classic j dies and goes to hell part 1
                how could i ever sleep at night?
                  my conscience left me petrified
                  staring at the ceiling wide awake
                  reliving all my worst mistakes
                  
                  til i finally got a decent job
                  and i got a place i'll never own
                  we'll knock some holes into the walls
                  to make it feel more like a home
                  
                  how could i ever sleep at night?
                  when you left you left me paralyzed
                  tryna keep my head above the waves
                  holding out for brighter better days
                  
                  and you boys just lift me up to let me down
                  every single time you come around 
                  i'm making friends who don't know who i am
                  tryna turn the hurt into a brand
                  
                  how could i ever sleep at night?
                  i'm blue dreaming about the better times
                  anything to bring me close to you
                  anything to take me back to
                  
                  friday nights
                  foggy streets and christmas lights
                  wake me up on saturday
                  grab my hand and float away
                  into the abyss again
                  and i will always be your friend 
                  so grab my hand
                  take my hand i can't do this alone.
                  
                  na na na na nana na na
                  na na na na nana na na
                  na na na na nana na na
                  we'll make this feel more like a home
              bedroom community
                
                  here it is again, a heart of excitement
                  in the form of a girl who hates her life
                  as she sits alone on the floor of her bedroom
                  waiting for answers, wasting time
                  
                  here it is again, the son of a soldier,
                  remington shotgun, rolled up sleeves
                  to keep satan out of the walls of the suburbs
                  his last bastion of modernity
                  
                  but satan waits upstairs, watching over his daughter
                  she writes emo songs, she's so depressed
                  her lyrics are naive but she still sings her heart out
                  the only way she knows how to confess
                  
                  and as she gets up to shut the bedroom door behind her
                  he stands right beside her, she's trying to get her head on straight
                  with box dye hair to match her black thigh highs 
                  and scratched nail polish, she performs feminity 
                  she laughs so hard i watch her lose her balance, fall over backwards
                  to the arms of mephistopheles 
                  but she'll never leave her bedroom in this bedroom community
                  
                  you'll never be ok, k, if you don't come to your senses
                  with you everythings the end of the world
                  melancholia can spread like a virus
                  I'm sure you got it from that stupid girl
                  
                  you'll never be ok, if you don't come to your senses
                  but I feel so defenseless, so alone
                  i thought he was right when he said that he loved me
                  he's still thinking of me from up there
                  
                  and as they stop to look at her they won't look further, 
                  like it's not a murder, it's an inevitable tragedy
                  the bloody hands of all the heartless fuckers 
                  who emotionally fucked her to monetize her suffering
                  flipping through a spiral notebook for some
                  sad hopeless words to turn into a liturgy
                  so she'll never leave her bedroom in this bedroom community
                  
                  da na na na naaa
                  na na na na na
                  na na na na na
                  na na na.
                  na na na na NA na 
                  NAA nana na na
                  na na na na na 
                  na na na.
                  
                  no no no no no no no no no no
                  no no NO no, no no no no
                  nonono no no NO no
                  no no no no no no
                  no NO NO NO, no no no no
                  nonono no no NO no
                  no no no no no no no no no no
                  no nooo NO no, no no no no
                  nonono no no NO no
                  no we'll never leave our bedrooms,
                  we're a bedroom community
                  
                  here it is again, a heart of excitement
                  in the form of a girl who hates her life
                  as she sits alone on the floor of her bedroom
                  waiting for answers, wasting time
              (forever?????????)
                (instrumental)
              bone skull
                
                  "ughh i'm so miserable!!!"
                  
                  blocks of empty storefronts renting to nobody,
                  dead cacti hang limply in old valley apartment hallways
                  i'm always making a list of all the people i'd help
                  if i wasn't helpless myself
                  
                  standing motionless in doorways and parking lots
                  pigeons coo on the balconies
                  dilapidated couches, mattresses
                  i'd care about the future again if i knew i could last long enough.
                  
