Another Christmas, another tall glass of rum
Well i appreciate the gesture but where i come from
you buy every drink that you order in times good and bad.
I know how you must see me
Haven't showered all day
I have not shaved in weeks
But I swear I can cover the cost,
Put it on my tab
Fruit flies in the closest
I hope that mama don't smell it.
Brother, he stained the carpet.
I guess that the balloon exploded again.
My work is inconsistent, I'm always on call.
Got the best view in the city, it's an old Stucco ceiling
And if ya grab a pillow and lay down it's like an old Rorschach test
although the room is spinning against the bathroom tile
it reflects your demons, your old repressed feelings
and my heads in the toilet and I realize
I have a lot to get off my chest.
Fruit flies in the closest
I hope that mama don't smell it.
Brother, he stained the carpet.
I guess that the balloon exploded again.
Fruit flies in the closest
I hope that mama don't smell it.
Brother, he stained the carpet.
I guess that the balloon exploded again.

Fruit Flies

I took a walk all alone last night
And nothing seemed the same.
Walked 'round the  block, saw the high school lights
While all the crickets chirped your name.
Then the wind blew and I knew it was you
A gentle breeze upon my face.
But now its gone, you're moving on.
You're moving. You're going home.
Well let me send you off with
My last goodbye, we all row the tide
The young, the old, the weak, and the strong.
But rest assured, we're not far behind 
And won't keep you waiting for too long.
I stood on that path and wondered where it crashed
I did all the math and found no reason.
A year's now passed and I'm still looking back,
Wish I could've known that you were leaving.
My last goodbye, we all row the tide
The young, the old, the weak, and the strong.
But rest assured, we're not far behind 
And won't keep you waiting for too long.
Well let me send you off with
I will not cry.  I reserve the right
To fondly think about when we were friends.
If there comes a time when we could reunite,
I promise not to say goodbye again.

Let Me Send You Off

Drinking beer and experimenting with sounds.  Four guitars and some Midi drums.

Sick Vibes

Arthritis in 5/4

Nameless Machine Song

1. When I'm Lonely (draft lyrics)

I wanna enroll in school
I wanna impress you
I wanna worship your god
Want you to give me your love
When I'm lonely and full of desire,
no.
I get so horny I become a liar.
no.

In My Mind (lyrics draft)
Well I'm constantly in my head
Its such a dull place to be
And I'm thinking way too god damned much
For someone as dumb as me
When you came you brought your promises
But when you left you didn't leave a dime
I'm trying to pull myself back together now
You know it gets harder every time.


2 Song Ideas: When I'm Lonely//In My Mind

Is it true you see blue in the river
as you're floating through outerspace?
And if I said I was cold and I shivered
would you wrap your own scarf 'round my face?
And say, "dear be quiet, don't you say another word,
I'll keep you warm in the winter."
Then I'd hold you so close (so close, oh so close)
And into your ear I would whisper,
"I'm not worried 'bout going to heaven, no,
You give me the heaven I need.
I'm not sure if up there that I'd fit in my dear,
At least down here I know you love me."
And if I said that I didn't love you,
could you tell that I gave you a lie?
And if I said "I'm lonely, I could use company."
Would you sit down with me for some time?
And as we lay in my bed together
Could you run your fingers through my hair?
And as I'm falling asleep, could you whisper gently
Words of love for my dream-self to hear.
I'm not worried about going to heaven, no,
You give me the heaven I need.
I'm not sure if up there that I'd fit in my dear,
at least down here I know you love me.


Down Here I Know

Belong 2 u idea for Liam

All of my friends

I want a girl I can bring home to mother
The type of girl that might let me fuck her
After a year of going stead and a promise ring.
She's gotta know it doesn't mean a thing to me.
I want a girl I can bring 'round my friends.
She'll drink them under the table again and again
And when we're done, we'll make out till dawn
But when I wake up in the morning she is gone.
She wants a boy that will hold her hand,
Write her letters, make grandiose day plans.
She wants a boy who's always on call.
The type that might catch her if she were to fall.
She wants a boy that would make a good father.
The type she'd count on without being a bother.
He'll take her out and buy her nice things.
She's gotta know that it just ain't me.
Well it just ain't me.
She's gotta know that it just ain't me.

Rough Demo: It Just Ain't Me

If money could talk I'd be in trouble.
I'd get lectured by my bottom dollar bill
For all the times I've forced it up my nostril
after using my bank card to powder pills.
And if these walls could speak, I'd pray that they speak easy
About the past mistakes that I have made.
The girl in my bed who said she loved me,
I ran away because I was afraid.
And if these shoes could whisper they'd tell all my secrets.
Late night walks and city blocks I stroll.
The neighborhood down by the river.
That's where she lived
Tell me where'd she go.
And if my heart could choose I think it'd quit it's beating.
I don't think it can keep the pace no more.
My brain would shut down, my lungs would stop breathing.
Without her its got no one to beat for.

Bottom Dollar

This is where the skeletons of potential songs hang. Demos, covers, and collaborations.  

Drunk bedroom pop punk.

Gutterhome

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