I've got a trip planned
Gonna watch the world spin
underneath my feet,
cuz my synthesis
has made you
red.

I see your outline,
on that spot near my door
where we'd fall like doves
and I'd fall in love.
now theres just
the floor.

And the skin she

Hey, dont you silence yourself now.
Let those words of passion just spill out.
Throw your rocks across mainstreet,
put a dent in every lie you see.

and when they place you in front of that mirror,
gouge your eyes out.
gouge your eyes out for me.

and when they tell

I heard that I got trapped
in a box inside your head.
Now I sleep by you each night,
in my sheets just wrapped up so tight.

And you will have my baby on a gray morning,
and I will work a labor day job full time,
just to see you wear that smile I love so well.

I wi

Painted like a masterpiece,
glowing skin modeled out on
shadow bed sheets.
Eyelids close so easily;
blue to pale to makeup running
over soft skin.

Contemporary like Domen Lombergar,
painted in subtle beauty's humid breath;
the product of our sweat.

Masterp

Color turns on a draft of air,
washes the soft scent of heat
over everything.
If I could sing,
if I could speak,
I'd tell you everything.

Bodies fumble in a dream,
ignites our soft white smiles
inside everything.
If you could cry,
if you could frown,

I know I don't know you.
And I know thats alright.
I'm positive you know me.
City Lights were my eyes,
and fire was my lung.

You suffer when you come and go.
And I'm sure that's right.
some just smile more
through the western dust
and the rural nights.

God will you set these broken bones?
The car is speeding now, and sometimes I'll catch myself dreaming of headlights at the next intersection.
and I bit my lip, sat up straight, and I still got lost.
One man, one kid, one boy can only take so much.
So I'm singing now;
Did you

You disappear for weeks,
as if you are a painting
thats lost it's color,
a saint thats lost his
faith.

Those uniform scars you didnt want
people to see...
I saw them cutting up your legs.
You said it was just a form of release.

The hopelessness I've seen b

My girl she has dark brown hair,
she colors her eyes in thoughts,
red tight tshirt and a heavy heart
beauty is not in the eye of the beholder,
because she's beautiful regardless, I swear

and I told her she's got to be happy,
I said without that there's just no hope.

I can't breathe, I cant hold my heavy head between my knees,
I'm a big mess. draping my hands on the back of my neck,
And theres not much else to do but keep pullin hair,
and its getting rough.
Harder then it ever was before.
And i thought everything was all figured out. All

I called you out.
said where ya been?
Cuz I have been here,
growin up in my head.

I've been alone,
and in this small town,
I've killed myself
one too many times.

So I met you on a Thursday,
I said I am angry,
I said I am scared.
I asked you to care

He drives around with that album that came out before you were gone.
she invests everything inside her pretty head, so opposite from me.

we hail from a small town,
where we envision ourselves hanging from bridges.
And we hail from a small town,
where those with personality

I got blood on my hands,
cure me, priest.
I am your vanity,
I am your quiestionairre.
I got money in my pocket.
Fix me up, America.
I am your apathy,
I am your fuck up.
I am a ballet,
a quartet of repressed progression,
a comfortable CEO.
I am love,

Idaho is cold,
cold in December.
And I lost my head,
lost it in November.

remember that gray room,
full of music,
where you'd sit with me, ooo
and we'd talk quietly.

cuz I havent forgotten what this string around my wrist means,
I havent forgotten the way

I asked her on a Spring night, Falling between swing sets,
walking around the park,In that vaccant parking lot,
glazed eyes and glowing faces, Jordan's always right.

Long talks in empty hallways, Department stores and smiles.
Neglected for a couple years, She spoke to me throug

Take your broken skin,
and bleed me out of it.

Take your appetite,
and quench your thirst with mine.

Take your shaking limbs,
and wrap me up in them.

Take your glowing lips,
and give me all that spit.

wrapped up in her comforter, I pray to myself
that

Bittersweet Times,
New Recruit Lines,
Standin in Front of a Mirror.
And If you Need Me,
I'll be out on the street,
I'm thinking of leaving for good.

I'm a bagger boy,
in a strip mall.
Strip me down,
I'll bare it all.
I'll bare it all.
I'm getting acq

The moon shone bright like a martyr,
And she was talkin to me.
She has my eyes,
She has my ears.
I'm glued.

I feel lost in this saintly place,
And she is a symbol of...
Of a good girl,
And I'm a bad boy.
Yes, I am.

Oh, I need some guidance.
I need

And I saw you're curves clean and tight,
And I saw your smile, sarcastic and trite,
It was external and I was surprised:
I think I'm forgetting you.

And my best friend has tied up his mind,
He's a sad boy now, skinny and scared,
Fucked up and internally scarred,
I t

If I knew how, I would write you a symphony.
But this is all I am apt to play for you, "Z."

I flew above what is sane or safe,
from a spot on that couch while I did pray.
I felt my spirit leave my frame,
luckily it pulled up from my legs.

I did behold immortality,