Less Less [lyrics]

Shake,

Shake me now, tell me I’m here

In this body, surrounded by love

Break,

Break the sounds so that I hear

Breathy nothings, or lack thereof

Hope, hope for cherry

Bombs blossoming

Hope for the end of wanting wanting

In the 4am glint off the window,

In the white noise hiding in my stereo,

In the tainted skin of my second home,

I want less less

Black,

Purple, pink are your eyelids

Starry specter from a dead bedroom

Mute,

Mute your speak so it’s candid

Blaring so bright, obfuscate the womb

Hope, hope for cherry

Bombs blossoming

Hope for the end of wanting wanting

I’m suspended in disconnect

(Less talk, less truth)

I’m suspended in disconnect

(Less calm, less couth)

In the 4am glint off the window,

In the white noise hiding in my stereo,

In the tainted skin of my second home,

I want less less

From the bar to the grave

From the holes you concave

Disconnect me, disconnect you

I don’t want to, I don’t want to

I’m suspended in disconnect

(Less talk, less truth)

I’m suspended in disconnect

(Less talk, less truth

Less calm, less couth)

In the 4am glint off the window,

In the white noise hiding in my stereo,

In the tainted skin of my second home,

I want less less

Tolerable Allowance

Nobody said it wasn’t as captivating anymore.
It’s the smell of morning coffee
Directly in front of your face.
It’s the feeling of being hungry
After a night of drinking.

It’s the satisfaction of
Being unsatisfied.

It’s the calm in the air,
The quiet nothing of the morning,
The green, all of the green,
The greenery surrounding.
Encapsulating,
Swallowing,
Taking

The man made beauty.
The challenge of it all
You didn’t build this.
But you get to enjoy it.
You get to.
Allowance.
Tolerable allowance

Someone’s always giving you something,
Or taking just away enough to keep you hungry
You are the dog.

Hedonistic Ignorance

I’ll find you in that same hole,
The same one your mother had once dug
And your brothers had chosen to spit in
To make it warm.
I’ll find you there and lay beside you,
Cold.
Cold dirt,
Cold limbs,
Cold breath.
And I’ll get right out.
You have no other.

Piercing ear drum shapes the silence
Beating back and forth in your skull,
Puncturing your brain with incessant dead
Dead nothing, dead dirt, dead silence.
You’ll grab at my nape,
Sink your nails into my throat,
Claim I was never the victor,
And slip back into that hole.
Slip back into that hole.
Back into that hole.
Into that hole.
That hole.
Hole.

I once held a feral being,
It gnawed at my palms as it scrambled
To get away,
Too narrowed by its own existence to realize
That I was the only thing holding it up
From oblivion.
It gnawed until I bled.
It broke the flesh, it tore the ligaments,
It ravaged muscle, cracked the bone.
I just held it tighter.
Until it broke through,
And fell into
Avoidable
Oblivion.

Suspended In Disconnect

I've heard it said that silence is
The sum of all wisdom and all strength, but
We're locked in tension because of it,
Your voice is just a memory.
The clicks and beats of many things
Surround, alleviate at any length, but
Anxiety comes right after it, says
"Is anyone listening?"

Floating

In this body, I can admit to
Feeling
A bit lucid, a bit dreamy.
Apathy for survival,
To succeed
To distance myself from myself from myself
From

Collectively conscious, albeit hopeful
I have successfully detached
This
From me
Whether it’s the pain of wanting
Or the melancholy from giving up
Both are fine. Both are contrived.

Is this success?

American Karma [lyrics]

Between the back and the forth

Where modernity roams

Between the ebb and the flow

Where morality goes

One day you’ll find yourself a

Contemporary lie

Dionysus abides, but your karma aligns

Can you tell me why it’s alright?

I don’t care, no

About your integrity

Or lack thereof:

The new American dream.

The universe tends to unfold

As it should

Sound the alarm:

This weekend horse rides on!

Marquis de Sade

Croons on about your date

One day you’ll find yourself a

Contemporary lie

Can you decide when hedonism dies?

I don’t care, no

About your integrity

Or lack thereof:

The new American dream.

The universe tends to unfold

As it should

Like a burning witch

Sets fire to the sky

Like a politician

Red handed and tried

Karma aligns

The universe is gonna unfold

Just like a glitter bomb smile

Good God, the horror

Of American karma

Good God, the horror

Of American karma

Enjoy

Apathy

It’s a melancholy feeling
When
Someone tells you they have
Fucked
Your previous lover
And you genuinely don’t
Have a reaction to it

When
You genuinely don’t care

It’s a melancholy feeling.

Misfortunate [lyrics]

So who am I to try

And give you sound advice?

I sleep alone behind

A guise of self sacrifice,

It’s just my luck.

Am I the one?

Who drives by your house

To relive coming home to you?

Am I the one?

That cut open the hand

With wounds I licked so lovingly?

I guess I am

Oh I know I am

I choose the wrong route

Black tie & noose

I choose the wrong route

Freudian values

I guess I am

I know I am

Am I the one?

Who can’t let go

Of all the scenes replayed that are too taboo to show?

Communal crimes,

Behind those penetrating eyes

Am I the one?

That picked my own role?

That volunteered to obfuscate at curtain call?

I guess I am

I know I am

I choose the wrong route

Black tie & noose

I choose the wrong route

Freudian values

I guess I am

I know I am

And now, I wait

For hope, for hate

I, don’t, care, no.

Suffer some more

More and more

Same choice and outcome

Guess that’s my luck

Responsible [lyrics]

The laws of attraction

Have permitted us here

It gives me permission

To speak without fear

I now come before you

With no sense of grace

My key is confidence, and

You’re mine without chase

No, I’m not wasted, I’ve just been feeling alone

All alone right now

I’ve gone and made it, a mess of myself and no,

I’m not sticking around

So I get up (I get up)

And I get out (I get out)

The twilight is my guide, I feel it

And I get in (I get in)

Just to let out (to let out)

Fate has matched us up, phI feel it

I was reluctant when I first came out tonight

But then I saw you and now every move is right

I’m not responsible for what I do this night

You got me feeling like a star, I’m burning bright

My mind is buzzing, I know just right words to say

Mind over this matter

I don’t want nothing, just your attention and say

We can’t move much faster

In The Reverse [lyrics]

Expiration dates are laying to waste

On every good thing we have

Under a hot hot beam of itching hot hot needs

Feeling good ain’t so bad

And I know you wanna kill me

But I’m just too clumsy

Stumbling into you to clutch

Everyday is just a way

To dig into the sultry

What I want is more than just love

I’m looking at labels

And getting an angle, okay?

Reversing the process

And seeing my options decay

Hold hands in the cemetery

Look back and feel new things awake

Gothic undertones are sharing

A new mistake

Of yours and mine

Casanova complex having its way

And it won’t seem to die

Having its hot hot say between your hot hot legs

Vice grip on a sharp lie

And I know you wanna be bad

With some good intentions

Close your eyes and open your mouth

Every time I hear you suffer

I can’t help but wonder

Why I keep on digging you out?

I’m looking at labels

And getting an angle, okay?

Reversing the process

And seeing my options decay

Hold hands in the cemetery

Look back and feel new things awake

Gothic undertones are sharing

A new mistake

Of yours and mine

They’re yours and mine

They’re ours

All ours

Feeling around for the bleak,

Taking lovebites together at the dark side of the moon,

We’ve come across our love language.

A dialect of derelicts,

A moan in an empty room.

Everything makes sense to me now,

Now that the tired songs of the lonely are live

When our tongues are braying over each song

And it finally hits your ear,

It’s going to sound like: