i want to be the keeper of the moon you love
in a sea of stars past even all the clouds above
i'd spend the rest of my life sitting up in the sky
and when you admire my work, i'd have a sense of pride

just words and soliloquies
written to be presented
trying to sound poetic
it's so pathetic

they don't mean anything to anybody
but i hope that they find
a way into your head
i think them prettier than i

i'm sorry, i don't even like drugs, i hate the shit that i took
i just want a summer of love
it'll never happen again, i'll never be like them
but i already took more than enough
i know i'm the fucking best at messing up the rest of
my life without any help from
the people that hate my guts, they wanna make me cry but
fuck 'em, i can do it myself

the body won't mind anymore
spread out across the floor
don't ever let it go
it's never coming home
a beautiful black swan
from dusk until dawn
until it gets tainted
when light starts to paint it

lying to your mom
about crying on the sidewalk
i love the misery
more than myself anyway
i want to be a ghost
i'd go to every sacred home
that you will learn to love
so you won't ever have to be alone

(the festival begins)

go through the steps
pulled from memory
different than
the way that it should be
words fail
where tears succeed
give them life
through bon odori

matsuri forever!

i hate myself and everything i stand for

you'll love me when i'm dead

waste of time w/STI.

THIS LIFE IS NOT WORTH LIVING WITHOUT MY WAIFU

sleeping for far too long
waiting for someone to come
i've been waiting for about a million days
tell me sugar have i come too late

our body's two tonight
our body's two tonight
tonight
tonight

2 body problem

for a moment, i'll be an angel
high to low then a bloody faceful
of concrete, gore, and filth and obscenity
while i'm floating i'll become capable
of being golden, gorgeous, graceful
and it's only for the time i'm flying, but finally

i will look so lovely
and then all of you will see
the way i saw myself
in the bathroom mirror
with a face covered in tears
it was half past midnight in hell
you will know my body
every scar that's written on me
all of the thoughts in my mind
you'll think they are so beautiful
and that you could have saved it all
that i was just too pretty to die

i tried to get to heaven
when i was close, i came back down
i would fall like that forever
but i'll have to hit the ground
i'll pierce straight through the planet
and i'll party with the pagans
i'll plummet through all nine circles
and land right next to satan

you'll listen to my songs
that i worked on for so long
at least somebody's hearing them now
you'll read all of my writing
hope that it makes you start crying
take the words right out of your mouth
i will live on in the inking
and the melodies you're singing
in your hearts and minds just as well
you'll think that i was lovely
then all of you will love me
the way only i loved myself

Ika-Ika-Ikarus!

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cosmic fish swim through space
and leave behind in their wakes
spit and blood and sweat and tears
i put them into this song right here
houseplants die faster around me
it's not my fault
they don't say that they're thirsty
geisha girl in a ghibli film
the koi in the pond tend to bleed from the gills
oh no...

this fantasy is all i deserve
she's a nice young lady, or so i've heard
but i talk better with the written word
i stu- i stu- i stu-
i stutter around her
still, if poetry is what speaks to you,
i can craft haikus and sonnets, too
and if storytelling is what you crave
i've been- i've been-
i've been writing all goddamn day!

she's more mieko kawakami
i lean towards dazai
a battle theme plays when they wield knives
angelic catgirls are fighting way up in the sky
tragedy is pretty   
hero cult of achilles
an obsession with classical antiquity
what's this name mean to ya?
have you heard of caligula?
do you get nervous at all when you talk to me?

half a mortal and a half-blood prince
your other half's a fairy tale
but the whole truth is
i want to feel the ridges of your fingertips
i want- i want- i want- i want-
i want your kiss
now, tr-tragically,
it's time to start panicking
i've shared too much
i hope you're not mad at me
no words from her mouth, but i understood
she don't- she don't like me the way i wish she would
i guess all i will say is that i can't regret it
because i promised that i wouldn't
when i first had said it
it just kills me 'cause it's oh so pathetic
and i know- i know-
i know that i'll never forget it
but i would do it all again
like, infinity times
because there's a universe where i make you mine
and i wouldn't know if this was it unless i tried
but now i've got- i've got-
i've got to say goodbye

Gills

I walked into a café and ordered a long black. Triple shot.

And the barista asked if I wanted milk.

That moment stuck with me, how something so clear gets misread. Wasn't just once.

This isn’t a joke song. It’s frustration. So I put it into a track.

Long black. That’s the order. That’s the whole point.

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