//i'm so tired of not loving you 
and carving slivers out of wood 
they've been living in my back 
and ripping through my shoes 
i'm so sick of loving you// 


//all i know is this city sucked the smooth out of my skin leaving nothing much more than poison in the streets. things get darker and strange when i'm standing in range; a satellite ridding through my brain. feeling fuzzed out and cool. my sour eyelids are power tools but i wonder if you wonder about me. cause all alone is insane, i saw fit to complain. i bellyache cause i'm hungry; woopdie doo. 

i don't wanna sound too messianic 
but i think i've found a solution for all of this 
my eyes project unyielding white light 

and i can explain 

words don't seem to escape. i'm all glue stick and tape. sycophantic, bottom feeder; it's all the same. empty wallet, empty mind. out of water, out of time. i feel the devil's finger poking in my back. when we were closer, i caved. you were kinder and brave. i was wrecking little havocs in yer hair and then you took off for good and i figured i would keep caving and raising little hells//

Written and performed by King Buzzard 
Engineered by Kalio Sittlinger

i'm so sick // explain

Music for the feeling you had in the basement suite you rented a few years ago with only one window.