- Confessions Of A Dangerous Mouth
I've got a word inside my mouth right now It's burning, it's begging for a chance to come out It's gonna dance it's way from ear to ear and everybody's gonna wa...
- Dead Flowers Forever
Beneath these feet, underneath the thick concrete… There used to be a sandy beach, but no one will ever know Flowers used to grow beneath the paving stones Vale...
- Deaf Before Dishonor
In the house again, collecting symptoms of sicknesses The TV is on… the volume is down When people move their mouths and nothing comes out… get loud In the car ...
- Everything Is A Commercial
Everybody come and gather round We've got the latest/the greatest hits from the underground It's all brand new and improved Guaranteed to shake your hips and ma...
- Freedom vs. the Perception of Necessity
This freedom rings, it stings my skin like the chill of a sinner. This freedom rings, it stings my skin, just like the chill... A lot of people are seeing red. ...
- In Case I Die Tonight
Sometimes I feel more dead than alive I try, try, try… I don't know why, Got to remind myself I'm not the only one In case I die tonight, tell my momma it's alr...
- Knives On 45's
Like a pen and pad of loose leaf filled front to back With bad ideas and tales of loose teeth Like diaries of rivalries; cures for your anxieties They travel th...
- Let Your Momma Know
Let your mamma know I've got a PHD in cheap hotels and taco bells, And how the hell we're gonna get from here all the way to there with only 23 hours to go Tell...
- Little Miss Apocalypse
Oh lady, oh lady with the crystal ball Do you see me walking tall? Do you even see me at all? Oh baby, come here and read my palm Can you tell me what's going o...
- Paranoia Is A Skill
Is this the place, the place I wake up everyday? Is this the face, the face I fake everyday? Is this the way I comb my hair, is this the way I wear my clothes? ...
- This Is The Way We Move
You can tell he's been calm since the day he was born And you can hear him cuz now he's all pointed at the earth screaming like a bomb This is the way we move T...
- Tools Of The Tirade
I've got two eyes They spy every lie you hide between those lines I've got two ears They hear every cry you drown out with that noise I've got 2 arms, two hands...
- We Write Our Own Anthems
Can you tell from the way we wear our scars so well? We've got a reason to be cynical You can tell from the razorblades we smuggle in our mouths we've got a rea...