I’ll tear myself from limb to limb For you to suture up again It feels like the perfect win/win To play our roles, morals and sin

I’ve lost my joy Not sure where it went I can’t remember It’s sweet smelling scent It had to do

It’s really hard to get inside My inner circle, past my spies But if you think it’s worth a try You just might find a paradise

It won’t be pretty the tears the snot the mess Lifetimes

I was born for this Reflexes like a puss Even when I’m pissed

Would you wanna hang out some time To see if dreams maybe align Feels like our rhythms could be rh… And these voices might harmonize

If we would just ask Mother Nature for answers We might find our truths

I live a beautiful fantasy Standing before surging human seas Caught up in their own revelry Of my soul laid bare for all to se…

If you’re satisfied with yourself And the world you live in, Is that your cue To start again?

I wanna kiss your scars I wanna smell your stank I wanna taste your tears I wanna lick your taint I wanna hold you close

Really want to ask you out ‘Cause I feel a special bout Of the things we dream about Discipline and love devout

I’m not sure how I’ve come this f… From sinking pit to shooting star. Could it be when I loved my scars… Or when I chose to be this bard? Maybe, it happened, as a lark.

Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land

I’d like to see Some more of you But only if You think that’s cool If you would want

Martins are a special breed Set apart from rest, indeed Took me in when was in need Of a home and love extreme