Alex Abolition

FreeP Lyrics

Left Them Dead

I left my idols laying dead in the corner of the room

Blood soaked and smelling like shit

Honestly I'm offended you'd assume

They weren't asking for it

It's just so complicated

I knew you wouldn't understand

And I'm so sorry

I'm not who you wanted me to be

I left my hopes and dreams at the bottom of a well

They're filling it with their tears

How long they'd last I really couldn't tell

It might have taken years

But things are so much better

Now that they are gone

And I'm so sorry

I'm not who you wanted me to be

And I'm so tired of you telling me what to do

It's clear it didn't work for you

And I'm so sorry

I'm not who you wanted me to be

I left my past in a pool of kerosine

Blinded and abused

I could hardly think through the sound of it's screams

Totally consumed

I miss it from time to time

But it never did me any good

And I'm so sorry

I'm not who you wanted me to be

Sacramento River

I could give a shit if I ever see you again but

Sometimes I miss you

Guess I just miss idle cigarettes when I had

Nothing else to do

On the days so hot that I'd have thought

The sun could melt some gold

You sat there motionless and you soothed my heart

Because you looked so fucking cold

Hey Sacramento River oh-whoa-oh

I wouldn't call this joy just a break from the

Depression

All that time spent hating what I had hasn't brought me anything

And that's the most important lesson

People come and people go but the river always flows

It never knows where it's going

I don't know where I'm going

But I know that I'll get there

Empty Eyes

Good morning empty eyes it seems you'll never blink again

You know it's hard to believe that this is the end

There's doesn't seem to be a thing that'll quell this pain

It's consumed my mind and it's in my veins

If I know anything I know I'll be

Thinking of your empty eyes endlessly

There's a note on the door but I just want to forget

All these ghosts and bad dreams in dark silhouettes

But they're in every song and every TV set

Reenacting all the moments we regret

All these last goodbyes fall on deaf ears

And sit on the floor with our wasted tears

Like a flame that's put out by a breeze

And leaves us in darkness as we freeze

Good morning empty eyes I'll never see you again

It's so damn hard to believe this wound will mend

But the pain fades away day by day

Honestly there are times I wish it would stay

Virus In The System

We're all fucking sick so why aren't we in bed

There's a virus in the system 'least that's what the doctor said

Do you think there's a chance we will make it out alive

To be honest there are days I hope I won't survive

Despite the pressing urge I'll tell you now I'll never quit

There was a time of speculation but now we're living this shit

And though we all fuck up and we all fall down

The only thing that matters is we're never gonna drown

It all started out such a long time ago

On the days we were born into this world we'd outgrow

We had all these aspirations all these fucking dreams

But the world doesn't care about our half-baked schemes

So like a misanthropic parasite that always wants more

We consume and we consume until we destroy what we adore

I don't know if there's a solution but I know I'm gonna try

All we can ever do is fight until we die

Like soldiers in a foxhole there are days we never move

Instead we sit and wait for the situation to improve

And though there's not a damn thing that we can know for sure

You can mark my fucking words complacency isn't a cure

'Cause like the soldiers in a foxhole there are times we never breathe

As we pray for an end to this cycle of reprieve

Is it better to know you're dead than hope you're alive

If I die spread the word I don't wanna be revived

And like the battered warriors who've lost the will to fight

I'm never quite sure we'll make it through the night

I know it's pessimistic but confidence

Seems to take without recompense

And we may be fucking sick but we've burnt these beds

'Cause we're damn well sure the infection's in our heads

It took some time but we can now see

The world won't relent so neither will we

Make Them Scream

Come with me into the great unknown

We'll live each day like it was Halloween

We'll raise some hell everywhere we stop

You know we'll make them scream

We're a freak show no one wants to see

The heroes no one wants to be

If you say the word we'll cross the line

And become what they can't define

We'll be a forgotten memory

Within the clutches of insanity

Embracing our mortality

Lovely insanity

We'll be the nightmare that they try to hide from

Trip and fall as they run from

But they never can escape from us

No the can't escape from us

News For You

You say I shouldn't be so full of hate

You say I shouldn't self deprecate

You say I shouldn't drink the way I do

Well I've got news for you

I don't give a fuck what you want

Audience Of None Lyrics

Under Stormy Skies

Like the spiders we swallow while we're asleep

There are times we're far too desperate

If we continue to sow everything we reap

Soon enough we'll be shoveling shit

And though the day may soon come when it's over and done

I find it far more probable that

On the days that we die be it by age or by gun

There will be nothing worth smiling at

So we said hey

Let's fight for what's good

And we said hey

We've been misunderstood all our lives

But we said hey

It's not black and white

And I said hey

Everything seems alright under stormy skies

Like the ghost in this machine we never asked to be alive

But now that we're here we're taking a stand

It isn't enough to merely survive

But that's something that few understand

And like the church bells that ring while innocents die

Ignorance is the name of the game

How little you know and how little you try

Is the means to earn your acclaim

Like the church bells that ring while innocents die

Ignorance is the name of the game

How little you know and how little you try

Is the means to earn your acclaim

But the howl of the wind and the patter of rain

When the skies are cloudy and gray

Gives me hope I can't begin to explain

In the end all you can do is say hey

Image of an Outcast

You're so obsessed with the image of an outcast

That you cast out anyone who tries to get close to you

So you can wallow in a pit of self sympathy

And pretend that it's them who deserted you

If this is what you are inside

Then I'm glad you're fucking gone

At the very fucking least

You gave me another song

I know your mama didn't treat you right

And that's clearly left its scar

But that doesn't come even fucking close

To excusing who you are

For two years I tried everything I could

To maintain our friendship while you withdrew

And now you have the fucking audacity to say

That it's me who turned on you

Rhymes With

Eat an orange if you feel a twinge

Put some oil on that door hinge

Go on a binge that'll make you cringe

A lot of shit rhymes with orange

Empty Eyes

Good morning empty eyes it seems you'll never blink again

You know it's hard to believe that this is the end

There doesn't seem to be a thing that'll quell this pain

It's consumed my mind and it's in my veins

If I know anything I know I'll be

Thinking of your empty eyes endlessly

There's a note on the door but I just want to forget

All these ghosts and bad dreams and dark silhouettes

But they're in every song and every TV set

Reenacting all the moments we regret

All these last goodbyes fall on deaf ears

And sit on the floor with our wasted tears

Like a flame that's put out by a breeze

And leaves us in darkness as we freeze

Good morning empty eyes I'll never see you again

It's so damn hard to believe that this wound will mend

But the pain fades away day by day

Honestly there are times I wish it would stay

Human Skull

I wanna buy a human skull

But they're really fucking expensive

I'd totally buy a human skull

If they weren't so damn expensive

Attention Whore

It seems you're desperate for attention

But the more you get the more of it you want

I know it's too late for prevention

And there's no fucking way you'll ever stop

But the way you behave it nauseates me

And I don't understand how you fail to see

You're not a fucking rebel or an odd one out

You're just a sheltered stupid shit given too much clout

It seems you're venting your aggression

Through a teenage drama lens

But your paint by numbers acting out

Is a means without an end

I see you're looking for attention

Yeah any kind at all

But no one here is on your side

They're just waiting to see you fall

Whiskey Earmuffs

The truth is I love whiskey

More than I like you

And I'd rather just get drunk alone

Than spend the night with you

So I'll drink 'til I can't hear you

If I can hear you I won't care

'Cause in the realm of nuisances

To you no one can compare

The way I hear it you've been a waste of life

Since the day you were fucking born

And the consensus around here's

When you die no one will mourn

You're a stupid fuck and it's just my luck

You'd come around and bother me

And my eyes will be as dry as the Mojave

When you finally leave

Rumor has it that you've died before

But the devil he couldn't stand you

So he sent you back with a mighty smack

And cursed the world to fucking keep you

Now you're hanging around all the fucking time

You've got me bleeding from my ears

And the only respite I've found

Is in empty bottles of beer

Everything Sucks

Everything sucks today

And there is no fucking shelter

Everything sucks today

But tomorrow will be better

I know it's tough to see the light

When the tunnel seems so long

All I can say is it relents

If you just hold on

Fuck everyone else

They've no idea what's killing you

I know their ignorant consolations

Are fucking salt in the wound

They're wrong it isn't all okay

And there's no solace in those lies

You're not some pathetic mess

With which to sympathize

I know that there are times

When you're your own worst enemy

And waiting 'til the end of the day

Seems like eternity

So if you gotta get drunk or high or boned or stoned

That's what you fucking gotta do

Don't let anyone's stupid judgments

Fucking affect you

Love Triangles

Love triangles are fucking played out

Seen it a million times before know what they're all about

It's an outdated plot device that needs to die

Take it out back and shoot it in the eye

But to make a story with a conclusion that ain't foregone

Add seventeen people and make a love dodecahedron

Red Room

These eyes have seen many things

This heart has longed for the rain to come

But there's something quite deranged

About the writing on these window panes

Thunderclaps pierce my ears

Echos of my wasted years

And somewhere far away

My portrait is in disarray

This room's so fucking red

That it's burning blood stains in my head

And these brokenhearted walls