                  oh oh ohhhh
                  oh oh ohhhh
                  oh oh ohhhh
                  oh oh ohhhh
                
              neon glow
                
                  i could see a neon glow
                  from the woods behind the backyard
                  thrusters made the whole house shake
                  louder than a thunderstorm
                  
                  we don't need to sleep it's the weekend,
                  i wanna stay up late and chase all the skylights
                  
                  we watched as the starships fell
                  brighter than a trillion sun rays
                  they pierced on through the atmosphere
                  shining burning sattelites
                  
                  we need to get off of this planet
                  before the sky falls down and the earth goes up in flames
                  you reach to grab my hand and hold me close
                  while we float away from everything we loved
                  
                  when the bombs fall, take me with you.
                  i'll keep breathing.
                  you look so cool in the starlight.
                  you look so cool.
                
              cold weather
                
                  na na na na na na na
                  na na na na na na na
                  na na na na na na na
                  
                  IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII love the way you make me feel
                  when i'm staring at my screen
                  at four AM,
                  trying not to fall asleep
                  and you hit me up just to see if i'm ok.
                  
                  i loved it way too god damn much
                  when you told me you don't mind
                  when i keep you up
                  sending mamegoma lines
                  you know it's shit like that that makes me wanna be alive
                  
                  i wanna say i think it's ok if we just don't both feel the same way
                  but i feel like we're more than just friends
                  cause it took six sad months to realize
                  i didn't miss the cold weather i just missed you and
                  i didn't miss the sweater weather i just missed you.
                  
                  YOUUUUUUUU, youuuuuu
                  YOUUUUUUUU, youuuuuu
                  YOUUUUUUUU, youuuuuu
                  YOUUUUUUUU, youuuuuu
                  
                  i used to think I'd get by fine
                  tryna hide what's on my mind
                  friendships felt feigned and
                  strangers' shapes seemed so unkind
                  i was alone in crowds but not alone in sentiment
                  
                  i've been so isolated by
                  the time i trade to stay alive
                  brought up with the choice
                  of success or suicide
                  so i'll call in sick again just to spend the day with you
                  
                  wanna say i think it's so gay that we really both feel the same way
                  that I feel, like we're more than just friends
                  it took too long to realize
                  i didn't miss the cold weather i just missed you
                  i didn't miss the sweater weather i just missed you.
                  
                  i didn't miss orange county, i just missed you
                  i didn't miss 69 tarocco, i just missed you
                  i didn't miss culver city, i just missed you
                  or getting drunk outside the Smell NO i just missed you
                  cuz i don't need the cold weather like i need you
                  and i don't need the sweater weather i just neeeeeeed you.
                  
                  na na na na na na na
                  na na na na na na na
                  na na na na na na na
                  FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK! hahahaha
                
              
              calico
                
                  some stray cat came through the backyard
                  must have climbed up some fences
                  
                  you'll pick him up off the ground
                  and hold him in your arms
                  and you kiss on the head
                  and you tell him he's a lucky boy
                  
                  you'll pick him up off the ground
                  and hold him in your arms
                  and you kiss on the head
                  and you tell him he's a lucky little
                  calico, don't go
                  
                  you're not gonna leave him alone
                  you're not gonna leave him alone
                  you're not gonna leave him alone
                  you're not gonna leave him alone, oh oh
                
              glass beach
                
                  i promise you're not wasting
                  anybody's time
                  and all the things they've told you
                  are so god damn rough, i understand
                  
                  they said your friends will hurt you
                  and you're friends don't really care
                  you told me you're their daughter
                  and they treat you this way just to keep you safe.
                  
                  so please listen clearly, i love you dearly
                  it hurts to see you so torn apart like this
                  another sleepless night
                  to laugh about the times we tried to die
                  with heavy eyes
                  i'll stay awake with you
                  and we'll keep us alive
                  til the morning comes
                  
                  in here
                  you'll be ok
                  and when your heart breaks
                  i'll be beside you
                  so please
                  stay here with me
                  breathe in like waves
                  on a glass beach
                  
                  IIIIIIIII stopped taking calls for the first time then I cut off my phone line
                  and took the highway one for nowhere south
                  when Yuki said i should just call up family
                  and tell them how i felt
                  no one who loves you should make you feel so unsafe
                  noooo no one who loves you should make you feel alone
                  
                  in here
                  you'll be ok
                  and when your heart breaks
                  i'll be beside you
                  so please
                  stay here with me
                  breathe in like waves
                  on a glass beach
                  
                  blood in your veins,
                  the blood on your hands
                  so stop it, you're fucking hurting her
                  
                  can we forget about the places that we should be?
                  we don't have to go home today.
                  i'll sleep on a million couches,
                  if we have to, to keep us both safe.
                  until we can take back
                  the years they've stolen from us
                  we'll always live like we're
                  hopeless kids.
                  
                  but when
                  we're with all our friends
                  can we just pretend
                  that no one can hurt us?
                  cause hey,
                  i love you, ok?
                  it's so hard to say
                  that i fucking need you too
                  
                  tonight
                  when they close their eyes
                  look up to the sky
                  and climb up the moonlight
                  it's ours
                  the moon and the stars
                  they'll forget who we were
                  and we'll be together again.
                  
                  sleep til the sun sets
                  sleep til the sun sets
                  sleep til the sun sets
                  the summer sun sets.
                
              (blood rivers)
                (this one is also instrumental ok)
              dallas
                
                  it's lonely out there.
                  
                  everywhere froze with you
                  everywhere froze with you
                  i was overcast in happy arms
                  
                  i was overcast when the blood filled the highway underpass
                  i was overcast by 2000 floor rat castles
                  i was overcast by old god long dead cowboy billionaires
                  
                  everywhere froze with you
                  everywhere froze with you
                  i was overcast in happy arms
                  
                  i will give you love don't writhe don't bite stay motionless
                  i will give you love don't writhe don't bite stay motionless
                  i will give you blood it flows to you in endless rivers
                  
                  you were the part of the picture
                  i can't recall
                  you were part of the skyline
                  i felt so small
                  you were the part of the picture
                  i can't recall
                  
                  you were the part of the picture
                  i can't recall
                  you were part of the skyline
                  i felt so small
                  you were the part of the picture
                  i can't recall
                  
                  i was overcast when the blood filled the highway underpass
                  i was overcast by 2000 floor rat castles
                  i was overcast by old god long dead cowboy billionaires
                  
                  you were the part of the picture
                  i can't recall
                  you were part of the skyline
                  i felt so small
                  you were the part of the picture
                  i can't recall
                
              (rat castle)
                
                  these days i don't know what to do
                  these days i don't know what to do with you
                  these days i don't know what to do
                  these days i don't know what to do with you
                
              planetarium
                
                  i would like to explain everything
                  the words won't come out right
                  i would like to ignore the lock on the door
                  the words won't come out right
                  
                  when you left you locked us in a burning building
                  candid cameras in every corner always filming
                  everybody running scrambling for an exit
                  helpless people running scrambling yeah we used to
                  
                  play piano, placing palms in perfect patterns
                  crave capsacin in useless coups of connate caverns
                  sing succinctly, symbiotic, democratic
                  swing so sweetly, semiotics semiautomatic
                  
                  i would like to explain everything
                  the words won't come out right
                  i would like to ignore the lock on the door
                  the words won't come out right
                  
                  i guess he's the best but i've never known anyone else
                  i guess he's the best but i've never known anyone else
                  
                  yeah you left us locked us in a burning building
                  yeah you left us locked us in a burning building
                  yeah you left us locked us in a burning building
                  yeah you left us locked us in a burning building
                  yeah you left us locked us in a burning building
                  candid cameras in every corner always filming
                  yeah you left us locked us in a burning building
                  yeah you left us locked us in a burning building
                  
                  i would like to explain everything
                  the words won't come out right
                  i would like to ignore the lock on the door
                  the words won't come out right
                  
                  yeah you left us
                  yeah you left us
                  yeah you left us locked us in a burning building
                  yeah you left us
                  yeah you left us
                  yeah you left us
                  yeah you left us
                
              soft!!!!!!
                
