it sure is great i don't do drugs all the time
though i still smoke weed and i still drink wine
but it's fine....it's how i like to spend my time
i got some friends who still act like buffoons
snorting lines of molly in public bathrooms
i wanna show them that there's so much more
than taking shots of whiskey til they fall all over the floor
they're puking over the bridge at the edge of town
if you hear bottles breaking then you know it's going down
can't live forever in some dealer's basement
they're selling dirty panties in the hopes that they can pay rent

and their skin is turning yellow from their ears down to their toes
they've got ground-down canine teeth and they've got powder on their nose
they'd better turn their lives around or this is how it goes
they'll be face-down in a snowbank cos they stumbled and they froze

and i don't -- even -- miss those fucked up nights
and if they joined me in near-sobriety they might also find it nice

got a head full of acid and they're popping pills
don't care what kind, they'll do what they will
so it's fine....at least it's not a crime
there's nothing like making out with strangers
blacking out didn't even seem like a danger
hitting house shows and parties taking shots of tequila
though we knew from experience that tequila will kill ya
it took too many nights of falling asleep
with my skirt hiked up around my thighs right there on the street
it ain't fine....i took it as a sign
the last time i took speed i barely remember 
the last time i took LSD was back in december
i saw the faces of angels and they said this was it
you can't waste away your life just doing this shit
ditch your drugged-out friends and start therapy
hopefully someday you'll be able to see

that your skin is turning yellow from your ears down to your toes
you've got ground-down canine teeth and you've got powder on your nose
you'd better turn your life around or this is how it goes
you'll be face-down in a snowbank cos you stumbled and you froze

and i dont -- even -- miss those fucked up nights
and if you joined me in near-sobriety
you might also find it nice!

Originals

(All My Friends Have) Jaundice

strumming & singing random shit......sorry for the abrupt ending, my mom called me

Trailer Park Boys/ Go Vote!

Cover City

I Miss You

there's this place called new york city
it's a crazy world where tourists wanna come
must be nice just to visit
but all the natives wanna do is run
once you're born in new york city
it's so hard to make plans to escape
don't know how i'll get used to woods or dirt roads
not even one building to skyscrape

gonna die in this fucking city
gonna die beneath fucking city lights
i don't care if you don't believe me
i'm gonna die of these fucking city nights

i wanna breathe air
that doesn't taste like cigarettes
i wanna meet people
who actually give a shit
we could grow community gardens
maybe have enough food for all
but instead let's knock down another soup kitchen
and build another ugly mall

gonna die in this fucking city
gonna die beneath fucking city lights
i don't care if you don't believe me
i'm gonna die of these fucking city nights

but the people here
they're all dying too
and though i wanna help
there's really nothing i can do
so even if i get away
i know i won't be gone for long
and maybe when i do return
we can all sing this song (so sing along)

gonna die in this fucking city
gonna die beneath fucking city lights
don't give a shit if you don't believe me
i'm dying here from these fucking city night

i'm dying here of these fucking city nights

Escape! Escape!

Weary Traveler

we're two punk kids with ukuleles on our heads
kinda cute, kinda dirty, kinda wishing we were dead
if the world in our minds was where we could be
then music and highway is all that we would see

so until these four-chord changes will make us rich
got no pocket change for gas so we might as well hitch
we'll be hoping someday that if we just play this game
what we do and what we love will finally be the same

and you can still make me feel like a teenage nightmare
i'm dropping out of school because i'm young and i don't care
we can both drive now but you're too far to bear
so meet me in the middle 
and we'll roadtrip
for the rest of our lives

in high school we had sing-a-longs and tried stupid drugs
we were freaks who wore gigantic hoodies and never killed bugs
we read horoscopes in chemistry class and drank heavy cream
and everyone who knew us said that we were quite a team

and as we aged we grew an aching hunger for travel
to feel sunshine in the forest, to feel our boots over gravel
loading up on adventures is our life's central theme
life is beautiful and terrible
but it's mostly a dream <3

and you can still make me feel like a teenage nightmare
i'm sleeping in my car tonight because i'm young and i don't care
the city, it tastes like cancer...i wanna breathe fresh air
so meet me in the middle 
and we'll roadtrip
for the rest of our lives

mhmm, this summer

meet me in the middle
and we'll roadtrip
for the rest of our lives
<3

Meet Me in the Middle

Days N Daze cover
played nice n softly bc my family was asleep
(don't get used to it)

Wholesale Failure (soft)

Wholesale Failure

i want a lover to suck off my bruises
my shins are combat boot pale skin purple
millions of people in times square to fuck
i never once felt pretty in school

she moans like a heart-broken banshee
i think i'm dying and i wish someone would feed me
she moans like a heart-broken banshee
i think i'm dying and i wish someone would feed me

too many nerds with razor blade bracelets
too many punks into kitty-cat cosplay
this song serves no very good purpose
a rainstorm washed off my makeup today

and she laughs like a suicidal prom queen
i know i'm dying now i need someone to feed me
she laughs like a suicidal prom queen
i know i'm dying now, i need someone to feed me

help me, i'm dying now i need someone to feed me
help me i'm dying now i need someone to please me
oh, help me, i'm dying now i need someone to feed me
help me i'm dying now, can anybody please me?

Sl*t

Harley Poe cover
(only the first verse & chorus)

Gorehound

tales of a folk punk failure
i play guitar and ukulele and write songs about shit

lots of covers plus original content only my bedroom walls have heard

Fairypunk

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