Shed no tears they have no regrets at all

And nothing even comes close

To the pain I felt in my bones

Each and every day

Loving and hating that you were away

There's a burning in my chest

Brought by fear and lack of rest

There's an anchor on my tongue

Hanging squarely in my lung

But they melt in photographs

And they're carving X's in my back

Because they're anything but true

Nothing but reflections of you

Intervention

You say I should be more like you

I don't wanna be more like you

Your life's a piece of shit

And I want no part of it

It's time for an intervention

Put an end to your condescension

You've got no fucking right

To tell me how to live my life

If you have all the answers

Then the answers don't seem to do much goo

If you've got it all fucking figured out

Why can't you take what I've withstood

The truth is you don't know a fucking thing

You've heard you ain't understood

So shut your fucking mouth

Let me be what you never could

It's true that I've fucked up

We both know that I'll fuck up again

When you fall you stay down on the floor

I always get up in the end

Whereas you blame everyone around

For the problems in your life

I own every stupid mistake

And I pay the fucking price

Gravedigger

Like a suicide on the subway tracks

You're fucking up everyone's day

I know your life is empty

But it's not our fault things turned out that way

Abuses of trust and lies that disgust

Have gotten you where you are

At one point you seemed redeemable

But now it looks like you've fallen too far

It'll take a gravedigger to find your heart

Because it's buried deep underground

In a coffin marked do not disturb

In a place that remains never found

You epitomize everything we can't stand

Your morals have calloused with time

Narcissistic and pessimistic

To you everthing's a victimless crime

The ice-cold blood that runs through your veins

Does not excuse that you revel in pain

Your touch is caustic your words are noxious

All you ever do is pass the blame

You've destroyed any semblance of good in yourself

Put your integrity up on the shelf

You derive pleasure from fucking up lives

And never pause to ask yourself why

So I'll take up a shovel and dig 'til it hurts

And I strike that thick wooden box

And I'll set it ablaze 'til it burns away

Disregarding its many locks

I'll take that heart in a still tired hand

And I'll run it through with a knife

And smile because somewhere you're on the floor

Desperately clinging to life

Audience Of None

Should the moon never shine again

Should the dawn never come

Should everything we love find its end

For an audience of none

As the ground crumbles beneath your feet

As the horizon burns

As the Earth itself seems to weep

A subtle song that's never heard

Would you lament the sudden fall

Of the life you gave your all

Or would you welcome the embrace

Of the end that you await

If from this slumber we never wake

If we're already done

If we're only meant to lay in wait

For the audience of none

When the wind whispers lullabies

For a time already gone

And when there seems to be no compromise

Is it even worth going on

Don't Be Afraid

Don't be afraid of the skeletons in your head

Don't be afraid of all the tears you've shed

They can't hurt you now we'll put them in their place

Just give it time it's a hell of a lot to erase

Just light the match

Sit back and watch them scream

In the cleansing fire

That's fueled by gasoline

Don't be afraid of the monsters in your bed

I won't rest 'til every single one is dead

They've haunted you for far far too long

But you can relax now that they are gone

Just strike the match

Sit back and watch them scream

In the cleansing pyre

That's fueled by kerosene

Broken Record

Say again what is the justification of this act

It seems to me that it's an attack

On what I choose to believe

But I'm just so naive

The broken record well it slows

And that just goes to show

That everything must arrive at an end

But there's still time to amend

All the problems we made but I must admit

I'm afraid our attempts will end in shit

What's the point when the point is lost

It's a sad sad story but that's the cost

Boring Guitar and Bad Singing Lyrics

Boring Guitar & Bad Singing

Play me a song with boring guitar and bad singing

As long as it's got words that inspire some thinking

It seems that these days there's so little to believe in

But these three worn out chords carry so much meaning

Songs of sadness songs of rage

Songs about getting the fuck up on stage

And having the courage to say what is right

Songs about getting the fuck through the night

To hell with the preachers they're always wrong

All I want is a punk rock song

A song about unity a song with some teeth

A song about taking the sword from its sheath

Tonight Tonight

Tonight tonight you won't bother me no more

Tonight tonight I'll leave you at the fuckin' door

Tonight tonight I'll drink 'til there's a smile on my face

Yeah tonight I'll put you in your fuckin' place

Today I woke up feeling a little older

Today I woke up feeling a little colder

A little bolder with a chip up on my shoulder

Today I wished that it was over

Today it seems all my words were lies

Today I laughed just to hide

Today I failed at every fucking thing I tried

Today I choked on swallowed pride

Today I was a fucking mess

Today I thought shit can't get worse than this

My motivation drowning in a puddle of piss

With nothing but a death-wish

Dinostain

There's a stain in my shower that looks like a dinosaur

I'm not fucking around it's right there on the floor

It looks like its tail was hurt in an attack

But it's a fucking T-Rex so I bet that it bit them back

Children With Handguns

Our loose lips have sunken ships all across the great pacific

Yeah every captain prays to the stars he won't be next

Our ignorance is trumped only by our arrogance

Our hubristic avarice has not been met

We are nothing but children with handguns

Bringing about ruin for everyone

We'll blow this world away to kingdom come

Then dance in the ashes just for fun

Our idle hands are clutching crucifixes baring selfish benedictions

Non-believers have no fucking right to live

Behold our righteous conflagration spreading all across the nation

As the heathens die we will forgive

Well our bark has got some bite we're always looking for a fight

So you'd better get the fuck out of our way

'Cause this tank has got a backseat driver bringing blood death and fire

Waving our flag we save the day

Oxford Commas

Keep your Oxford Commas off my lawn

Keep your Oxford Commas off my lawn

They're redundant punctuation I don't want 'em I don't need 'em

Said keep your fucking Oxford Commas off my lawn

Good Luck Losers

The nights we forget give us another to live

Like collecting the water that leaks through a sieve

Health conscious is vacant when you envy the dead

Each day's a struggle just a fight with our heads

The battle draws blood and takes some skin

Sometimes the cost of victory overshadows the win

We've got a bright no future in this dark age

We're the good luck losers who don't mind being strange

We won't keep quiet we've got a lot on our tongues

There's an impending riot burning in our lungs

The days we survive are what gives us our strength

To face the things most keep at an arm's length

But the days are too long it seems the night never comes

The time when the world is put under our thumbs

But we are patient monsters so much more than brawn

So we'll haunt this fucking city 'til the break of dawn

We've got a bright no future

We are the good luck losers

And we won't keep quiet

No we won't keep quiet

Dread The Day

I still remember when we first locked eyes

You were smoking under the night sky

You made a home in the dumbest part of my head

And now you're pulling at its threads

Wanted to throw everything aside

And sit down next to you

But this ain't a perfect world and nothing can compare

To what I want of you

I dread the day that I'm drunk enough to finally ask your name

'Cause it'll only get worse from there

You're so close and yet so fucking far away

I just want you to stay there

Now I'm wasting away the day

Strumming a folk song letting my mind wander away

To rainy days crashing waves and howling wind

Hold you close keep the warmth in

Would you be satisfied

Just hating life with me

It doesn't matter because I'm incapable of feeling love

And I could never care enough

Here Comes The Storm

It seems like some days the sky means to crush you

It comes on in waves as if to prepare you

But there's no preparation that'll do any good

As if anything could

And here comes the storm overtaking the city

Torrential rain will soak all beneath thee

Just hold on 'til dawn the clouds will then break

And nothing but memories will be left in their wake

It seems like some days your heart cries for rescue

But cry as it may there's no one to hear you

Because existence is sundered and you're on your own plane

And any resistance is in vain

Numb

I've tried to explain this a million times

The thoughts that are always in the back of my mind

When they rise it kills me from deep inside

And there's nowhere I can hide

I don't feel much love

Wishing I was dead has made my heart too rough

How could I love you when I hate myself so much

That I use this hatred as a crutch

I'm so fuckin' sick of the thoughts in my brain

You know they're driving me insane

They're bitter they're angry and they hate what I've become

They hurt so bad they've made me numb

I've tried to explain this a million times

It's like describing color to the blind

This feeling's one most can't hope to comprehend

It's a wound that you can't mend

Mrs. Elizabeth

Dear Mrs. Elizabeth who died on Halloween

Did you go calmly in a pleasant dream

Or were you bound gagged and tortured 'til you couldn't take a breath

Did you close your eyes and realize that you'd gladly welcome death

Break my bones and slit my throat

So full of shit I just might choke

In the end we're all the same

A meal for the worms a picture of decay

And all our exploits will be forgotten

By the old dead and rotten

But from the tips of my toes to the maggots in my lungs

I swear our song will be sung

A rose by another name would smell just as sweet

But the roses are all gone replaced by the concrete

The prickles and the goo can't agree on what to do

But the world's still the same regardless of your view

It doesn't matter what I think someday we might all drown

When this tower of turtles comes crashing down

But we can swim to the nearest sinking ship

And sit on the mast as we watch it all slip away

Make Them Scream

Come with me into the great unknown

We'll live each day like it was Halloween

We'll raise some hell everywhere we stop

And you know we'll make them scream

We're a freakshow no one wants to see

The heroes no one wants to be

