I stick to my sheets like failed reproduction Soaking up on slowing down and the only thing Worse than being alone is when I'm not alone I am in love with what...

We're lost love with nothing to give Our hearts are over-medicated An overdosed America Sharing a closet with our skeletons And in being needed, not what we nee...

These thoughts can't be mine But they're the only thoughts I have In this city of imitation, dying to survive And when night comes it's spent on Getting drunk a...

Naked and bathing the semen away Uncomfortable and left behind The saliva shines a silver as we make love As I lose myself in pretending Pulse catches in conti...

Sedation is not meditation That isn't what substitutes for conversation And who is wrong over holes burning into their heads Or bloated sacks shifting in their ...

I have bottomed out and my future doesn't fit into my schedule All booked up on depression and self-loathing Buried deep in sleep from passing out, no time to p...

For all the girls that have interest in me Please forget me Just go home I'm breaking bones Over roaming free, empty, and with nowhere to go Who wants a boy sad...

She kisses like cough syrup when I have a cold But we're not in love, we're just alone Like a drug company's overdose Trying to replace our heads with holes We...

This isn't what it used to be Like folded corners of worn pages trying to hold their place, Because no one fucking cares anymore, I'm peeling back finger nails ...

This isn't what it used to be Like folded corners of worn pages trying to hold their place, Because no one fucking cares anymore, I'm peeling back finger nails ...

This isn't what it used to be Like folded corners of worn pages trying to hold their place, Because no one fucking cares anymore, I'm peeling back finger nails ...

Away from the rivers we gather our things for tonight Apart from the ocean the smell Of this worn away machine carrys her away Alone i said to myself, i will wa...

Is there anyone in this city? Anyone who isn't asleep? I'm feeling lost counting steps between street lights Still drawing triangles on my wrists Hanging out in...

My time was on your time if you were on your own time Your sleep stole my mind A fear in circles through waiting around But now, it's over And we aren't always ...

i didn't really need an explanantion when half of the time i was wondering if we were both in this the way i was if every second you were thinking of me when al...