just want to shake this out of my head
I need to move on
Go on and create
But money is always a reason to hesitate

the music high going 95

Hazy Nugget pt 1

Lying in my bed
Darkness fills the room
Quilt over my head
It’s four in the morning
Or maybe it’s five
Something in my brain tell’s me I’m dying
But I can feel the sadness
So I know I am alive
The tables turn around
They do so, so fast
Waking up down the street
And at the turn of a leaf
I am laying next to
Who
Oh, it doesn’t matter anyway
I told my friends and family
I was happy
And everythig was O.K.
Had a girl in my bed
And things were falling in place
But I must be losing my mind
I am floating around in space
Come home and nothig is the same
I have been in a haze all these days
Dreaming of waking up
He said, ‘It’s got to end soon’
But the next day he said
This rides’ got no brakes
And I agree
Lying in my bed
A lamp lights the room
It’s five in the morning
Or maybe it’s six
I am losing my head
I gave up
That’s what I said
I gave up caring on Christmas day
Forgot sometime between then and today
And now I am rembering
All the pain I was in
As I sober up
Or have I sobered up at all?
For day’s and day’s
I was in a haze
Some kind of lust
You cannot push me away
You pull me close
And you flirt the most
When I can’t even speak a word
Because of what you have seen
And what you have heard
Oh I am falling out
I am falling out of my mind
I am running in circles
Waiting for you to leave me behind
But you where never here in the first place
Oh, now I sit awake at night
Wondering if I’ll ever find a wife
I will smoke my lungs away
Because I cannot see past the day
Who knows where I will lay
And who knows how I will eat
I don’t care
As long as I am high
I can get by
Forget this
I gave up carring
Christmas has always sucked in some way
Now today is just another day
And I will fall in step
Like every other day
I will try to rebel
With my mohawk
And my mutton-chops
And my job-stopper tattoo
On a run-amok course
To be self-employed
Live off art
I will never find a bride
And I will never be alright
I will be reluctant to let my lovers fall by the side
I will never be all right
No, I will never be alright
This is just the life I’ve chosen

Hazey Nugget pt 2

I have been dying all night
You’re not here
And you’re not mine
And I don’t care
I’ve lost my mind
Fell down by the wayside
This aint love
We established that
And when I said
I said
If there is a next time
And you giggled
And you smiled
And I melted like popsicle
Now they call me Mr. Bitterness
I close my eyes
And I wake up holding my pillow
It’s not you
not htat I wanted it to be
So I closed the door
And I hide inside
And maybe I cried
But mostly I died
I’ve been dying all day long
TO die all night
And then I will sit and write
Because it’s all I can do
WheN I am coming home to no one new
Not that I wish it were you

Triangle

He think’s she is fly
And she is a bit creeped out
And guy number two
Well, he likes her two
They had a thing once
But guy one doesn’t know
no, he doesn’t know
Guy two spent many a night
In bed at her side
And somethin’ happened once
But if guy two said so
Would one belive? No.

Dream Like Prayer

It’s nearly six in the morning
And I am still rolling
I can’t stop waking
I’ve been awake for far to long
Soon the wheels will be spinning
The morning over
And the day in full swing
But first I need to get some sleep
Smoking cigarettes in the kitchen
Listening to Cake
My body won’t settle in
I just want to be alone
Sleep until I can’t no more
I just want to wake from a full rest
Forget the job
And fuck the rest
I just want to wake up and be the best
No, no, no time
no, no, I just want to be alone
For a moment
Collect my senses
But now I am senseless
Oh, God, give me a better day than the rest
I will never change
no, I can’t ever change
And the price we pay is steep
We’ve gotten into the fire
It’s burning on top of the lake
And we will keep silent
As our pasts burn through the night
And I will never change
Throwing glances across the empty room
If I where you
I’d hate me too

waking…?