If you say the word we'll cross the line

And become what they can't define

We'll be a forgotten memory

Within the clutches of insanity

Embracing our mortality

Lovely insanity

We'll be the nightmares that they try to hide from

Trip and fall as they run from

But they never can escape from us

No they can't escape from us

New Beginning

This is the end of a chapter in our lives

It's written here in black white and red

For the rest of our short lives

We'll remember the fucked up things we said

I'll remember you you'll remember me

Both as bitter memories

But I'll keep singing

This is a new beginning

Broken hearts and shattered dreams

Framed and hung above these tearing seams

Put in perspective by the lies

To which we're desensitized

I never miss you anymore

In fact I've shut and locked that door

And I've thrown away the key

But there used to be a time

When I used to lose my mind

That you meant everything to me

I don't think it's too much to ask

That we leave this in the past

We had our laughs we had our tears

Now I just want to disappear

Monsters & Mindgames

We're tortured by demons with long crooked horns

That've sat on our shoulders since the days we were born

They whisper foul nothings based on our fears

And cruel machinations in our tired ears

We're tormented by faces with sharp yellow teeth

Wearing black roses made into a wreath

There's no eyes in their sockets yet somehow they see

And the fear in our hearts fills them with reprehensible glee

But these monstrous creatures that fuck up our lives

With maniacal laughter and dull rusted knives

Are nothing but products of our unhealthy brains

That give us a reason to claim we're insane

We're haunted by spirits with skeletal forms

That knock at our windows during violent storms

They come in while we're sleeping and sit on our beds

Then plant frightful nightmares in our unconscious heads

We're bullied by vile pestilent things

With glowing red eyes and cadaverous wings

Their talons are caked in the blood of their prey

The corpse in the corner that's been mangled and flayed

But these monsters and mindgames are pointless and fake

Just a petty excuse to tremble and shake

Nothing Left To Show

As the clouds roll over the city

And the shadows hide our wounds

We aren't looking for your pity

But our sorrow's been exhumed

In the darkness I find peace

Something you won't understand

But when your litigations cease

We hold all that you demand

The scars and bruises of our lives

Bring clarity to what we know

It's a pain as sharp as knives

But we have nothing left to show

As the clouds leave the city

The sun shines brightly on what's lost

And now that we have your pity

We have surely paid the cost

Decay Lyrics

Decay

A secret letter never opened

Its stoic seal never broken

These words are lost to the ages

Etched into these yellowed pages

Whatever they might have been

They will never be again

Because they've likely met a fire

Or been left out to expire

'Cause they can't stay

Everything must decay

Yeah there's no way

To stop the decay

This fence once stood tall and gated

But it has since deteriorated

So now we're free to go

To where the fallen buildings grow

Where people used to live

But this place has nothing left to give

Gone and certainly forgotten

These memories have now gone rotten

A restless soul that's prone to walking

And not overly fond of talking

Will someday find itself

In the ground or up on a shelf

I doubt I'll see the goings on

More like a night without a dawn

There ain't no part of my brain

That gives a shit about my remains

New Eighty-Five

Well I gave up years ago but I still stumble along

Humming the a-tonal melody to some disenfranchised song

The pain in my knees reminds me I'm still a-fucking-live

And my constant fatigue screams this is the new 85

Half forgotten memories underline the discrepancies

In the stories that I tell when I'm saying all is well

While you pray you never meet your end the thought of it's my closest friend

And I'm too old to believe that this pain will ever leave

I'm not trying to complain I'm just trying to explain

Why I do the things I do why my words come out so strange

Why I haven't been myself in so long

Why whomever I used to be is all gone

Standing still like photographs we were more alike in days since passed

Now I'm yellowed and I'm torn filled with bitterness and scorn

I struggle to let others in there's a strong mistrust buried deep within

Blurred images are all they bring and I hardly feel a thing

And I drank enough for a lifetime

Just clinging to some fucking peace of mind

But most of the solace that I find is in words that kind of rhyme

'Cause for whatever it's fucking worth at least they're mine

My Oh My

Hey wave to the preacher he says he wishes us well

But 'cause the way we've been living we'll probably end up in hell

And if we're not fond of summer he doubts we'd enjoy the flames

And of all our sins we really should be ashamed

So say hello to the cop who's keeping the peace

Lest his piece leave you dead right there in the street

Because you've got the wrong look the wrong race the wrong creed

And for that motherfucker you know you must bleed

My oh my you know that we try

But the harder we try it seems the faster we die

They say in this world the only limit's the sky

But you don't gotta know much to see that's a lie

So kneel to the dollar the one true god

And don't question the system or look beyond the facade

Because the only truth that you need to know

Is if you've got enough money you can buy a man's soul

Look out at the masses who don't know what to believe

Because there's always another trick up the man's sleeve

And when their wills are broken their backs are all sore

The only word from the man is you've gotta work more

Persevere

Drowning in the shit can't breathe another minute

Every breath seems to hold us down

Burdened by the fear of wasting another year

In this hopeless dead end town

When you feel you can't go on

Remember those who made you strong

Don't be afraid to shed some tears

This is how we persevere

This ageless blight ain't going down without a fight

There's no compassion where it reigns

Like a hand grenade waiting to rearrange

Time's what it takes to heal this pain

All that we've lost seems too high a cost

Time after time we are struck down

But we resist we continue to persist

We always get up off the ground

So if we make it through the fray

We will laugh again someday

Don't hesitate to borrow an ear

This is how we persevere

Go Down Swinging

Let's agree to die in a brutal bloody fight

Against the bastards who deny us our most basic fucking rights

So when I'm saying that I'll see you by and by

That might just be another lie

But I'm always gonna try

Do you feel you have a purpose

Or are you lost like me

Is there something beneath the surface

That you're dying to set free

When you find yourself alone are you screaming take me home

Or are you wishing you could stay

Do you face all your fears or just drown them in beer

Either way

Is your motivation clear

Or are you just moving through the years

Does it chill you right down to the bones

Looking out into the unknown

Are you happy with this place or just plotting your escape

From dissatisfaction guaranteed

Do you regret the path you took or are you well and truly hooked

Left up to me

TSoSD Lyrics

Revival

I've got this shitty fucking thought

And it just won't leave my brain

That I'm digging my own grave

With every passing day

I don't sleep too soundly

So maybe the dirt's my real bed

At least that would finally fucking ground me

And let me rest my weary head

I'm not saying that I'm not suicidal

But this one goes out to revival

To ignoring that tempting kiss

To trying to be better than this

I've got this shitty fucking life

That I just can't give away

Can't seem to cut it with a knife

But for that strength no one will pay

So I keep shrink wrapping its excrement

Hanging that on the wall

A time I wasn't so indecent

I just cannot recall

Glad I'm Not You

Who the fuck

Asked for your opinion your approval

Just my luck

I don't qualify for your excusal

Good for you

You found light in your blindness

But I've got too much on my plate

To take the time to show you kindness

I'm just as fucked up as you say

Drinking just to get on through these days

That doesn't mean that your lies are really true

I'm so fucking glad that I'm not you

I'm just as fucked up as you think

I long since passed the fucking brink

That doesn't change you have no clue

I'm so fucking glad that I'm not you

Who the fuck

Asked you to open up your mouth

Whenever you do

Shit starts going quickly fucking south

You and me

We both think that we know everything

But you and me

We don't know anything

And I swear to a God I don't believe in

There are no saints there are no sins

And I swear that in the end

Wastes of breath is the basket we're both in

And I swear to a God I don't believe in

The only answers are within

And I swear that in the end

All our truths are just pretend

Your Martyr

I wanna drink 'til I forget

What I found in the butts of all these cigarettes

That nothing lasts forever

Not even these dumb regrets

And when it's fucking over

What you see is all you get

I'd rather die for a reason

Than live with none at all

But I'm still moving through the seasons

For the love of alcohol

But baby if you're willing to barter

Give me a chance and I will be your martyr

And as I take my final breath

I'll thank the stars that for you I died my death

I wanna drink 'til I can't remember

What I'm reminded of every December

That nothing lasts forever

It all burns out like an ember

And when it's fucking over

The end will last forever

I wanna drink 'til I can't recall

What I learned when I was small

That nothing lasts forever

We're all headed for a fall

And when it's fucking over

It don't amount to much at all

Stories of Self Destruction

If you need to talk

Then you know just where to find me

Because I'm always moving forward

As long as forward's what's behind me

If you're selling words of wisdom

You can keep them to yourself

Because to me this pile of bottlecaps

Is my only real wealth

Well I'm screaming in the wind I might as well be mute

Drinking every morning so these days I can dilute

Bottle by empty bottle I make my own obstruction

Now all I fucking have are these stories of self destruction

If you're looking for some answers

Then you'd best be moving on

Because if you're keeping track

I make most of my choices wrong

But if you wanna get fucked up

And do something real dumb

Then don't you know

That I am the one

I hate sobriety the one thing that truly frightens me

Is the thought of giving up the one thing that truly comforts me

So I'll keep succumbing to the seduction

And telling you these stories of self destruction

She's Movin'