                  yeah i know
                  know what you're thinking
                  it seems like i
                  just can't stop making
                  everything about myself
                  
                  time goes by
                  and nothing's changing
                  but i stay here
                  and i stay waiting
                  all the time
                  i'm out of my mind
                  
                  and i tell you i'll be better
                  but i can't guarantee it
                  cuz when you say that you think i'm perfect
                  well i really just can't see it
                  when i'm standing in the bathroom
                  and i'm crying in the mirror
                  cuz i just can't stop wondering
                  how could i get so soft?
                
              yoshi's island
                
                  i can't take the pressure
                  yeah everybody thinks that you just need to grow up
                  i know it's hard it's fucking impossible
                  tryna make sense of the things that you feel now
                  
                  with spiro and estro from vanuatu
                  what the hell do you think that'll do to you?
                  i won't say she cuz i know you want me to
                  i know that it's hard but i swear i still love you.
                  
                  i can't take the pressure
                  cry on the bathroom floor when you look in the mirror.
                  cover your neck or they'll cut your head off.
                  j you're only cute with your hearteyes and legs crossed.
                  
                  write the things you think when you're out of your body
                  run yourself out of words to say you're hopelessly lonely
                  and don't leave the city and DON'T leave the covers too
                  i know it's hard but i swear i still love you.
                  
                  i'm never gonna understand.
                  i'm never gonna understand.
                  i'm everything you think about her
                  behind her back, the whole truth
                  does it hurt to say you love her like a son?
                  the world could her just cause she can't fit in right.
                  
                  yeah!!! they'll make it so dangerous
                  when they leave no room to breathe in the space they carved out for us
                  when they get inside your head, give you white lies and black eyes
                  when they try to change your shape until your sense of self dies
                  
                  but you make me feel like i'm out of my body
                  we ran out of words to say we're hopelessly lonely
                  so don't leave the city please don't leave the covers too
                  just stay right here babe let's live life like lovers do
                  
                  i'm never gonna understand.
                  i'm never gonna understand.
                  i'm everything you think about her
                  behind her back, the whole truth
                  does it hurt to say you care about your son?
                  the world could her just cause she can't fit in right.
                  
                  you take spiro and estro from vanuatu
                  you say you won't think about nothing but loving you
                  we're sleeping harbor seals on the seaside of malibu
                  ok i won't think about nothing but loving you
                  
                  spiro and estro from vanuatu
                  you say you won't think about nothing but loving you
                  we're sleeping harbor seals on the seaside of malibu
                  ok i won't think about nothing but loving you too.
                
              orchids
                
                  we watched the smoke clouds rise until we couldn't see the stars
                  and everyone was down below breathing in the fumes
                  one day we'll meet up on the moon and then we'll be ok
                  and we'll be together again
                  
                  blue orchids bloom
                  through the city streets at night
                  into starlight we call out
                  "we're still here, can you hear me?"
                  
                  from up above the moon
                  she's bathed in burning neon lights
                  as the starlight just fades out
                  there's no tears no celebration
                  
                  blue orchids bloom
                  through the city streets at night
                  into starlight we fade out
                  there's no tears no celebration
                  
                  from up above the moon
                  she's bathed in burning neon lights
                  as the starlight just fades out
                  there's no tears no celebration
                
