After Ankeny

Autumn's Creepin' In

Cast Iron Skillet

you keep me going
my mind in chains
enslaved 
under your spell
addicted to you 
like nicotine 
and i dont wanna come down 
i don’t wanna come down

the end is here
as time slips away
it all reminds me of you
we are one in the same
like it always was 
like it always was

tonight let’s pretend 
we’re innocent
no hourglass
to countdown towards
a cold relapse 
and i don’t wanna withdrawal 
i don’t wanna withdrawal 

the end is here
as time slips away
it all reminds me of you
we are one in the same
like it always was 
like it always was

say goodbye 
to all that we know
i don’t wanna die
but i’d die for you and i 
i’d die for you and i

nicotine

Innocence In Itself

Grown

BPD·BPD

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Woke up a stranger in my skin
Chasing shadows I let in
Every mirror bends the frame
And I can't remember if I'm still the same

Hold me close, then let me fall
I'm not sure I'm here at all

I'm all glass edges, breaking light
Sharp as morning, soft as night
Pull you closer, push away
Love me, leave me, beg you to stay
I'm all glass edges, I can't choose
Every win feels like a bruise

A thousand colors in a breath
I taste forever, then regret
Every heartbeat splits in two
And every truth feels like it isn't true

Touch my hand, it disappears
Whisper loud inside my ears

I'm all glass edges, breaking light
Sharp as morning, soft as night
Pull you closer, push away
Love me, leave me, beg you to stay
I'm all glass edges, I can't choose
Every win feels like a bruise

I'm a fire in the flood
A rose that blooms in blood
And I don't know who I'll be
When you turn the key

I'm all glass edges, breaking light
Sharp as morning, soft as night
Pull you closer, push away
Love me, leave me, beg you to stay

Within my shell...
Insulated.
My inner self...
Agitated.
All this chaos out there...
It’s like a sensory tide,
that keeps on churning.
Yet somewhere,
deep inside,
I feel a yearning...
even though I know

It’s so hard...
To be understood;
to walk the straight line,
with the rest of the herd.
It’s so hard...
But I’m still in the game.
There’s a spark in my heart,
glimmering through the shame.

My worried eyes...
Criticizing.
My weary mind...
Analyzing—
all this toxic fakeness,
that I just can’t seem to abide...
and my rage is burning.
Yet somehow,
deep inside,
I still feel that yearning...
even though I know

It’s so hard...
To be understood;
to walk the straight line,
with the rest of the herd.
It’s so hard...
but I’m still in the game.
There’s a spark in my heart,
glimmering through the shame.

I get tired of this constant striving,
lost inside these storms which never cease.
But at times, I’ll feel like I’m arriving;
like the puzzle finally fits the piece.

All thanks to that
persistent spark
within my heart,
driving me on
and on again,
especially when

It’s so hard...
To be understood;
to walk the straight line,
with the rest of the herd.
It’s so hard...
but I’m still in the game.
There’s a spark in my heart,
glimmering...

The Spark

[Intro]
(Do you feel them?)
(Do you feel them watching?)

[Verse 1]
There's a weight above the ceiling that we're never meant to see
Fingers longer than the highways pulling strings we call "free"
Every breath you think you're taking, every step you think you choose
They're the ones who move the current, they're the ones who light the fuse

[Pre-Chorus]
And sometimes late at night I feel it—
A tickle on my skin
Like something reaching through the fabric
From the world that we're trapped in

[Chorus]
THEY'RE ABOVE! THEY'RE ABOVE!
Giant hands we've never known
THEY'RE ABOVE! THEY'RE ABOVE!
Pulling flesh, conducting bone!
We're the dolls beneath the floorboards
We're the shadows of their storm
TONIGHT THE GIANTS RAGE IN HEAVEN
AND WE DANCE TO KEEP THEM WARM!

[Verse 2]
Watch the cars move like they're dreaming on an invisible track
Every baby born is molded by the hands behind the black
Lightning's just their fingertips tapping on our paper sky
We mistake the strings for freedom, we mistake the cage for "why"

[Pre-Chorus]
Can you feel the tremors building?
Something's wrong up there tonight
Halloween—the veil is thinning
And the storm's becoming bright

[Chorus]
THEY'RE ABOVE! THEY'RE ABOVE!
Giant hands we've never known
THEY'RE ABOVE! THEY'RE ABOVE!
Pulling flesh, conducting bone!
We're the dolls beneath the floorboards
We're the shadows of their storm
TONIGHT THE GIANTS RAGE IN HEAVEN
AND WE DANCE TO KEEP THEM WARM!

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge]
They made the mothers, made the fathers
Made the children made of dust
We're scratching at dimensions
While they cradle us in rust

Feel the tickle? That's them moving
Feel the shiver? That's them near
On Halloween the storm breaks open—
AND THE GIANTS SHOW NO FEAR!

[Final Chorus]
THEY'RE ABOVE! THEY'RE ABOVE!
Gods we'll never understand!
THEY'RE ABOVE! THEY'RE ABOVE!
We're the puppets in their hands!
We're the echoes in the basement
We're the trembling, we're the swarm
THE GIANTS SCREAM TONIGHT IN THUNDER
AND WE DANCE INSIDE THEIR STORM!

[Outro]
(The storm is here...)
(Can you feel them now?)
(They're dancing too...)
(They're dancing too...)

Do you feel them?

Original song by Siouxsie and the Banshees, Songwriter's are Kenneth Morris, Susan Janet Ballion, John Gareth Mckay, Steven John Bailey

[Verse]
You dip your hands into my flesh
And say you won't reveal a scar
I must have faith in this procedure
It's a miracle...
it's a wonder

[Bridge]
A thousand hidden needles
In a thousand covered nerves
Stick pins in my receptacles
Look to your Voodoo doll, your mojo

[Chorus]
Staying alive at five
For you to cure my ailments
Another soul is saved
With your bogus medications

[Verse 2]
What color shall we have today?
Depends on how I feel you say
Consult your research on the media
See blue...
will calm my hysteria

[Chorus]
Staying alive at five
For you to cure my ailments
Another soul is saved
With your bogus medications

[Chorus 2]
Staying alive at five
With your empty containers
Another corpse ornaments your waiting room
A placebo effect reversed

(A placebo effect reversed)

(A placebo effect reversed)

[Outro]
A placebo effect
A placebo effect
Will you ever ever regret the placebo effect?
Can you ever ever forget the placebo effect?

Innocence In Itself

Nick Mac

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