The boxes outside say that she's moving

And I can't say that I'm approving

It's not like I'd ever make a move

But when I saw her my day would improve

And honestly all I wanted to do was fuck her

Because I'm too scared to ever love her

But she's packing so she can leave

So I'll pathetically grieve

Ready to Learn

I'm not gonna say I'm not still stubborn

I get pissed off when I hear advice

But I think that I am ready to learn

At least I'm finally ready to think twice

I'm not gonna say I'm not an asshole

I look at bridges and I see candles

And I know that I'm a fucking handful

But I think that I am something you can handle

And I can't promise I can change

But I can promise I will try

As long as in exchange

You promise to stay here at my side

I'm not gonna say I'm not still distant

That I don't hate to open up at all

But we could all die in an instant

And I'd rather not feel this way when I fall

I'm not saying that this is something that I want

The desire is absent from my mind

But everything that I have ever sought

Requires a balance I can't find

600 Empty Bottles

It's been two years since I last saw you

And a year since we last spoke

Guess that means I've had some six hundred beers

Since we last shared a joke

I swear it feels like I just blinked

And these years just sort of passed

Maybe some things

Just aren't meant to last

Six hundred bottles I've set free

Six hundred empty bottles strewn all around me

It's in them I rest my head

Maybe that's why I leave so much left un-fucking-said

It's been two years of drunken texts

That I get confused by and I forget

It's been a year of doctors' waiting rooms

Struggling with regret

It's a fault in my heart

That these things make me withdraw

But I just can't bring to mind

The last good thing that I saw

It's been four years of

Ever increasing confinement

Where I'm my own dickheaded warden

Sloppy drunk and full of shit

It's been seven hundred and thirty days

Of “Tomorrow I'll reach out”

Three hundred and sixty-five

Since I began to have my doubts

This bridge has crumbled from neglect

Obsessed with the shitty belt I put around my neck

This bridge was made from blood and concrete

And I just don't know how a new one ever could compete

How I Remember It

Maybe it was just a dream but I swear

That this is how I remember it

Everything seemed so true and so real

I knew that I had to commit

We were so young and so naïve

With our hearts hanging from our sleeves

I was so wrapped up in my aimless rage

That eventually she had to leave

And no I don't blame her for the state of my heart

It was doomed since the day I was born

She was just the mirror that finally showed me

Its destructive and spiteful form

So I chose to defend I put up walls between me and my friends

And for many of them that marked the end

And I could not foresee a time that this would be killing me

Or how goddamn quickly that's where I'd be

It's not that I have never seen

Good examples of love

But it seems to me that they're the rare few

Who manage to rise above

The contrary pain and petty disdain

Appears to be the more common road

And for me a prospect more sad

I still have yet to know

So long ago I decided the direction I would ride in

Was toward a place of careful distance

Because a time bomb sequestered left to silently fester

Causes no harm with its existence

So I pass through these days like a ghost

Blowing through moments like the wind on the coast

I drink to offset that I'm empty inside

And make shitty jokes just so I can hide

That the only time I feel is when it seems safe

Alone in my bed and that's such a fucking waste

I boil down to idle useless expressions of rage

And half baked resolutions that someday I'll change

Moving like Clockwork

Well I always did well in school

So let's get this class in session

I'll try not to play the fool

If only to keep you guessing

It's true I resisted all my teachers

But I'll try to cut you slack

Might go hide under the bleachers

But I swear that I'll come back

I've been moving like clockwork

Ever slowing but predictable

Pumping bullshit like a soda jerk

With adherence fucking biblical

And I've been drinking my own medicine

Pretending I like the taste

Just do the same old shit again

And say it ain't a waste

Well I always liked to wander

So maybe my soul's out on the road

With all the footsteps that I've squandered

There's nowhere I couldn't go

Long as there's cash to fill the tank

We can chase it down the highways

Maybe if we rob a couple of banks

We'll catch up with it someday

Fuck Folkcore

Acoustic music all sounds like total shit

It's awesome when it's live but the records sound like shit

It sucks but I'd rather not live without them

So here's to another shitty folkcore album

How Many Times

How many sunsets have we seen

The number is staggering

And these memories fade like hazy dreams

What I am wonderin'