             
          
              coelacanth
                the ghost rots away
                  in the embrace
                  of its own gaze
                  
                  in automatic cycles and habits
                  paper the mirrors, closed eyes see clearer
                  die cut my shadow into the drywall
                  ego at half mast, gas masks and hazmats 
                  chemical war
                  
                  children were singing
                  animals bleating
                  markets and town square 
                  in dissonant fanfare
                  laughs at the gallows
                  a truce in the trenches
                  guards at the fences
                  saying “all that you’re seeking won’t be found here”
                  
                  goodbye, mayfly.
                  fly from still water
                  how long i have loved you
                  how long have i loved you?
                  
                  goodbye, mayfly.
                  call it a bad dream
                  how long i have loved you
                  how long have i loved you?
                  
                  skin to walk into
                  warm blood to fill you
                  a heart with a glass door
                  all that you asked for
                  
                  from family nexus to family nexus
                  vox populi, vox dei
                  
                  held like a headwound 
                  violence will free you
                  heart with a glass door
                  all that you asked for, coming to you.
                  
              motions
                paralyzed with possibility
                  gotta get me out of this mess
                  new york times best seller
                  rehearsed conversation
                  
                  meet me at the tip of the iceberg
                  and cut me out of my clamshell
                  tallow taste on a forked tongue
                  not my problem
                  
                  hell is other people
                  damned to abject heads
                  i’ll win the devil’s favor.
                  i’ll wean myself off dread.
                  reveal your underbelly,
                  i’ll hollow out your shell.
                  i spiral in dark patterns
                  i’m so sick of
                  
                  going through the motions
                  i wanna be the new routine 
                  i wanna kill the competition 
                  and i wanna run like a machine
                  i wanna find another way out
                  
                  select all images containing traffic lights.
                  select all images containing stop signs.
                  
                  i am not a person
                  beyond my own success.
                  beneath my chitin jacket,
                  i wear no human flesh.
                  i only want to eat you,
                  i come with no pretense.
                  i spiral in dark patterns,
                  i’m so sick of
                  
                  going through the motions
                  i wanna be the new routine 
                  i wanna blend into the background
                  and i wanna run like a machine
                  
                  i wanna find
                  i wanna find
                  i wanna find
                  i wanna find
                  i wanna find
                  i wanna find
                  i wanna find
                  
                  protect me from what i want.
                  
              slip under the door
                by no design,
                  in the stairwell of your carapace
                  your fortress of sinew and steel
                  
                  don’t you get bored
                  just staring through the crack in the door?
                  you know no one is home
                  
                  so why act unsure?
                  your malnourished architecture
                  trembles with each austere breath.
                  
                  a recursive dream of
                  a panic attack.
                  the bell keeps ringing
                  slip under the door.
                  
                  don’t you get bored
                  just staring through the crack in the door?
                  come on in, it’s so cold outside
                  
                  we’re stocked for a war
                  munitions from the ceiling to the floor
                  show your teeth, let me be terrified. 
                  
                  a recursive dream of
                  a panic attack.
                  the bell keeps ringing
                  slip under the door.
                  
                  is the body a property?
                  razor wire anatomy
                  maybe i’m “4real”
                  let me spell it out
                  in the soft topography
                  of corporeal territory 
                  maybe i’m “4real”
                  is the body a property?
                  
                  is the body a property?
                  take control of your property.
                  mutilation autonomy,
                  reclamation of territory.
              guitar song
                draw salt circles
                  kiss your needles
                  afraid i’ll give you
                  what we want will bore us.
                  all verse-chorus
                  green light red light
                  i don’t know
                  
                  on doric legs,
                  tail to head, or the ouroborous won’t flow.
                  only love, drunk isotope,
                  your burning hearth, your self-appointed silhouette 
                  
                  said you dreamed him in a garden
                  murmuring some tune like
                  
                  “twenty-eight birds go along for a walk,
                  twenty-six birds tug the wheat from the stalk,
                  twenty-four birds on a line in the chalk,
                  twenty-two birds singing,
                  