Something From A Dream
This here is
A step in the right direction
A self declaration
I am living
At least I can say
I am breathing
Oxygen some days
A monsterous robot
Is chasing me down in my dreams
And blowing smoke
Into my lungs
He is me in everyway
He is not me
I am not a machine
I am taking steps
In better directions
I am
Taking time
To die
All alone
Don’t want to wake
You’re not the sun!
I am
Making my way
Into a world
Where I
May not belong at all
but I believe in me
And I ca do anything
With twice as much heart
And all my soul
Give you something
Maybe meaningful

5:49

Mutilate Me

I love love
So much that it hurts
My head
Your heart
Hit me with your darts
I’ll give you your best shot
In the dark
And if you hit the right spot
I will fall apart
Mutilate me
No one can save me

Asleep In The Gallery (Bleed)

I was asleep
Until I pricked my finger
On the windshield wiper
See the footprints
In the fresh snow?
You will not see the blood
Because it did not flow
No, not for long
Maybe it was ice
or your words
Razor sharp
And there’s a discomfort
When I write
Oh well…
Pain is all plessure
When you don’t care anymore
So why care?
Sit back
I’ll smoke a cigarette
Does it get much better than this?
After wirk
I come home and get stoned
Does it get much better than this
Say I am bphemian
I say I will live off my art
You don’t believe me
Does it need to go much further than this?

I Am A Rock And You Are A Stone

I am picking at a scab
Just like you picking at your guitar
Little girl
You don’t have to do
What they all tell you to
But when the words come out
The scab is peeleed
On both sides of the battlefield
Blood was shed
Yeah, you’re words draw blood
So come on little girl
You don’t have to be
What they all want you to be
No one is perfect
So stop striving so damn hard
You’ve got to live your life
Doin’ what you do
And someday you’ll find someone
Singig along
And maybe to my suprise
They’l be singing my song
The one you wrote for…
The only one that came as a suprise to me
So how’s it gonna be?
Are either of us going to land on our two feet?
I’ve got a lot of angry things to say
Maybe it’s the weather
Or maybe karma’s catchin’ up with me
So save me the gory details girl
I don’t need to flirt with your world
So call me Mr. Bitterness
I’m just sick and tired of this
Or maybe it’s just you
Or maybe I don’t have a damn clue
So, girl, give me your best shot
Pick at me like a scab
And show the world what’s underneath
I’m just a fraud
But one goddamn good lover
You’ll  never forget me

Mind Under The Spin Light

And I’ve got a hunger
And I’ve got a hunger
And I have got a hunger
yearning and burning
Inside my chest
I hunger
And I have a thirst
I have got a thirst
I thirst for some plessure
I will bring nothig to the table
Because I am a loser
But you gotta understand man
Winning is easy
And I have a yearning
I have a yearning
And a burning
And a butterfly inside
And I have a hunger
I’ve got a hunger
I’ve got a hunger
And you’re just not it
no, we won’t let you in
…Paper,

Live/Love
God is dead
No point in creation
You don’t know
And I am unsure
If I believe
In love
She is a harsh mistress
Love is dead
And the nation reaks of sex
Love is dead
No point in conseption
You don’t know
Alive!
Social suicide
We are all
Living to die
So sell your soul
Turn on the darkness
And section of
Mutilate me!

write your way into the fire

“Dear all powerful being,
Would you please send zombies to the earth?
Thank you,
-Chris”

Blankets (Cigarette Burns)

The earth is blanketed in gray
And we are sleeping life away
Let the winter chill in
Windows cracked ’cause I breathe smoke
The day crawls by
Gotta gotta work
Gotta pay those bills
Keep up this party lifestyle
So we never have to come down
I wish I could sleep all day like you
But I am afraid
Afraid I may miss something new
Who needs to dream
When we live like this
Art will not boost my finances
But I’d rather follow my heart
Than forever be stuck in a temp job
I can’t be so restricted
I need freedom
A creature of independence
Oh baby, do you miss me?
I’m begining to forget
Lets snuggle under the blankets
Looks like they’ll stay all year
We got a fresh start
And I don’t know who you are
I am a cigarette butt in an ashtray
You are fresh air
And I don’t know your name
I won’t go back
I won’t, no
Here we go again
Back at the start
My brainds the burger
And my hearts the bitter buffalo

Untitled

we walk the earth
like gods among men
we believe we are
something
but we are rats
spat on
rained on
nothing is ever enough
but we believe we are free
we are hopefully
but i wont be the optimist here
baby, no
oh, please, please, dont reply
please dont reply
i should be laughing right now
oh, did god set the world on fire?
i do belive god set us on fire
heres to the future!
Hey, Hey!