Will we ever see our homes again

Before this all comes to a bitter end

The wind howls against the sails

We try to steer to no avail

Under the stars the jib wildly flails

It appears that beneath these waves

We have found our graves

With no hope that we'll ever be saved

Time after time we've been sure we're gonna fal

But instead you know we've made it through them all

So I hesitate to surrender to our fate

Until I goddamn fucking know we've hit the wall

How many mornings have we cursed

Feeling that there's nothing worse

Than another shitty day on this Earth

But the sun will still rise

And it will still burn our eyes

Because it refuses to sympathize

How many years have gone by

Since we first begged to die

I've lost count I'm not gonna lie

But the years that we outlast

They all fade into the past

And this one's going pretty fucking fast

The wind howls against the sails

We try to steer and we prevail

Through the rain the wind and the hail

And where we once sought

Just one good final thought

Another day instead is what we have wrought

Packed and out the Door

Well I think I need to go

My bag is packed I'm out the door

Because I just don't know

If I can live this way anymore

And I think I need to leave

I'm down the steps I'm in the street

Because I'm done with the reprieve

I need to get back on my feet

I don't know if you can see it

But I'm kinda struggling

Maybe you just dismissed it

Because it's such a common thing

The things that once gave me solace

Now seem to suffocate me

Been so damn long since I questioned this

Now that I do it's killing me

I'm just a string of shitty words

About shitty feelings and shitty thoughts

Most of the combinations you've heard

And that's about all that I've got

So maybe I can just repeat them

And pretend they're something new

A fresh coat of paint to cover the phlegm

Push back a truth long overdue

And I hope that soon I will return

With some simple lessons finally learned

A better man on whom you can call

Unless I just don't leave at all

No Matter How I Try

It seems that no matter how I try

I just can't recall your face

Contours gone like passers by

Details I thought time could not erase

You once said just because I'm always right

It doesn't mean that you're always wrong

I dismissed it to try to win the fight

But those words have lasted so long

You see I've dug this hole for over ten years

Because the surface was full of hateful fears

But now I'm drowning on every rainy day

If I had set my pride aside maybe things wouldn't be this way

It seems that no matter how I try

I just can't forget all the years

That my only light was in your eyes

My only victory in your tears

I was always sorry that I brought them out

But never satisfied until they came

Because in the presence of a drought

I was unconvinced that I fueled your flame

Like the puke on the sidewalk

That hasn't been cleaned up for a week

It's been too goddamn long

I've just accepted I'm too weak

To be the kind of man

Who could've kept you

Instead I'm just as lost

As the day that I met you

A Kiss Goodnight

Please give me a kiss goodnight

I'm not innocent no not by a far sight

But I can put all that aside

Because I just wanna sleep on through the night

I don't wanna be a bother

But it seems my insomnia is getting worse

At this pace I'll probably pick a fight I can't win

And wind up in a hearse

And I don't really know

If there's anything you can do

But you've gotta dream

Before those dreams can come true

Lately I've been having some trouble eating

It ain't that I ain't hungry

My stomach's just fucked up from all the drinking

And that won't ever stop

But maybe it can slow down

Before I fall over the side of this ship

And I slowly fucking drown

So please give me a kiss goodnight

To demand I have no right

But the darkness seems so fucking bright

And I just wanna sleep on through the night

Let Me Breathe

Let me breathe let me breathe

Through the gaps in my crooked teeth

Let me breathe easily

Give me something good to see

When I wake up when I fall down

When I get drunk and stumble around

When I can't sleep when I choose to drown

When I'm sick to fucking death of this town

Some in and exhalation

Would fill me with elation

So just let me breathe

These days these weary days

They bring me to my knees

A trash bag full of hateful words

I'd rather no one ever see

I'd like to drag on long and hard

If only to fill my lungs

And then to empty them again

I'll leave no song left unsung

These lies these simple lies

Slip out even though I try

To hold them back and in

They're just a part of my disguise

Feelings as generic as Hollywood scripts

Echo through my empty chest

I'd rather just get on with it

But they never fucking rest

This Dying Optimist

Don't you know the wind is gonna blow

Even if we don't go and say it's so

Yeah up above the kites will fly

With the pigeons and the crows

Well you got six strings gonna stake a claim

But soon you'll learn and it's a fucking shame

But speaking out the truth

Don't seem to amount to much of anything

Here's to all the pecker-woods

Tryin' to be some kind of Robin Hood

You know I have a place deep in your midst

But the optimist inside

Is dying and glass eyed

Drunken dumb and easily dismissed

Failed attempts at suicide

Come and go like the rising tide

They're creeping ever forward

But for now they will abide

There's many who feel the way we do

That comforts me I hope it helps you too

More than you'll ever know

I hope I'm more fucked up than you

Years ago I set my sights

On what deep down I knew was right

But screaming in a vacuum

Doesn't lessen any plight

Well voices gathered can foster change

And I've done my part supplied my rage

But change is fucking slow

When they've lead coated every page

Now That the Radiator Died

A bitter death-wish and an infinite denial

The whitest little lie of a forced and fleeting smile

I know the words you want to hear but I still sit here silently

I'm truly surprised it took this long for you to get sick of me

I find salvation in sedation so I don't need your love

But more-so everyday it seems that enough just ain't enough

It's like getting bored and flaccid when you're up and watching porn

Seems that you just get tired and kind of used to all the thorns

A fading sense of truth and a burning hate of you

I'm looking out the window but I just ain't seeing through

I don't recognize my reflection but I'm guessing that it's me

So far from the image of what you wanted me to be

You're freezing like an ice cube now that the radiator died

And my role in its malfunction I just cannot deny

So let's huddle around my lighter maybe there we'll find some heat

Next month I'll pay the utility and we'll be cooked enough to eat

Well I'd give you all my blood if my blood weren't so goddamn cold

And hardened fucking solid from prematurely growing old

But I'll burn all of these letters that I never let you read

And hope that by those flames I'll be finally fucking freed

At Least for Another Day

Well our lives they don't last long

Seems the length of a punk song

Set a course and we'll ramble on

Passed all we once counted on

As the landmarks they disappear

You know we will feel no fear

'Cause though the end draws near

We trode the frontier

So at least for another day

I'll float down these amber waves

If you sing me a song then I'll sing along

Soundtrack to our own decay

In the end all that we are paid

Is a dirt covered grave

For whatever it's worth could probably be worse

We could live another day

Overflowing the ashtray

With thoughts that won't go away

I've got so much more to say

But my tongue won't obey

Never took no advice

Thought my heart it would suffice

Just keep on rolling the dice

No I never thought twice

These years pass by like trains

But the tracks they cannot contain

The shit that keeps going wrong

At least it won't last long

Ghosts Lyrics

Night Train Blues

The day feels like a fucking waste

'Cause the night is close enough to taste

Don't need no money 'cept the cost of fair for BART

But I spend a couple bucks to ease my heart

9:30 I'm waiting for the train to come

Take me where the night has just begun

Let the people in fancy clothes have wherever they go

We've got a Mecca they'll never know

The songs we play on night train

They all sound the goddamn same

Forgotten words and melodies

That just won't reach our brains

I made back the money I spent on booze

And you're in the black 'cause that's a crutch that you don't use

But that goddamn Ashby station

Gives me the night train blues

The night's rolling by like so many waves

Making enough noise to raise the dead from their graves

You know the pattern in the circle looks really nice tonight

But when midnight comes we've gotta take flight

So we'll serenade all the drunks like me

Goin' home from a night that's far less free

There are times that I envy them

But tonight you know ain't one of them

I get the night train blues when you walk on through those doors

And waiting for the next stop becomes such a fucking bore

I get the night train blues when this all reaches its end

And I start livin' for next week when we'll do it all again

Punx of a New Generation

We are the punx of a new generation

Disenfranchised by the same presentation

We don't buy the shit they sell

Findin' a breeze in this capitalistic hell

We are the punx of a new generation

A new movement no imitation

We bite the hand that feeds

'Cause their lies aren't what we need

Respect to those that came before they're what made us fucking mad

But we've got our own noise more than a passing fad

We made it through the pop punk kids and always kept our rage

We keep holding on meeting ends at minimum wage

Wasting our days we don't fucking care we keep our fists held in the air

Against the cops and politicians who should never be forgiven

Cut our wrists we bleed dissent breaking the rules that they present

Fighting the same old fucking fight and standing up for our rights

So if you're caught up in the old ways then you're in your final days

'Cause we're playing a new song about an old world gone so wrong

But if you can dance to a new beat then come on move your fucking feet

And raise your old ass voice remind them you have a choice

A Guy Named Rusty

The other night I had a dream

That I boosted a van with a guy named Rusty

We went to the clinic he was a little crusty

The crooked law they didn't bust me

When I stole a van with a guy named Rusty

Wasting Another Year

A night as empty as these parked cares

So many bright light so many warm bars

They're all calling calling out my name

But it falls on deaf ears I'd rather stay out in the rain

'Cause sometimes you've gotta be alone to ever find your own way home

Sometimes the most directed course is to just aimlessly roam

I know I'll never find you here but I move forward without fear

Just wastin' another fucking year

These days as quiet as graveyards are loud enough to wake the dead

Listening to all the voices that are screaming in my head

I saw a girl on the phone as she was trying not to cry

A million stories told in silence as she made her way on by

So just kill me in my bed

While silly dreams float on through my head

'Cause if I wrote a thousand songs I'd still never say this right

But I'd rather die in battle than give up on the fight

Blood on the Bedsheets

Where the hell did we go wrong

We keep on singing the same song

If you know I'd like to hear it

Maybe I know the answer and I just fear it

The blood on the bedsheets reeks of willing defeat

Why bother trying when all you've got waves goodbye and

You can't quite recall why you went through it all

Sometimes you can't help but feel that those doubts are all that's real

We shuffle on reliably

Toward our only one true destiny

Few ever dare to wonder why

They're just born and then they die

When the hell did things get this way

Getting worse with every passing day

I just want to hear a cheerful song

To which I can truly sing along

The empire is ever stagnant

Human rights are notably absent

How are we supposed to find salvation

In such a crooked nation

And to be honest I'm afraid

That this road's already paved

That we'll never get out

Of this moralistic drought

But I'm washing out my bedsheets

And I'm the blood is all released

So when not to long from now I die

At least I'll know that I tried

Local Song

I always loved the local songs so I thought that I would write one

About a place that I have gone that could mistook by none

So Milvia you rhyme with Sylvia

You are a street that sure exists another on the list

Anarchist Pussyrock

Well I've got them pretty sparkling eyes like all the good boys do

But when they told you I was trouble you know they told you fucking true

'Cause I just wanna burn the world down and dance among the flames

Seem that just pissing on the corpses has become my favorite game

I get shit on my clothes I never clean off

I sit around thinking like a fucking sloth

And baby fucking baby I'll never act right

But I'll keep pretending that I might

I spit on my hands to make them clean

When I'm done pissing in the latrine

And baby I'll never be a good man

But I'll keep pretending that I can

Babe I've got some facial hair though I never trim it right

'Cause I'm too goddamn fucking lazy to keep it high and tight

I swear I shower every day but the stink won't go away

'Cause once I'm fucking out I return to the decay

I puked just to feel better because I lost my little measure

That brown mess didn't cause me stress because I tend to chase excess

But saw you looking pretty and it almost over-fucking-took me

'Cause what I've got you'll never want but my dreams you fucking haunt

10,000 Gravestones

Shots ring out and crowds they scatter

Brains they tear and skulls they shatter

Are we protected are we served

Is this all that we deserve

10,000 gravestones so divine

Don't begin to tow the line

We'll never even up the score

Unless the pigs they bleed forevermore

Flares ignite as sirens sing

A black plastic bag is all they bring

Cameras flash as families mourn

The most recent victim of the department's scorn

In morning light the blood still shines

Marking the end of another line

Another name so soon forgotten

By a world so fucking rotten

And what of he who triggered this

Nothing but a slap on the wrist

Another inconvenient formality

To cover up the brutality

Walking to Nowhere

I'm walking to nowhere down these roads you used to stride

I guess I'm kinda needed somewhere and this escape ain't justified

But I'm walking to nowhere in the bitter cutting cold

In search of somewhere where there's still good to behold

The wind and the rain seem to ameliorate my pain

While songs of melancholia assure me that I'm still sane

Waves erode these stalwart stones while I smoke and bitch and moan

Delirious from the insomnia don't think I'll be heading home too soon

The cars they keep rolling by while I'm wishing I would die

But there's still shit I need to say because these thoughts remain awry

And I'm choking on the nothings saccharine enough to make you blush

That I can never fucking say and I'm dying in the hush

And all these days they feel the fucking same

Like sirens raised prevention is my aim

And all these days they melt away

Into fuzzy slides that exemplify the pain

Welcome Intimidation

Up in the midnight sky two moons look down at me

Staggering I wonder which of them you see

I don't know which one to howl at or where I should place my stare

But they're both so fucking ugly that I guess I shouldn't care

The nicotine keeps me from standing up

'Cause I've left nothing in my cup

No matter what I drink no matter what I do

I just can't stop wondering just what it is you're up to

But it seems you're far away as that hunk of soulless rock

But I just want to sit and have a talk

Maybe throw a couple back

And then together hit the sack

Tonight ain't worth remembering so I'm aiming to forget

'Cause these fucking pointless thoughts I'd surely regret

The stars shine so damn faintly that I only see a few

The ones died so long ago they never looked at you

I'd lament their misfortune if I wasn't wrapped up in mine

I rarely give a watery shit but this is where I draw the line

Seems what I desire is a lust that brings me pain

I hate the fucking feeling but I chase it all the same

Tomorrow morning my head will ache

And once again my heart will break

When I remember my stupid dreams were all a lie

And when I see you again I will try

To hold it all inside

And hope I'm not betrayed by my eyes

That can't dare to linger on yours so devastating

Welcomely intimidating

The Tyranny of a Perfect Night

I swear you looked so goddamn pretty in a dress that could've fit me

You're room looked like a war zone but that's something I condone

I drank half the beers I bought for you so that I was numb to the thought of you

We were just getting started but I should have departed

We sat together on your porch while I got lit like a torch

Soon we acquired company that I accepted welcomely

Sobriety's a fucking bore so we went to the liquor store

And scoffed at all the motorbikes that were louder than we'd like

Last night was perfection but it need one correction

'Cause the boy that you kept by your side

Wasn't me so starry eyed

Last night was perfection 'cept it required alteration

'Cause my drunken spinning head

Didn't rest with you in bed

We were complacently adjacent I couldn't ask for better placement

But then we brought it all in doors and it left me wanting more

You cooked they ate I continued to drink until my brain could hardly fucking think

