desert town of fools born of sand and rainmakers devoted to thirst
a best friend to kings faith substitutes for justice god will keep us poor
the only boss i care to listen to on Labor Day
it is not just missing the good times slamdancing in a circle pit with your best buds at a rock show blacklit basement parties
panic is my dance partner and
Tricia Wozniak went missing on No… 1987 walking home from Arey Elementary first there were signs all over town
when at war for so long peace becomes an awkward conflict so you keep fighting
an illness so cold he sees flames as medicine and treats his disease
the songs that have been played as it’s neck was tickled and it’s belly was rubbed those at the pawn shop have nightm… of too much Beatles
his grin covered in melted chocola… his hands covered in blood and no one to stop him thieves are not running scared they are running the show
i didn’t call her because i felt like being alone and celebratory sex wasn’t going t… to validate another year of suffer… another notch in the belt
Once I was a psychopath who took quite a shine to his ax. Many times I’d leave a blood bath… but meticulously clean, and particularly keen,
stuck out on a ledge with no stairs no ladder and no one to catch me
the broom disdains fate sweeping destinies away our futures of dust
there once was a drop of water misplaced in the ocean that was meant for something more never belonging with other drops lost at sea
