Education, Contemplation, Dedication CD (1999)

Education, Contemplation, Dedication (EP)

Sanctuary

I sometimes lay awake at night
Waiting for my dreams 
To wake up the next day
 and hoping that I'lI see
Everything is back to normal
Everything is as it was
But I will never see this day
And this is all because
You're too blind to see
The people that need you most
Maybe I should die tonight
so You can see My ghost
I've never felt more cold
I've never felt more alone
I'm sailing on this ocean here
Searching for My home
We all laugh
It's so fake
I'm feeling sick
Don't say that you'll wait long rebuilding yourself out of broken stone
i want your respect
i want you to care
my hearts left in pieces 
and broken by the stairs

World At A Glance - Inside Jokes

2 random songs by nathan and andrew

recorded live at the sanctuary . 3/11/24
by @_kyl3rs

lyrics -
i can't remember
what i'm meant to be

remember december
when you needed me

time spent in bed
wasting, breathing heat

a letter to you . live

celibacy

Milk and honey

Bomb You - DEMO

Fuck
Fuck,
What the fuck?
Ar ar,
Yeah yeah,

I need the spores the whores the spores when I’m feeling manic,
No time before, just sit back enjoy the panic,
I’ll spread this coast to coast, Pacific to Atlantic,
And leave the slut you boast, specifically so frantic,
Looking at my scars aren’t they terrifically most tragic,
So leave your cuts to roast, tribute to my semantics,
Eating up your nuts on toast, sineu to feed my antics, 
Times running out to ghost, distribute sand in glasses

Sometimes, I look at my wrist and I think if I slit it then I would be happy,
Then my brain starts to chime in if you fucking do it you’re being all goofy and sappy,
Took a look at the list for my reasons today that Im feeling so two faced and snappy uh, 
Im gearing up for the climb, sick with the crime,
With the barrel I'm tappy!


You can’t cuff a wrist this slick, 
Malice even if you did I’m running up and screaming 
“Faggot come get it! Your besty fucks real nice, sucked me five ways to heaven, while he nealed down on rice!”

(Guess what?)

Don’t need this fucking shit, 
I’ll never fucking quit,
It’s time you ducked and split, 
Go running, falling, tumbling,
And if you’re tucking clips, 
Just know I’m twitching, gunning,

Got no more patience so I might blow your brains out,
I snort up the matter I’m ready to go!
Said I'm a saint, really want dick in the back of her throat, my hand starts to choke, 
Shits pumping rhythmically, see that shit busting the back of his neck like it’s ‘bout to blow,
Get it I get it my sick you regretted but fuck in the moment you were rolling my snow!

I’m a god, huh,
So shake my hand before my shits played, all throughout, Japan,
She treated me like I’m a king, made me think I’m the man, 
Then let my homies kids swim with mine, like goddamn, 
Ha! Ha!

You think I’m not aware,
Of what’s going on,
Men in suits watch my every move, keep the lights on,
When they come running I might spin my python,
Middle aged crisis my 44s taste like god.

Robitussin Ranger

HUMAN STENCH RESTS IN THE MORGUE - UNTITLED

The title track from "Only Tools And Corpses".

Gorerotted "Only Tools And Corpses"

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