“Survival,” “Love is Never Allowed to Exist,” and “In a Public Square”

survival anger that never ending gift given to you by a father that never loved you a mother that cries herself to sleep each night recounting all…


“The Road to Death,” “Pretending to Be Cool,” and “Watching the World Turn to Blood”

the road to death i tell my mother she is on her hardest journey the road to death there is no such thing as going gracefully you’ll watch the body…


“A Sad End to a Beautiful Existence,” “Grunts of Madness,” and “Five Tokes for Whatever at This Point”

a sad end to a beautiful existence listen to your mother cry herself to sleep as you jerk off to some russian beauty with tits that size all you can…


“Creatures of Instinct,” “The End of the Rainbow,” and “Break Your Soul”

creatures of instinct stop to think and you have already fucked it up we are creatures of instinct relying on thoughts is like watching a cat try to…


“For Most of My Life Now,” “All Due to My Childhood,” and “Joyless Existence”

for most of my life now her eyes had a murderous intent i’ve been willing for most of my life now that soft skin the slight tremble of anticipation…


“Numb the Day,” “A Random Day in America,” and “In All the Pain and Misery”

numb the day the fog starts to thicken in the morning and a writer from maine licks his chops i roll over in bed and wonder why the pillows aren’t…


“Soft Landing,” “We All Die in Silence,” and “Laughter is Never Enough”

soft landing i think i was supposed to be your soft landing an easy bounce back after a shitty divorce they obviously never told you about my demons…


“Neatly Broken Streets,” “While I Was Out Grocery Shopping,” and “Sabotage”

neatly broken streets first easter spent in the land of bent spoons, neatly broken streets coltrane is a lonesome memory in an alley down the road i…


“Every Sense of Reality,” “Worth the Pain Anymore,” and “That Sad Sack of Life”

every sense of reality these are the days where i realize i didn’t do enough drugs in my life didn’t open my third eye wide enough to drain every…


“A Certain Elegance,” “Dead Bodies Floating in the Ocean,” and “The Last Day of School”

a certain elegance the old piano your delicate fingers playing something from a few centuries ago there is a certain elegance with how you glide…