And she runs through her days
with a smile on her face
And she runs, and she waits
While I wait
We can drive to any place
Day and night, to cross this state
And in the mornin', into Mexico, we will wake up
We will wake up
We will yeah
I will be with her

I find a window in the kitchen, where I let myself in
I rummage through the refrigerator, find myself a beer
I can't believe I'm really here,
and she's lying in that bed
I can almost feel her touch, and her anxious breath
I stumble in the hallway, outside her bedroom door
I hear her call out to me, I hear the fear in her voice
She pulls her covers tighter, I press against the door
I will be with her tonight, yeah
I will be with her tonight
I will be with her tonight, yeah
I will be with her tonight
I will be with her, yeah

Oo-oh, yeah
Oo-oh, yeah
Oo-oh, yeah
I will be with her

Tyler

lyrics:

i dont want a weekly paycheck
i just wanna be happy
i dont want to help fill pockets
of these fucking chairman assholes

i need a break but
i dont really work anyway

you go work your 9-5
ill stay in my room all night
you go earn some measly cash
ill go online and be an asshole

i need a break but
i dont really work anyway

wagecvcks

stranger in a strange land *alt

Finally here 
Thanks to everyone on the DRR server, Mango Bitchslap, Ricky, Mango Red, State, Deh Retard, and everyone whos listened to or interacted with me
Cheers

12 Gauge Remaster

reuploading cause i like it
he's back: @supersped

SUPERSPED EP (supersped reupload)

original by my british king https://soundcloud.com/crustsox
i love you crustsox mwah mwah

BRAINSOUP! (crustsox cover)

spite! (preripped cover)

FWOB

didnt make this just posing music i like.

Trash 3

Barbara Ann

You draw me in and I,
lose sight of wrong and right.
Disconnected from myself.
Now I look around
and I hear not one sound.
I got one job to fill the void.

Spin me round,
and tear me down,
turn me into a clown, 
ya better send your best hounds
Oh I can't feel you, 
or understand you,
or ever defeat you.
so I'll just go home and
Spin me round,
and tear me down,
turn me into a clown, 
ya better send your best hounds
Oh I can't feel you, 
or understand you,
or ever defeat you.
so I'll just go home and pray.

Blinded by shiny lights,
over came my entire sight.
I could only turn away.
I turned within myself,
got some books off the shelf,
so I could see what's goin on.
But I still scratch my head.
Why are we fed what we're fed?
I hope that I'll never understand. 
So I'll stay within my sphere
cause there ain't no good days near.
Is this really the end?

Spin me round,
and tear me down,
turn me into a clown, 
ya better send your best hounds
Oh I can't feel you, 
or understand you,
or ever defeat you.
so I'll just go home and
Spin me round,
and tear me down,
turn me into a clown, 
ya better send your best hounds
Oh I can't feel you, 
or understand you,
or ever defeat you.
so I'll just go home and pray.

Spin Me Round

Click4ACircle

had this sitting around and i dont think i'll ever actually get around to recording it more properly given that i'm currently living at a monastery

useless philosophy
waste of my energy
mental pornography
unattainable ideology

there's no point in being wrong
there's no point in being right
and everything you've ever done
will coincide

your opinions are just desperation
place the blame on the world and you'll feel alright
nothing tangible in an idea
nothing capable of changing your life

lost our way in the farce of life and it's a shame
you wanted a change but you don't ever wanna try
incarcerated thoughts you thought you'd rearrange
it's getting late before you realize

waiting for something
caught in a pipe dream
think you're contrary
you're a branch off the mainstream

there's nowhere else for us to run
there's nowhere else for us to hide
when everything is said and done
does it matter why?

FWOB

the Badnotes