• Apoc-When
  • Apocalypse!
    Take my hand and don't let me go An 'til the sun is swallowed and shallow And darkness comes to sing us all to sleep Face to face without waking graves Is this...
  • Closer
    Picture yourself painted in black starlite skies Like a painted canvas stained to white Will make believe we were better of this way Shadows taking shape in sca...
  • Goldmine Valentine
    She's a black widow best friend Cold as the cock of a colt 45 She fled the scene, she shed the sheets And sold the movie rights She swore before her chastity Wi...
  • Hey Summer
    Well, I don't mean to push The streets are rolled in dust But you're waiting there for me What's inside of us That reaches out to touch And always come up empty...
  • I'll Meet You At The Bottom
    Oh, so such a dirty little word Addictive like a party drug That fakes the senses to make sense of what we love So picture your pinstripes without any lines Lik...
  • Jessie
    A little baby in a black dress lately Making me crazy makes me oh so sad You've got me spinning in a thousand places While you're out spending daddy's cash So ...
  • Reved & Ready
    Danger danger, eyes on fire She's dressed down, revved and ready to go Waiter waiter, something stronger She's stealing glances, ready to go Breathe her in and ...
  • Romance In A Slow Dance
    The hands are reaching for the three and the twelve But the limbs in the light aren't fading Tangled figures dream they stay just to spite The secret life she's...
  • Skinny Jeans
    She's got an old suitcase of summer clothes But she's got nowhere to go She's got fifteen bucks left to her name And the road to call her own She sleeps alone ...
  • The Chemicals Of You
    Bright lights in a city that seems Too big to ever believe Soul searching is a dangerous road Where thrill seekers get dead to get living So desperate and delib...
  • Thieves We Are
    We are hollow bodies pressed against a brittle door Guilty of breaking faith we once were fighting for We wish we could go back And we wish that we were num The...
  • When Did We Lose Ourselves
    So young to seem such a mess Dead shy and scared half to death (of the rest) Set sail from shores of innocence For data banks and fashion friends We don't know...