The moon is high and with my one good eye, I can see you, running away.
But if you take the time girl, i know you'll see i'm, not the same old flesh eating zombie. 
I would show you my heart, or entrails.

Well those other girls they meant nothing to me, they were only there to statiate my needs. a guy can't live on blonds alone, he needs a body to take home.

And like a virus your in my blood, One little bite is never enough. It's like the big infectious ones, that turn to terror and buckets of blood. I love, the way you taste. And it would be such a waste, to stop at your face, when i could have all of you.

why does it always end the same, with a bitten arm and a bloody dame. one day i'll find the way, to make the hunger for lovers go away. But now i see my brand new date, and this night begins to take your shape. cause you stole my heart, so i'll tear your apart, and eat your brain.

And like a virus your in my blood, One little bite is never enough. It's like the big infectious ones, that turn to terror and buckets of blood. I love, the way you taste. And it would be such a waste, to stop at your face, when i could have all of you.

Maybe your just that into me, but your so much more than a meal to me...
I need to taste those precious lips, those legs limbs and delicious hips.

and this kiss, you wont forget. I know, i'll eat your lips. And of the rest of you, because that's what zombie guys do.

And this kiss, you wont forget. 

Zombie

Home

When we die, we go to heaven. At the gate we meet saint peter.
meeting up with our friends who been waiting. Catch a cab, over to our apartment, 

We'll settle in and unpack our suitcases, hang the drapes and watch some TV. 
Make love, in beds made of cotton. Sleep in, for centuries.

In paradise.

Then one day, after a few blissful centuries. I notice you crying on the balcony. Your sighing at the sky, and only I know why. Wondering if your lost friends, ever made it it.

To paradise.

I beg you please, not to leave me. But i can see that there's no convincing.  Tears in your eyes, you say that you gotta'. But heaven's so big, i'm afraid i might lose ya.

So as u leave i pray, as you leave i pray...

Don't my name, the place where i'm from, the home that we built, the love that i won. The sound of my voice, the press of my kisses, we always seemed to be...

In paradise.

A hundred years, or maybe ten million. I spot a stranger somewhat familiar. I say "excuse me, don't i know you?" She says, "we've all got that kinda face here...".

In paradise.

Paradise


not the only orphan with a father
he taught me all of what he was
gave me reasons to be stronger
gave me a reason to make my armor

showed me how to live in ignorance,
showed me how to congregate
showed me how God was just like a father
 a holy spirit filled with hate

gloria, the things,this child has seen
but love to me, was a violent machine
still u held this child of lust, 
faithful to all that we was
saw the shine, not the rust

over the years i loved her
over the years i hate
shedding pieces of my armor
she found weak spots in the plates

gloria, the things,this child has seen
but love to me, was a violent machine
still u held this child of lust, 
faithful to all that we was
saw the shine, not the rust

now i no longer need the metal
the pitted surface of a lie
the grace you showed this man of metal
the grace to be born again

gloria, the things,this child has seen
but love to me, was a violent machine
still u held this child of lust, 
faithful to all that we was
saw the shine, not the rust

Gloria

You spoke without words, your love was declared.
Written in my body, punctuated with a kiss.
Then the tongue would flutter, a barrier of words.
Did i read you wrong, in the shadow of a doubt.

But you wrote it down, dictated with your hands, signed with your passions.
How could i not trust, letters between bodies? The pen that pierced my heart, was it a forgery.

still i have your letters, tattooed on my breast. The pen that pierced my heart, Was it a forgery. Now the relief, between all your letters.
And a flippant tongue, that sees me with disgust.

But you wrote it down, dictated with your hands, signed with your passions.
How could i not trust, letters between bodies? The pen that pierced my heart, was it a forgery.

Letters Between Bodies Mixed

you were here, then your gone, the hollow echo, when your not around 
all the things, that we did, now painted with the blackest bitterness

cause when you lose, and lose big. the mind and the heart can't stop expecting 
like a reflex, now depreciated. the jerk of the heart expectations.

re, turn to me, tell me that it's all been dreaming.
undo your abscense, from the present, and prove that miracles exist.
 
the smile on your face, knowing you knew me here in this place.
joy, turned to ache, the tides rising in the wake of your displace.

And loss, my loss, your loss, quick the hearts pace.
and the dreams, bring only tears, cascading the moments  of the love upon your face.

re, turn to me, tell me that it's all been dreaming.
undo your abscense, from the present, and prove that miracles exist.

Letting go, making peace, the words mean nothing to me.
dark embrace, of sarrow spills, from the heart now torn.
let leak, all the sadness, and wish for days gone bye.


Return to me

Remember

Basement Ghost

 What can I do? What can I make?  Have I spent my time giving you filthy rags? Even my best,  is only my flesh,  only your presence will revitalize  
So one more time. I put my faith in your love. One more time I let my efforts go. In your friendship. Into your love. Into your presence. I come.  so draw me draw me draw me draw me  

Draw Me

SwingingDoor

Some songs i wrote over the past few years...

Joshua Studebaker 1