We are a godless nation
Godless people!
We fall asleep
While the preacher rambles on
Under the steeple
And we bare our cross!
‘Round our necks
In gold and silver
Idolize!
Burn your bridges
Godless people
With godless hopes and aspirations
Sleeping through life like a sunday morning
We are a hopeless nation!
A dreamless people!
We tear down walls
To build up a steeple
We praise our gods
Of green and red
The blood flows strong
Thats what they said
Why are you waiting?

Existential Movie In Yr Brain

The scene was dark
Blue light and a lava lamp
The mood was laid back
Thre were no setbacks
Incense flowed through the air
And he was sitting there
By the kitchen stove
Smoking a cigarette
yeah, he was smoking in the kitchen
He was smoking in the kitchen
He was smoking in the kitchen

Car Crash Nightmare (Walk Through Hell)

We’re killing time
Leaving blood trails
All over the damn place
Does it matter
Who gets i our way?
Who are they?
Cause we’re here to stay
I am not a goddamn machine
And I aint no athiest
I was born and raised to believe
But now all I believe is
That god is dead
And religion is a crutch
There is something beyond this world
And we get there through drugs
We get there from dreams
We get there from believing
So what are you believing?
And whats that in your godamn hand
That you’re eatin?
I am a siner a liar a hater and a fighter
But I am a believer and a dreamer
A midnight screamer
It’s hell inside my mind
And smoke caresses my lungs sometimes
So who the hell do you think you are?
You aint a machine
And you aint a fuckin’ rock star
You are a heathen who is clean air breathin’
You wear white to show you’re pure
But your girlfriedn is a whore
So why you angry?
I only come to you with stark honesty
I am your friend
I could be your lover
I could be your son or daughter
I could be your mother or your father
I am just another sinner
Walking through hell
God may be dead
And I may come back a crow
Reminding you there is darkness
And you may never survive it

1-Up

1 hour goes by
Time, dies
2 hours go by
Time’s lost
3 hours go by
Time begin’s to fly
4 hours go by
When did Time pass us by?
5 hours go by
This trip aint over
6 hours go by
You swear your gonna die
7 hours go by
You can barely remember why
8 hours go by
You ask me how the hell can I drive?
9 hours go by
You lie awake and ask
How did the time pass us by?
10 hours go by
And you still can’t figure out why

L. Doppleganger

I saw you running around with a lighter
You’re such a fucking liar!
Why where you starting fires?
This whole city is a’blaze
Everyone is dying
And your just dying to live
Seek the thrill!
Take out the needle to your skin like a drill
Pump into your system
You claim you are the victim
Well I say fuck your war
And I say give me the gun
You can’t escape the fires that you set
…thena bullet through my head
Did You See Him?

11:57, and where is your mind?
You lost your soul in the gutter
Now the rain washed it away
And you didn’t even otice
because you were i bed all day
You wake up to smoke a cigarette
And then who cares what goes down next
It’s anybodies guess
We love it
When were living
And thats all we have to do
When you don’t have to work
The world seems so much less cruel
But you gotta go back
Gotta go back
Get outta the sack
The devils smiling at you in the rearview mirror
I feed off of you
I feed off of you
I feed off of your artistic energy
Even if you don’t know me
I’m sucking you away like a vampire
I got the horrors of hell in my mind
and they need more victims
So they pour out my demons
Into print and pen
Creating little pieces of myself
That you may not like
I can not tell
So follow me down
We’re already in hell
Maybe we can drill our way out
Did you see the devil last night?
Wake the bright morning light
You get away only to find
A few years down the road
There’s the devil in your rearview mirror