I’m just another
Depressed
Suicidal
Struggle daily for survival
Blasphemous
Burning Bibles
I know when my word is final
Take a hit
Fake a smile
I’ve been dead for quite a while
Old man
Wild child
I don’t even like my style
Broke ass
No class
In the bush with no map
Three tabs
Whole bag
Let me see that ass clap
Smoke weed
Six speed
Don’t know what it all means
Adderall and coffee
Get the fuck up off me

Get back
Stay back
Get fucked
Get away from me

Get the fuck up off me

Get back
Stay back
Get fucked
Get away from me

Get the fuck up off me

Get back
Stay back
Get fucked
Get away from me

Get the fuck up off me

Get back
Stay back
Get fucked
Get away from me

Get the fuck up off me bitch

Back Up

Set the scene and rush the stage
Party’s over, turn the page
Free the beast, loose the cage
I can finally see

All that’s left inside my head
Are shadows, ghosts, and living dead
You haven’t heard a word I said
No respect for the grave

This is not the me I’m after
Looking back cannot recapture
Echoes past full of laughter
No memory remains


Well pardon me, I’ve lost control
I’ve seen all this inside my soul
I cannot fill this fucking hole
I cannot break away

Inside my head a virus lies
A parasite nowhere too hide
Because of this I must comply
I must now obey


Back and forth between these scars
I’ve lost all track of where we are
On our own we’ve got this far
With thoughts of yesterday

The seeming silence, the void it fills
A flash of violence, the mood it killed
Tell me that this isn’t real
Tell me it’s OK

A Reverie

It’s all forsaken
Lost to time
My chemical cult
Has made up my mind
I’m impatient
Stoned and blind
Don’t stare too close
At what I find

I see right through you
Your hopes, your pride
Can’t run too far
From these dead eyes
It will consume you
From deep inside
Get in the car
Go for a ride

Your pain, your loss, your perfect hideaway
You’ve paid the cost, the endless summer days
I see my faults, I count out all the ways
Believe these thoughts I’ve been the cause
For all the bullshit that I’ve laid

Bring me this faith
This solemn thought you had
For all good things will eventually go bad
No strength
No reason or cause
Am I a man under all these flaws

I see right through you
You’re weak, you lied
The life has gone from your pale blue eyes
Is this the true you
That you despise
The you from which you try to hide

You have to wait for the end for it to end
There’s much to do til then my only friend
These rules must be broke before I bend
This leaden yoke to which I tend

Your sacrifice will be placed upon the scale
Your mind will want to tear away from the veil
These last few moments are precious still
Weave your thoughts, make the message real

I see right through you

Gossamer

Fuck off
I thought I’ve said it a thousand times before
Or you’ll meet my
Sawn off
I’ll pop your head in, brains are on the floor
You’ve got fucking
Cutoff
The truth about it is no goodwill endures
Just go ahead and
Runoff
While you’ve got the feet to hit the floor

As a matter of fact it’s the absence of that
Which made us both brothers, it all turned to black
The shirt off my back, the grind of the axe
I’ll pay this all forward and give it all back

Fuck off
I thought I’ve said it a thousand times before
Or you’ll meet my
Sawn off
I’ll pop your head in, brains are on the floor
You’ve got fucking
Cutoff
The truth about it is no goodwill endures
Just go ahead and
Runoff
While you’ve got the feet to hit the floor

Say it again to my face like a man
You don’t understand, I am who I am
It’s all part of the plan you can’t comprehend
Now game over bitch, there’s no try again

Fuck off
I thought I’ve said it a thousand times before
Or you’ll meet my
Sawn off
I’ll pop your head in, brains are on the floor
You’ve got fucking
Cutoff
The truth about it is no goodwill endures
Just go ahead and
Runoff
While you’ve got the feet to hit the floor

Fuck Off   

Fuck Off

Come clean
Honestly
And then we’ll wake up in a dream
Oh no
We’ll glow

Cocaine
And Vasoline
Nothing’s ever what it seems
I know

Slow Ride
on LSD
What is my reality
Let’s go

Psychedelia

Hope flickers faintly, smothered beneath failure and the relentless march of time. The ground calls, pulling you toward stillness, where sight and sound fade into irrelevance. The voices that once pushed and pulled now demand silence, their whispers urging surrender. In the end, all that remains is the echo of what was—a fleeting memory carried away by the wind.

Breathe
Release
I’m going to see my family
Sleep
Bring me peace
Ties I’ve cut or watched decay

Come now your time is up
You’ve already tried and lost
Made it but paid the cost
And nobody gives a fuck

Here your legacy dies
For I know my time is nigh
The deafening blank stare sighs
Drown out all your cries

We
All bleed
The claret stain of tragedy
Please
Tell me
I need to know if I'm too late

I’m lost and cannot be found
My head stuck in the clouds
I’m six feet below the ground
Living the sight and the sound

Voices inside my head
All fucking want me dead
I can’t stop to hear
If I make it through the year

Breathe
Release
I’m going to see my family
Sleep
Bring me peace
Ties I’ve cut or watched decay

Know
I’m wrong
I lost my path
Raced and crashed
Took too long

Hope
Is gone
There’s no coming back
I promise you that
What’s dead is gone

End of the Line

I woke up
5 o' clock on the dot
Felt the morning pull me up
I'm stable
Tryna be what I'm not
The alarm it just goes off
Unable
To give what I got
But I'm sorry is not enough
Hold on
If this ride doesn't stop I swear I will fall off
If this ride doesn't stop I swear I will fall off

Fall Off

Oh
I am in too deep
The blood upon my hands
Is staining


Pestilence a draining rot
Famine from my own face
War in my mind a constant battle
Death my one true fate

This stage is all I’ve got
To perform the acts of my play
If you’ll lend an ear, I’ll weave a story
Of lost eternity

You know I’m all that I’m not
I’m trying my best to see
These fairytales have tragic endings
Thats how it’s supposed to be


Oh
I am in too deep
The blood upon my hands
Is staining


Cloven my feet stamp the ground
With each inch and foot too be won
If only my father could see
My crusade could be done

Hallowed my slumber awaits
In these halls of stone
Do as my will dictates
In this grave I call my home

We shall witness the fall
The coming of the lord
The streets have filled with dead
And the ever rising horde

In this twist of fate
All will be revealed
If it’s not too late
If any of this is real


Oh
I am in too deep
The blood upon my hands
Is staining

No
I can finally see
What’s inside my head
Is failing

Oh
I am in too deep
The blood upon my hands
Is staining

No
I can finally see
What’s inside my head
Is failing

Too Deep

Stop me, tell me has it all gone to rot
This life, this strife, well it’s all that we got and
Something kills me and it’s all that I want
But something tells me that it's all just a front


I can’t get through this nightmare
I can’t get through this day


Sick of it, sycophant
A beligerant cryptogram
I’m an inverted pentacle
A subliminal infogram

I’m sick of the usual
But committed to similar
I don’t come in peace
I’m a hostile visitor


I can’t get through this nightmare
I can’t get through this day

Sycophant

You picked me up, I don’t remember
And I couldn’t tell you why
In these dreams the only place it seems
Where you haven’t died

In the dry early December
No ambulance cries
The silent screams waiting underneath
Tear at us inside

The walls stained cigarette
The floors covered in dust
The place lives on as I remember
Instead of all this rust

Why can’t we go back there
Before time took it’s toll
I need a place I can call home
Before I grow old

No

Psychedelia

A Darker Breed

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