Deftones, Biffy Clyro, Yourcodenameis: Milo, Faith No More, Devil Sold His Soul, Eighties Matchbox B-line Disaster, Million Dead, Mastodon, Interpol, System of a Down, Placebo, Korn, The Pixies, The Doors, Mudvayne, Marilyn Manson, Rammstein, Gojira, The Cooper Temple Clause, The Dillinger Escape Plan
Spilling off the streets
and into the gutters.
the white dove flutters
but fails to perform.
his wings are clipped,
short and snipped,
and all as the cirrhotic
gathers and starts to ascend.
I feel the liquid dreams
are exiled into my genes.
their always on the shoulder
of love that grows colder.
Innate from infancy,
the bloody passes down.
forever lying in fate,
the drink that works in wait.
I feel the liquid dreams
are exiled into my genes.
their perched in the cold
in trails of dreams in the soul.
Choice can be ignorance
and ignorance is never bliss.
not in here anyway.
12.2 stone,
I'm growing out of love for this girl,
and her colours running
up the mountain inside.
I'm here with Joe.
he's everything I hate about this town.
If I turn my head just a little to the left,
I could feather my throat.
for the good of the company,
for the good of the men,
who shed their rifles just to carry me home.
I'm here with Mary.
she's everything I hate the name.
I'm so sick of eating my own shit.
I'll send it to NASA
in the hope that one day
they'll make something
more of my own
lack of gravity
I'm here with Dan.
he's everything I hate about myself.
I've been told a virgin
is the new version of the aversive,
and hapless.
I tell them lovers are
all just
novels.
It's bliss until you miss
the stories
punchline.
I am fullfilled without the frail,
and their trail of nervousness.
I awoke naked and glanced around,
just a peek.
My eye was keen and crude for the time...
... But now I'm well-versed
in both shirts and skirts,
I think its time to move on.
I am fulfilled without the frail.
Still insecure, at least I am cured.
I have no pity for witty fools
who lean on the cock,
the cluck and the chick.
They crack the shell
before its time to hatch;
softened and tasty,
on a pillow.
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