I took some notes I don't recall then left still reeling from it all

I wanna spend all of my time with you calling you mine

'Cause nothing has ever felt as right as that drunken Tuesday night

Hill the Hole

Cigarettes can't fill the holes in an empty bitter soul

But they can burn away some time respite for a troubled mind

And I guess I missed the call must've been too far to crawl

Or I just got caught up in the spiral another waste for the survival

And I try to fill the hole with all the dirt I stole

But it won't fit the shape no it won't fit the shape

So I just bandage up my cuts hold in all my spilling guts

Every drop of blood I bleed writes a volume you won't read

Ropes keep restrain this beleaguer anxious brain

That's planting seeds in salted earth and reaping all that's worth

So now I'm frozen in the headlights and I'm blinded by this cold night

'Cause the only thing I wanna see is the same thing that destroys me

Self destructive repercussive

When the only thing you love is

Next to you but miles away

What can you do but drink that love away

Fighting Strong

Well you've gotta stand for something or you'll keep falling to the ground

I know it feels like you've got nothing but I'm glad I still see you around

Sometimes the road it isn't easy sometimes the hills are steep and tall

Use any means it takes to reach me I'll pick you up if you ever fall

Don't get caught up in the silence

I've always got an open ear

I won't force feed you any guidance

Tell me your troubles and your fears

You know the ones who claim they'll save us

They've got everything all wrong

It's all the things that no one gave us

That can keep us fighting strong

All the vessels that make it home you know they understand the sea

While the crypts and all the catacombs are full of those who sought to flee

It's alright to curse the circumstance I do it every chance I get

But the only way that we stand a chance is if we comprehend the threat

So when the storm fills all the gutters and there's no sign it'll ever break

Latch all the hatches board the shutters do anything that it might take

But before it thunders out the phone lines if you could just give me a call

'Cause from shrapnel to hidden landmines I swear that I have seen it all

And I can't fix the things that ail you but I can offer a little light

So when those demons they assail you I'll try to help you through the night

Enemy of the State

That night I was so irate an enemy of the fucking state

This state of mind the state of you the state of all that we don't do

Picked apart by vacancies I'm on a list at every agency

My RAP sheet is a mile long a million names of a million songs

The wanted poster reads 'wanted for crimes of lack of deeds'

And engraved on every bullet casing 'demise is what we're facing'

Well I'm filling up my bandolier with wasted days and empty beers

I'm locked and loaded to get loaded and ease a mind that's overloaded

I don't flaunt I never brag but I'll stand and wave my rebel flag

As I'm bleeding on the battlefield I'll hope your eyes are peeled

Well I've got my full auto .45 and no they won't take me alive

I've got this empty fucking hole the size of what I haven't stole

I plan to go down swinging and when I do I'll be loudly singing

'Cause the only thing I couldn't thieve is the heart that's on your sleeve

And I know someday they'll lock me up for good

And I know they probably fucking should

Because there's no end to this in sight

Because there's no way to end this right

Salvation on a Sandwich Board

Today is for salvation tomorrow may be to late

Written on a sandwich board a message to relate

But I have seem the saviors and I have seen the saved

I'd much rather align with the shamelessly depraved

Well I have tasted smoke and I have felt the flames

Every day is filled with God's loving pain

So tell me if this is all a test

Then why is punishment what's best

Unlike the prophets and the pastors I'm fully devoid of answers

But I hold a litany of questions that I feel deserve attention

So if the truth is unassailable and truly debatable

Then I posit it has not been found and I've been looking around

We are all inclined to suffer and I am but another

Living in a standing grave nativity so gladly gave

Instead of waiting for the end I'll go out drinking with the hollow men

'Cause where the sun don't dare to shine is where I wanna spend my time

So please enjoy your self constructed jail

But hit me up if you ever make bail

If not I'll see you on the other side

At least maybe in the waiting line

If you're in fact fortunate enough to be

Right that there is something there to see

But I suspect we face oblivion

So I'll keep basking in my sins

Ghosts

These seconds they refuse to wait

They dismiss any debate

All that can crumble soon will fall

Those who stood are forced to crawl

And all I see are ghosts

Bound like soldiers to their posts

You can kneel and you can pray

In the end we all fade away

Most have been anesthetized

By these avaristic lies

As fading ghosts we do not roam

'Cause we seek nothing but a home

The sullen sound of sovereignty

It rings out so audibly

Piercing ears that fail to hear

A threat to the silence they hold dear

Leave no oath left unsworn

If you would hope to be reborn

And leave the humble where they lay

Or they may lead you astray

Old practices have given rise

To the new desensitized

Surrounded by such stable walls

Wandering through these endless halls

Shut Up, Get Drunk, Sing! Lyrics

Peepshow

Life's been feeling like a peepshow

But all the dancers seem asleep though

And my interest it is wearing thin

On the outside looking in

All these motherfuckers they look the same

Never letting on the pain

So caught up in the rat race

That they'll lie right to your face

They say misery loves company

But somehow it's still stumping me

Why try to force me back on course

Is it buyers remorse

Their way of life never seemed appealing

Heads kept down and always kneeling

I see it swarming all around me

And it looks so fucking empty

End Times

It feels like shit living in the end times

This hopeful glove just won't fit I swear to hell it's not mine

I think I've got a terminal case of wanting to improve this place

Sometimes I just wanna burn it down and kill every cop I see around

It's hard to keep the PMA when you're fighting every fucking day

Just gotta sin or pray and keep fighting away

We've rekindled cold war fears the next mass shooting's always near

We're still fighting in the Middle East with no sign of finding peace

Neo Nazis are out in force we must correct this course

Because it's hard not to see the signs we're living in the end times

Won't lie it's feeling hopeless a psychopath is POTUS

Might not live to see another day SF could get blown away

What've I got with which to counter this a voice guitar and fist

But songs don't block missiles songs don't stop bullets

Songs don't force childish assholes to cool it

If I weren't a godless pessimist

I'd be praying we'll get outta this alive

As it is I drink to cope

And nurture a little hope that we survive

But I'll keep fighting any way I can

Be it the government or the Klan

And keep hoping that I'm wrong that I'm

Living in the end times

Take Me Home

Sitting on the sidewalk smoking cigarettes

Wishing the desert sun would fucking set

Burning in the heat watching punx go by

Sweating like a pig might just up and die

Black jeans and vest on fire

Goddamn I'm fucking tired

Well I know the time has come to go

Yeah I know I miss my town where bay winds blow

It's time this rotten bastard leaves

Airplane won't you please take me home

Airport terminals are purgatory

Just sit and listen to Morning Glory

Fatigued I chat with my friends

Pray that this goddamn waiting ends

High above the clouds I'll be

Sleeping anxiously

Some Yuppie Girl

Some yuppie girl just shat in my spot at the park

Stranded in Tahoe

Stranded in Tahoe with just a bag to my name

Wandering streets that all look the same

Last night was a shit show today is somehow worse

My response is direct and terse

Fuck Rob Earle and fuck Frank House

I've got angers plural that I will espouse

If there's others who hate you I wanna join the club

Fucked us for hundreds gave us fifty bucks of grub

So no we're not even gotta settle the score

Wanna leave you bleeding on the fucking floor

Come hell or high water I wanna see you pay

I'll be a patient plotter waiting for that day

The Times Ain't Never Changin'

Well I'm a misanthropic pessimist

I've got no hope I'm just depressed

Seems that no matter how loud we yell

We can't fix this goddamn hell

'Cause it's easier just to sleep

Than to stop sowing what you reap

When I meet each new day

I can't help but say

Dylan got it wrong

We're still singing the same damn songs

The same damn fire's still a ragin'

'Cause the times ain't never changin'