                  twenty-eight birds go along for a walk,
                  twenty-six birds tug the wheat from the stalk,
                  twenty-four birds on a line in the chalk,
                  twenty-two birds singing”
                  
                  on doric legs,
                  tail to head, or the ouroborous won’t flow.
                  only love, drunk isotope,
                  your burning hearth, your self-appointed silhouette 
                  
              rare animal
                guess i maybe misunderstood
                  i mean i guess i maybe had misspoke.
                  we’re living in two different dialects
                  we’re speaking two different zip codes.
                  
                  gold star, look me right in the eye
                  i mean gold star, see the shapes on the lightbox?
                  it’s sleepless car rides on anxious nights
                  it’s nothing after nothing.
                  
                  thinking was he some gig you had to quit in 1999
                  thinking about the fireflies on your back porch in mid-july
                  thinking about if he keeps playing db cooper through her life
                  thinking about you
                  
                  thinking about you
                  he’s just sleepwalking on weary feet
                  your headache,
                  your absentee
                  (don’t get lost in a metaphor, don’t get lost in a metaphor)
                  in a daydream.
                  (don’t get lost in a metaphor, don’t get lost in a metaphor)
                  tectonic as all you do, thinking about you.
                  thinking about you.
                  
                  parachute backpacks and cash stacks,
                  abscond the plane.
                  no one was watching, 
                  he’s lost in pacific rain.
                  
                  run with the ransom.
                  head in a handgun.
                  
                  tomorrow was all smoke and mirrors.
                  tomorrow was all smoke and mirrors.
                  
              cul-de-sac
                every single day, circling a cul-de-sac
                  alligator eyes staring out of storm drains
                  walking in your wake, circling the refrain
                  “i know it’s not gonna last.”
                  
                  ease your bellyache, occupy your fever dreams
                  your disembodied voice still blaring from a tv screen
                  “the modern earth was born in a two-car garage”
                  “i know it’s not gonna last.”
                  
                  let it fall from your grasp.
                  half asleep, foraging
                  silver screens for a dream.
                  that we aimlessly reenact
                  only now every town is the same town,
                  every doomsday cult pleading we’ve gone off track.
                  we’re circling a cul-de-sac.
                  
                  the new age cut their hair,
                  found eternity in crypto mines.
                  the new age cut their hair,
                  sincerity is anodyne.
                  the desert of the real was overcast by its map.
                  “i know it’s not gonna last.”
                  
                  i want to be your tv girl
                  plastic-wrapped on bladderwrack.
                  to find a stable plot 
                  across the rotting corpse of god
                  ghosts of the past, living just to react.
                  “i know it’s not gonna last.”
                  
                  little foal in the grass,
                  in your youth, in a fugue,
                  sigil signs in hexadecimal hues.
                  your view will never stand beside of the fact
                  all your love, went away.
                  all the mayflies died in a day.
                  your autumn will pass,
                  your moonlight will wane and wax.
                  
                  circling a cul-de-sac
                  circling a cul-de-sac
                  circling the refrain
                  “i know it’s not gonna-”
                  
              whalefall
                toss all your change to the wellspring.
                  i won’t offer me, i want all for me.
                  
                  as i lay awake
                  as i lay awake
                  i have just one request.
                  
                  past the babbling brook, lapping languidly.
                  abandon ship to the northern wind.
                  
                  as i lay awake
                  i have just one request.
                  
                  in the undertow
                  in the undertow
                  feeding on the body of a
                  in the undertow
                  in the undertow
                  feeding on the body of a whale
                  
                  as i lay awake.
                  
              puppy
                we made great plans 
                  every single day
                  we were alive with hate
                  we were quiet company.
                  
                  we made great plans
                  every single day
                  but these days bear weight.
                  this shame is gravity.
                  
