through the remains i have been sorting seeking refuge underneath flourescent skies an apocalypse of pity i know she is safe and building her disguise
bracing for the scavengers who reign upon my humble domain fills my face with anger into permanent distortion
i'm ugly getting over you it's what you wanted you're gorgeous running out of me it's what you wanted i'm ugly getting over you i know that you're more beautiful now
everday's survival lesson brings another scarring session to sustain i anticipate a lesion it's a chemical reaction to my pain
7,000 weathered faces hide my beautiful and buried smile sleeping seems to be the greatest medication
i'm switching channels, silly sitcoms are a metronome one beat about half an hour i will shun the radio because i hear my life in every song
brushing off the bottle i become a connoisseur for a night rake the dead grass from the bitter green that's growing wild