You can give a rose another name

But the more things change the more they stay the same

You can count up the small victories

But the world still looks the same to me

And maybe something's gotta give

But I doubt that I will live

Long enough to see the day

'Til then I've gotta say

How many times must one be burned

Before they learn

That the fire is always hot

How many times must one look back

And see a deck with the same stack

Before they accept that's all we've got

Drowning in the Flames

God creates man does the best that he can

Tells man not to cast blood on the sand

Somehow man just don't understand

Now we're drowning in the flames

They say Jesus saves

The faithful done forgot what their hippie prophet taught

Love thy fellow man now they divide all they can

The faithful done forgot what their commie prophet taught

The rich can't reach salvation now their greed sows devastation

The faithful done forgot what their selfless prophet taught

Dying for another's sins now they're coming for our skins

The faithful done forgot what their player prophet taught

Born of a virgin but married a whore ya think she didn't leave him sore

The cost of your heaven is that we live in hell

The Struggle Within

If I told you what I was thinking

Would you stay or would you run

If I told you why I'm drinking

Would I still be any fun

What's the difference what's the harm in one simple lie

Kinda undercuts my charm that I wanna die

Does it help at all to know I don't plan to give in

Or is it just too tough to see the struggle within

When I look back through the photographs

It looks like we had some fun

But right here in the aftermath

I don't remember a single one

If I told you plans of suicide

And how I chipped the paint off my door

Would it comfort at all that I haven't died

Could you see me the same anymore

Buying Your Comfort

We keep on marching one foot in the grave

The thought behind the motion is how much we can save

On that stupid top sewn together by slaves

But fuck 'em those children they got a wage

And you're living under a mountain of bills

Looking down on how the poor get their thrills

While gulping down all those prescription pills

And complaining how the battle is uphill

You float through the struggle like a fucking poltergeist

Burning the world just like you was the antichrist

You get the most of the pie no matter how it's sliced

You're buying all your comfort at a discount price

I told you I love you I gotta buy you a ring

Made of the most precious of things

The miners felt pain with every gun-trained swing

But babe don't let it sting

The investments today seem they're going south

While a mother can't fill her child's mouth

The rent keeps increasing can't afford the house

While you're buying that cute blouse

All that matters is that your dreams get fulfilled

Doesn't matter how many of Africa's poorest are killed

Or how many underpaid migrants it took to build

You paid when you were billed

So many must struggle just so they can get by

But you have the nerve to say they haven't tried

The system is equal that's cut and dry

No reason to deny

Shut Up, Get Drunk, Sing!