                  call it back and forth and you call it back and forth
                  and just to turn and say “where the hell are you trying to go?”
                  and you call it back and forth and you call it back and forth
                  and just to turn and say “where the hell are you trying to go?”
                  and you call it back and forth.
                  
                  hold your hands
                  inbetween the bars
                  and i’ll lick your palms
                  and bite your fingernails
                  
                  hold your hands
                  inbetween the bars
                  and i’ll just lay here
                  so effortlessly still.
                  
                  call it back and forth and you call it back and forth
                  and just to turn and say “where the hell are you trying to go?”
                  and you call it back and forth and you call it back and forth
                  and just to turn and say “where the hell are you trying to go?”
                  and you call it back and forth.
                  
                  i want to let you know.
                  i want to let you know. 
                  i want to let you know.
                  i want to let you know.
                  
                  
                  i want to let you know.
                  i want to let you know. 
                  (call it back and forth and you call it back and forth
                  and just to turn and say “there’s something missing.”)
                  i want to let you know.
                  i want to let you know.
                  (call it back and forth and you call it back and forth
                  and just to turn and say “there’s something missing.”)
                  
                  panic signs,
                  every single day
                  when your hands betray
                  no sense of sympathy.
                  
                  and you hold my head
                  every single day
                  but these days i fear
                  the love in everything.
                  
                  and you call it back and forth.
                  
              the killer
                in pouring rain,
                  the killer will wander the wet riverbank.
                  in sneaker tracks,
                  to lead him back to the folks he’d chased away.
                  
                  as foxes dodge his soles,
                  and root through rabbit holes.
                  underneath as nesting dolls
                  the tender flesh to carry home
                  
                  a trail of blood,
                  crimson and warm spattered cross the ragged brush.
                  
                  “oh little fox, you got caught in the teeth of a hunter’s trap.”
                  
                  and tore through skin and bone,
                  where iron teeth take hold
                  and underneath as nesting dolls,
                  the tender flesh to carry home.
                  
                  as you decide through killer eyes
                  taken by your trembling trigger hand
                  in gentle jaws, the barrel of your .22
                  
              the CIA
                can’t help but fall into your arms
                  blink at every false alarm
                  there is nothing i can do
                  to separate myself from you.
                  
                  yeah you’re my panopticon
                  with your radar always on
                  empty cells in hollow dens
                  a reflection in your lens.
                  
                  always terrified
                  under a spell
                  wiretap my head
                  i’m a chemical well
                  horrified, nothing to hide this emptiness
                  
                  always terrified
                  under a spell
                  wiretap my head
                  i’m a chemical well
                  your vacant eyes
                  is your surveillance tenderness?
                  
                  lost without your love
                  there’s a war inside us
                  
                  i can’t help but volunteer this heart
                  for the fear when we’re apart
                  in the belly of the beast
                  born are we as ambergris.
                  
                  happy in your eagle eye
                  til the aqueducts run dry.
                  hung on every word you say
                  oh we love the CIA.
                  
                  always terrified
                  under a spell
                  wiretap my head
                  i’m a chemical well
                  horrified, nothing to hide this emptiness
                  
                  always terrified
                  under a spell
                  wiretap my head
                  i’m a chemical well
                  your vacant eyes
                  is your surveillance tenderness?
                  
                  lost without your love
                  
                  in your teeth, on your mind
                  your sympathy’s a waste of time
                  little blinking light you hide behind
                  i can’t help it i keep coming back to you
                  
                  cut through the artery suck the blood
                  cut through the artery suck the blood 
                  
                  can’t help but fall into your arms
                  blink at every false alarm
                  
              200
                nav lights, across gasoline seas
                  come as you like, march as calvalry.
                  
                  cause i’ve been waiting on you so long
                  i know i could crumble
                  carrying this weight.
                  
