Real cops don't call

Of all the lonesome nights he shared 
With no one alone nobody cared
about the man who never dared 
show his face in public scared

but the sand would make it’s way through the cracks in his toes
on the beach where he could play where no one would know 
at least he thought today that no one would go
but he was made to pay his heart sinks so low

people saw right through his eyes
so he thought their stares were knives
cutting away at his thin disguise
every day a burden to be alive 

covered with stench, dirt, and flies
no tears or eulogy to say goodbye
just a flea ridden dog lay at his side
Mock the leper when he dies

Leper

Intermission: Space Time

let's hang out in my basement
that's what all the 'cool' kids do
my name is Satan
and I have trouble with the truth

getting left by your best friend 
I thought I almost died
but we can be best friends 
just come on inside

in a place like honalee
this is where we'll take our stand
like Timothy Honey
yeah he's our man

people make what they want to see
you can be what you want to be
doesn't make much difference to me
let's just be friends

leave your checkbook at the door
leave your soul behind
tell me whats on your mind  
it's so cold we don't go outside

in a place like honalee
this is where we'll take our stand
like Timothy Honey
yeah he's our man

I won't tell you how to live
I have so much love to give
Come hang out in my basement
For the rest of time

What's yours is mine
what's mine is mine
Come hang out in my basement
it'll be sublime

in a place like honalee
this is where we'll take our stand
like Timothy Honey
yeah he's our man

Basement

So how does it feel tonight?
Out of order, the mixed bag of emotions?
Wish I knew what was on your mind
I could eat the sickness
I would be your stone

Wish I knew what was on your mind
I could eat the sickness
I would be your stone

How will you feel tomorrow?
If everything turns out right?
Depression isn’t a sanctuary
If I held the answers 
I would be your stone

At what shrine do you worship?
In what god do you believe?
Is the shrine a stage?
The god a man?

He states what you relate to
So how he feels you feel
How easy it is to be down
There is no way he is stone

Stop walking the shadow of depression
I won’t wish to be stone

I wish I could meet your demigod on a train
I would confront him with as much anger as he has for life
tell him it’s not such a bad place, 
maybe break his fucking face
so he wouldn’t be able to delve in depression, ruin lives
the masochist gets off on pain

Stone

Wasn't born with a spoon in my mouth
Let me finish so I can get it out
Why you staring at me?
am I a vision of what you could be?

I have kindness in my heart
run through my veins since the start
though i haven't been the same since my brother died
maybe it explains all the food I buy

I live alone but I have many friends
many people on whom I can depend
to be real with me and thankfully
I appreciate living this dream

I'm not perfect and as you can see 
I'm not what a model's supposed to be

But I'm thankful indeed

my laugh is hearty and I think creatively
I'm what a friend is supposed to be
don't let my weight bring you down
I'm a star in this town

so many people have my back 
but some people think I slack
my brain just works differently 
I don't fit in to society

I live in a trailer park
and at night it's really dark
but you can probably hear me
with all my friends near me
laughing heartily
and that's how it's supposed to be

Yeah I'm thankful indeed

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