Seasons are changing and I'm still complaining

About the same damn shit as when it started raining

'Cause people exhaust me and with nonsense accost me

Until it seems that this is all that life can be

But I just wanna get drunk and play my guitar 'til the sun comes up

Yeah I just wanna get drunk and sing some stupid song I just made up

These days are such a chore

So let's hit up the liquor store

And live like we'll never see tomorrow

Even if we have to beg or borrow

Once again my friend I feel like giving up

'Cause the world seems so morally bankrupt

But I've got you and you've got me

We've got booze and songs to sing

So this shitty life just doesn't seem so bad

Hell I might even dare to say I'm glad

'Cause we've got stories from all the hard times

And we can sing them 'til the sunrise

Once again my friend I'm goddamn fucking pist

'Cause humans don't know how to coexist

But I've got you and you've got me

We've got booze and songs to sing

So we can pretend tonight's a victory

Against enemies that we can't see

With staccato shouts of angry words

We can pretend we're being heard

Some people will say it's a problem some people will say we're unwell

I lack the fucks to give to stop them but those people they can go to hell

The Rebel Song

Someday you'll grow up

When you do you'll learn the world is corrupt

So here's a few little lessons to help you disrupt

The system that might leave you stumped

When someday you grow up

Always lie to cops

They're a gang they're a menace they need to be stopped

Telling them the truth will only ever get you popped

Don't get played don't give the pigs their slop

Always lie to cops

Never trust the man

He'll use you and rob you any way he can

He'll ship you off to fight and die in foreign lands

Capitalism is just another scam

Never trust the man

Break the stupid laws

Use your moral compass the system’s broke and flawed

Rules written by puritans so fearful of their God

Don't let them control you you're not a dog you've got no paws

Break the stupid laws

Concealed Carry Harmonica

I'm poised and I'm ready but I can only play in C

Keeping cool and steady for any song that fucking hits me

I've got a concealed carry harmonica

I'll whip it out whenever you wanna

Hear a rotten tune about our incoming doom

I've got a concealed carry harmonica

I'll blow a verse whenever you wanna

Hear a sad song about everything that's wrong

Some punx they carry switchblades

But mine's seen better days

I know a girl with a kazoo

But I spent all my money on booze

A lotta' times I've got my guitar

But I don't wanna take it far

Devil knows I don't play the harp too well

But he can give me grief in hell

Some punx need electricity

But that's always seemed dumb to me

Some folks they have forgot

It's better to have music than to not

'Cause there's something about a simple tune

When you're miles from your room

That carries all the steps away

Respite from the fray

Drunken False Philosopher

Forgotten words to diatribes

Filled with misremembered lies

Mixing Buddha Marx and Lucifer

Stream of conscious ramblings

Pretending that they mean something

I'm a drunken false philosopher

I talk out my ass using fancy words

To make my shit smell less absurd

'Cause I've got ideas that need Febreze

So they don't reek of disease

Give me a beer and you're gonna hear

The rhetoric of the mutineer

With slurred ass speech and glassy eyes

I proselytize

Got a wagon full of bullshit

And a belly full of flies

If I spoke I don't remember it

You won't be hearing a reprise

Crawling with Ants

Crawling with ants

It's so fucking peaceful

Out here writing songs

But one thing seems so wrong

The ants and I seem to disagree

Which of us should be sitting here

And they wanna drink all my beer

Hope they don't go on and

Eat my eyes

Leave me dead under cloudy skies

It's a tickle I don't want

'Least they ain't in my pants

But still I am crawling with ants

Goddamn I think I might've drank one

If they were cash then I'd make bank son

It's feeling like a genocide

When I move so many up and die

Ode to Pepto Bismol

When your burps feel like explosions

From no food and lots of poison

Pepto's always there for you

When you're so damn hungover

That the toilet's spilling over

Pepto's always there for you

When the drinking's getting dismal

You can call on Pepto Bismol

'Cause Pepto's always there for you

Loyalty

I've got your back if you've got mine

'Cause loyalty is hard to find

I've got your back if you've got mine

'Cause loyalty's on the decline

Back when we were kids there was never any question

Back when we were kids there was no hesitation

Now we're fucking grown seems we forgot the lesson

The seeds we thought were sown died under tension

I've got a lot of friends but where's the fucking crew

Our bond has got loose ends maybe time to start anew

Sometimes it fucking seems like the walls are caving in

I need a new gang ink in our skin

The Hidden Story

There's a story hidden behind

The stillness of your eyes

There's a story hidden behind

The smile you wear in disguise

I wanna take you back

Before your skin and heart were cracked

Before it all faded to black

Maybe we could take a different tack

I wanna take you back

Before your skin and heart were cracked

Before there was no fallback

Maybe we could backtrack

There's a story in your tone

Too proud to piss and moan

There's a story in your tone

But I swear you're not alone

Sometimes it's hard to cope

But please don't give up hope

Edging Suicide

It's near orgasmic edging suicide

But now I've got some marks I've gotta hide

'Least gloves are normal in the winter

Thank Christ it's fucking winter

The twinge of the pain it feels so good

Remind me that I fucking could

A bit of release for a bit of peace

Yeah I'm flirting with the deceased

How far can I go without drawing blood

It's a razor's edge between drought and flood

Resist the urge

To submerge

Now there's a web on my wrist made of red raised lines

And I've gotta convince that I'm doing fine

'Cause I doubt that friends would understand

If they haven't felt this shit first hand

'Least after years I've learned the drill

I'm smiling at the bottom of the hill

If death is heroin this is methadone

Get the fix I need without the headstone

Oh Lily

Oh Lily would you forgive me

If I hazard the question are you doing okay

Oh Lily it's getting chilly

Have you found some shelter or are you out in the rain

We met on the sidewalk with a guitar and some songs

I paused just to talk because we got along

In the wake of miscarriage you let out a few tears

Swear I'd never disparage the pain of those years

Back then you were bereft with just a dress to your name

Your husband had left the sincerest of shames

I guess I still have your number I could man up and call

But I fear I'd be encumbered by the truth of it all

You were in need of escape

'Cause you were in bad shape

I offered to take you but you chose to stay

So I thought about you thirty miles away

Empty Fuck Box

Keep your fuck box empty is what she said to me

And it's so goddamn tempting just to pack shit up and be

Feel the ray of truth that's lighting up your ears

Day after day you lose your youth wasting your numbered years

We don't need nothing 'cept our wits and a guitar

We'll just keep moving in the end not going far

And if we need something I'll busk the money 'fore long

But if I earn nothing we can steal it and be gone

Saturday night in Santa Cruz the sun was setting fast

On my way back from getting booze stoically I passed

She told me she liked my vest I turned around and we talked

Poor as shit not fucking stressed it's time you learned the walk

Square One Lyrics

Booze and Polyamory

It would be nice to relax with some booze and polyamory

But how can you get it up with the anxiety of this insanity

It would be nice to just watch the sun fall behind the horizon

But everything is so screwed up I'm disgusted by everything I lay my eyes on

Everything is fucked seems we're shit outta luck

And there's no one to stop the buck

Goddamn I didn't think I could get more pessimistic

But days are filled with horrifying statistics

Just wait for tomorrow wallow in sorrow

Passing my time with beer and Marlboros

I'm drinking for a living all too many fucks given

Never been less happy to be a heathen

Holy fuck the outlook's dismal

Sinking ever deeper in a hole

Paradoxically too hopeless for suicide

Or maybe it's just a perversion of pride

There's nothing to do but drink smoke and masturbate

And write more songs than could fit on a mountain of tapes

As I float slowly down this blood filled stream

I think back to better times and dream

Saint Helena's

These days these days they can feel so fucking long

And every move you make seems to come out wrong

But sometimes a beer and a song

Is what it takes to carry on

Maybe dodging rigs just ain't your thing

There are plenty other places we can drink and sing

Don't care how much or how little you bring

It ain't that kinda thing

Hell knows I'm a fan of solitude

Humanity can really kill the mood

But still I admit I wish I'd seen ya

At Sunday Service at Saint Helena's

They say quitters never win and winners never quit

Fuck my face I'm so sick of that shit

If winning means competing in the rat race

I've got no time for it

'Cause life's so fucking fleeting

It's been said a lot but it it bares repeating

It don't matter how much shit you own

Or what dog you're eating

No rhyme or reason

Days made for seizing

All gas no breaks

Live for mistakes

A Way Out

I'm content to agonize

Over things that I can't change

Yeah I'm content to agonize

Over things that I can't change

There's a short in the circuit

There's a loop in my brain

A lack of resolution

That drives me insane

I'd give anything and I mean anything

If I could just find a way out

I'm known to patronize

All the stupid lies

That make the morning

A curse to my eyes

Yeah I am known to patronize

The flimsy disguise

That makes me wanna die

There's a heartlessly hopeful demon in me

That thinks I can consume you and make better of me

But that's just a fantasy

A dream not meant to be

Yeah that's just a fantasy

Hey There Stranger

He was an atom bomb

She was glad to see him gone

But he left his mark on both of us

We stayed up to the morning

We unraveled his bullshit stories

It's safe to say we both had wounded trust

Hey there stranger how've you been

Guess it's been a while since we were friends

I've been up to the same shit I've been stuck in the same ruts but

Hey there stranger how've you been

Her eyes shone like sapphires

Under the streetlight they were my desire

But it just wasn't meant to be

She was there when I needed her

These days swear I'm doing better

But she ain't been around to see

I left a lot a lot of friends behind

I played a hermit for a time

It's strange to grieve the loss of something so attainable

But I can't get it off my mind

I don't wanna give this up

But we've gone and fucked it up

Change of Course

It quiet was on the street

Socks bloodied by my blistered feet

And all I could think about was you

Mind cloudy from the night before

What I wouldn't give to walk through that door

Cause I don't wanna see anyone but you

Plotting a change of course

Inertia an unrelenting force

When's it too late to start anew

A shallow grave for a sorry lout

The waves crash the fires burn out

Seems that this lie's the only thing that's true

Passing by the junkies shooting up

I wanna join them 'cause I'm giving up

No I don't see no light ahead

Give no cares to passers by

In a womb made of cloudy skies

Just fade it all out until I'm dead

And I wanna know

I wanna know

I wanna know where this ends

And I wanna go

I wanna go

I wanna go to where this ends

Guillotine A-Go-Go

Remember the moves yeah remember the steps

Make sure that fucking blade is as sharp as it can get

It's gonna be the biggest night of the century

One where we redistribute the treasury

Best to dress in dark there'll be a lot of blood

In fact just expect it'll be a fucking flood

Bring yourself bring a knife wear a big ass grin

'Cause the rich and powerful are fucking dying to get in

We're gearing up for the guillotine a-go-go

'Cause today's dance parties got no soul

We're gearing up for the guillotine a-go-go

So let the heads fucking roll

The executioner looks so damn good tonight

With a mask and a robe that fit just right

When you love your job you don't work a day

And decapitation is its own pay

Let them all eat death

Watch them take their final breath

Laugh as their mothers cry

'Cause they're next in line to die

Burn It Down

It's been said so many times before

This system's rotten to the core

Eating humanity to keep some wallets fat

All light snuffed out by bureaucrats

The whole thing's fucked so I say

Burn it down burn it down

I wanna burn the whole thing down

It's all corrupt so I say

Burn it down burn it down

Let's burn this fucker do the ground

It's an abusive love affair

It's fucked up beyond all repair

The only solution is to start anew

In your heart you know it's fucking true

Cops kill and rape and they don't lose shit

Mental illness is a crime I'm fed up with it

Gotta pay to live how don't you know that's fucked

It's a rich man's game and it fucking sucks

The Tide

Lost and wandering around

No motivation to be found

It's paralyzing

So tantalizing

I'm awake but I'm unconscious

Silencing my conscience

Self patronizing

It's agonizing

This sorry state I can't abide

So I'll dig in deep wait for the changing of the tide

Today I feel okay

Tomorrow I'll waste away

Self sabotaging

Never absolving

One step forward two steps back

Anxiety like a heart attack

It's suffocating

It's unrelenting

There's nothing I want more than to reach the shore

And to feel some peace inside

For now I am lost at sea the waves they carry me

But at least I'm still alive

Take Me Back

You say you miss me

You say you wanna see my face

You never knew me

You'd find me a goddamn disgrace

I'm all you were

All you wish you hadn't been

But I'm assured

I would rather live in sin

Go on and take me back

To the place that gave me all I lack

Where it feels like a heart attack

Go on and take me back

Well I don't miss you

I miss the lies I tell about you

I never knew you

And I don't like the truth

Go on and tell your fairytales

There's nightmares where I dwell

But I can make it on my own

Go on and say I'm the one who split

There's so much fucking more to it

And for my sins I'll never atone

Surprised by a Snake

Writing songs in the park on a warm spring day

Didn't expect that something was coming my way

Reach for my beer pull back in fear lock with them tiny eyes

I swear that motherfucker was in disguise

I was surprised by a snake

My mistake you're okay

I was surprised by a snake

Ask you to take a different way

It was startled back poised to attack

We were at an impasse

Something so beautiful yellow and black

Slowly retreated under my gig bag

I was surprised by a snake

Happy New Year

Started off the new year with a broken ankle

I hope it turns the fuck around

My joy and pain are tightly tangled

I pull myself up then fall back down

You know that I hate resolutions

But this year some shit has gotta change

I wouldn't say that I have clear solutions

I've just gotta rearrange

For now I'm reluctantly straight edge

Except for painkillers and caffeine

Well I ain't gonna make no pledge

But this year I'll try to say what I mean

How can you swim to shore

When you're so far out you can't see it anymore

Sometimes it takes a tidal wave

To push you in the right direction pull you out of a standing grave

Hurry Up and Wait

I'm sick to death of this passive suicide

Belabored breath it's so much easier to lie

I don't want to live but I swear I want to want to

I've got nothing to give if I secretly resent you

So just hurry up and wait we're all living just to die

Chasing predetermined fate too exhausted to cry

We are satellites trapped in descending orbits

Just drink away the night so you can ignore it

I'm so damn tired of waiting on myself

If set on fire I'd accept the lessened health

Self intervention feels like a year spent every day

Wavering determination on display

Burn like a star then fizzle out

Yearn for the bar to push it down

With a sense of entitlement

Live for the day die by the year

Give time away with every beer

Self immolation as enlightenment

Go to Sleep

Go to sleep my love go to sleep

You've been awake for far too long

You can feel your mind is working wrong

I hope you sleep to and through the dawn

I hope you dream a soothing song

When you wake up I hope you'll feel okay

I hope you're rested and ready for a new day

Hope all those anxious feelings go away

And when it's time to sleep again I pray you may

And I'm not saying you haven't tried

I know relief has been denied

Fully awake feeling weak and glassy eyed

I know it's something going wrong somewhere inside

Let's Have Fun

I've spent so long believing

Misery is the only thing worth expressing

But what has come of all my seething

Depression is so depressing

Maybe I'm a blight

But tonight that's alright

Let's have fun / Let's be corny

Let's drink until we're dumb

And admit we're horny

Let's have fun / Let's get reckless

Let's go all out

And have hair of the dog for breakfast

It's true the world's a mess

I often envy the deceased

But it aides no one to swallow stress

Even rebels need a release

But realization's just the first step

I still struggle not to hate myself

But I've seen how much worse it can get

When you fetishize poor mental health

Let's have fun / Let's do nothing

Let's talk a lot of shit

And pretend that's something