                  the poison swims into deltas
                  an insatiable autocannibal
                  drawn to you
                  
                  what did my eyes ever tell you?
                  it’s just the cries of an animal
                  baby i don’t care
                  
                  cause i’ve been waiting on you so long
                  i know i could crumble
                  carrying this weight.
                  
                  all your impulses and all your troubles 
                  will lacerate the skin
                  so move your body like it’s automatic
                  it’s all you have to do
                  
                  baby, i feel sold for entertainment,
                  desperation as riot control.
                  i feel sold for entertainment,
                  desperation as riot control.
                  
                  i feel sold for entertainment,
                  desperation as riot control.
                  
              commatose
                i couldn’t even hear you on the phone
                  we’ve been caught up in a one note monotone
                  i’ve been living with my head down, comatose
                  your memory walks as a roving ghost.
                  
                  tacet alibi,
                  hold me underwater.
                  in your sweet embrace
                  wear me out.
                  
                  terror at your heels,
                  whatever makes you feel good.
                  burning through each hour,
                  to wait it out.
                  
                  i couldn’t even hear you on the phone.
                  we’ve been caught up in a one note monotone.
                  i’ve been living with my head down, comatose.
                  your memory walks as a roving ghost.
                  
                  and when i tried to reach her on the phone,
                  we got lost in the three note area code.
                  she was soaked into the carpet and her clothes,
                  monument to the fear that has taken host.
                  
                  i couldn’t even hear you.
                  i couldn’t even hear you.
                  i couldn’t even hear you.
                  
                  turn to the left.
                  turn to the right.
                  turn to the left.
                  
                  gold rush
                  bleeding hole where the coal was.
                  a raging bull where your soul was.
                  i love you better when you’re kept in check.
                  
                  plastic death, plastic death
                  suck the marrow til there’s nothing left, nothing left
                  send every message as an SOS, SOS
                  i love you better when you’re kept in check.
                  
                  there’s no mystique.
                  even in death just a cheap pastische.
                  we’re belly-laughing in the nosebleeds.
                  
                  plastic death, plastic death
                  suck the marrow til there’s nothing left, nothing left
                  send every message as an SOS, SOS
                  i love you better when you’re plasticine, in stark submission,
                  trepannation bloodflow.
                  
                  dawn will glean clouds of bone
                  let your hatred take control.
                  in sacred sleep, you will seize
                  daylight unbound by flesh.
                  
                  in this light, this gorgeous lie
                  weathered white, in tempestuous tides
                  bleeding out in advertising red
                  couldn’t wait, couldn’t handle all the love to pass through you.
                  
                  rows of evergreen stand by silent water
                  all is full of love, all is beautiful.
                  
              abyss angel
                all the burned meat, all the blood in the trees
                  i am burning with the blood in the trees
                  
                  and i know it’s not easy to see
                  it’s not easy to me
                  it’s not easy to me
                  it’s not easy to me
                  
                  all the burned meat, all the blood in the trees
                  she’s a lost fawn in a frozen creek
                  licking numb limbs, mending blistered knees
                  in a little white pill you refuse to eat.
                  
                  all the burned meat, all the blood in the trees
                  i am burning with the blood in the trees
                  
                  and i know it’s not easy to see
                  it’s not easy to me
                  it’s not easy to me
                  it’s not easy to me
                  
                  family nexus swallowed all exits,
                  your house is a double bind
                  in hallways so hard to find,
                  your love is a double bind.
                  
                  family nexus swallowed all exits,
                  your house is a double bind
                  in hallways so hard to find,
                  your love is a double bind.
                  
                  family nexus swallowed all exits,
                  your house is a double bind
                  in hallways so hard to find,
                  your love is a double bind.
                  
                  cause i want to hurt you so so bad
                  when you lay there on the floor i will laugh.
                  
                  quilted sheets, 
                  let me be as clay
                  in your coarse fingertips.
                  your plastic silhouette, i will lay.
                  i am a human body.
                  
                  do you know?
                  do you remember?