Tulip

stake my head into the ground
stake my heart without a sound
sent from God to kill us now
sent from God, kill us now

got me a woman got me a nail
trapped in my mind like a prison cell
extolled above all shall be jael
for making my life a living hell

and i love her
and i love her

i trusted you to treat me right
drinking away till the end of night
head on your lap everything was alright
now i wish i was never alive

Stake My Head Into The Ground (old mix)

COMMUNICATION BREAKDOWN

Blue Mire Choir cover

https://soundcloud.com/bluemirechoir

Christian Moms in the 90s Warned Us About This (demo)

Cover art by me

Lyrics:
I'm afraid of college
I'm afraid of spending money to fail out
My only knowledge
Is the shit that falls out of my mouth
When I try to speak I can't believe
That I'm not fucking special needs
At least I'm honest with myself,
I have absolutely nothing figured out

Rhyme random shit and call it a pop song
I can't fuckin play along
Every song I write's a diatribe
Too much to say, it's a waste of time
I neglect hooks to pour my own heart out
People ask me if I need help
But I can't even trust myself
Why would I tell anyone else

I'm a fuckin failson
I'm a troglodyte with nothing real to say
I'm a disappointment
Nothing I do will ever be the same
I'm a fucking failson
My dad's got a 401K
I'm a fucking failure
Every breath I take I'm more of a shame

My friends are all figuring out
How to get out of the house
And I'm still just tryin'
To get the foot out of my mouth
The only thing I'm good at
Won't take me anywhere
I guess I'll just pretend
That I don't care

Spitting image of my father
All the emotions, none of the barter
I'm the fuckin failson
failure of my family
The best I am is fucking friendly

I'm a fuckin failson
I'm a fuckin failure
I'm a fuckin failson
I'm a fuckin failure
I'm a fuckin failson
IM A FUCKIN FAILURE

Failson

lyrics:

i need therapy
i dont wanna
rot no longer
dont care what
they think of me
tendencies are getting stronger

what in the fuck do i say?
what in the fuck's wrong with me?

crawling in my hair
digging into itself
altering my brain
killing my mental health
dancing in my prayers
feigning the screams for help
drowning in my pain
making me kill myself

(no one likes you !!!!!)

its not the right thing
to say
its not the right way
to be
but i can show you
the way
look very close and you'll see

crawling in my hair
digging into itself
altering my brain
killing my mental health
dancing in my prayers
feigning the screams for help
drowning in my pain
making me kill myself

i dont have much space left
to keep you in my head
in times of twisted gloria
with all that has been said
im so glad that we met
in times of my euphoria
patched up all the bugs
but you can still find them

crawling in my hair
digging into themselves
altering my brain
killing my mental health
dancing in my prayers
feigning their screams for help
drowning in my pain
making me kill myself

Beta Test

Indecision breeds obsession
Overthinking every lesson
You would think I’d pick a side
I can’t run but I can hide
If I say nothing that means everything
I am running out of words to sing
I’m running out of time
And excuses for my lines 

Making too much out of nothing
Making nothing out of something
I can scream and shout
The words aint coming out
Afraid of people and myself
I’m strangling my mental health
Over people who never cared
Over too many things that blare

Anxiety is killing me
I don’t know what I should be
To afraid to speak for myself
I Can’t stand anyone else

Indecision breeds indifference
To many choices I’ve been given
I guess I’m just to scatterbrained
To act remotely fucking sane
I don’t care and I can’t speak
I guess I’ll take it on the cheek
I guess that I just talk too fast
Happiness will never last

Arguing all over nothing
I just really wanna do something
Am I helpless or just lazy
What is it I don’t see?
Optics games and optics lines
All along something to prize
Of dignity or blind old luck
I think that I’ve just had enough

Anxiety is killing me
I don’t know what I should be
I think plenty for myself
But those words aren’t coming out of my mouth

Fencesitter

I Don't Want To Live Or Die

Dear Miss Congresswoman

open wound
let out everything
false notions of what i thought i was

squeezing through
it's the death of me
holding on to temporary love

this is cruel
this is everything
cutting off my arm to save my life

and this is truth
if i could believe:
if you die before you die, you won't die when you die

bloodletting

Hop Away

I make very good music for average people

God loves you

I Don't Want To Live Or Die

Greens On Toast

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