| The Shit of Shits (and you thought the other ones were bad) |
| inside and out I'm so tired I could eat a horse Think I'm dying Let it run it's course I stopped trying But I ain't giving up I'm not an alciholic But I fill my cup Let my spirits crash Inside and out 1 more pill, to bill I'm inside out My KKK friend I'm black again I'm chaos' sister And I've found zen I'm power, I'm grace I'm a fledgling in her nest I can see behind me Oblivious at her best Let my spirits crash Inside and out 1 more pill, to bill I'm inside out I'm superimposed over you I'm behind myself Want you in my arms Put you on a shelf And I'm so tired I could eat a horse Think I'm dying Let it run it's course I won't choke down another Temporary life lover Crash, crash, crash Drain me for the cash I'm inside out Inside out inside and out |
| Christmas' Taunting Fingers It's mid December I've sung this tune before Hollow eyes and broken glass Still, I must implore It's cold outside, inside too I remeber winters before Winds running through the forest.... Just for you Your icey fingers in my hair Your whispers in my ears I didn't mean for this.... It was just a dare I didn't think you'd care I bet Juilette never felt like this I bet she never knew Why'd you have to smell like bliss I should have stopped that first kiss The snow on our walk Dirtied and brown We should've never needed to talk Please don't say that again I never knew.... I never thought.... Those words could get me so lost And now.... Now, I've been caught There's people in the streets People singing People preaching People starving I'm going home for the holidays I think.... Maybe I've been missed It's mid December I can still taste you Still, feel you upon me When'd I lose the upper hand When'd I become the lock.... ....And you the key Christmas is coming And going the same I never understood it And I think for that Commercialism is to blame (Where'd Santa get all that fame) I think I'm going home If not just for today Maybe I've been missed Maybe they'll ask me to stay.... |
| Break Up Standing on the other side of the door There's nothing there anymore Except apathy and a lack of air There's nothing there... You dried me out and left me in a corner Gathering up all your cobwebs and dust And anything you've left behind Any reminder of your lust Oh, oh it's magic I know But, for the life of me I cannot let it go I'm on niether side of the road My arms are empty with a heavy load The distance from my line of sight gets farther And my arms are empty... I'm only happy when it's complicated Once a day and you cannot sadate it Your simply sliping through my fingers and sifting into the sands of time Oh, oh it's magic I know But, for the life of me I cannot let it go I refuse to let you go... |
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