I just can't leave this alone; meat for the wolves pulling flesh from the bone. This is blood that I draw from a stone. And a scar to remind me of where
Dream poacher, you list it in a hailstorm of flies, the maggots sung under your pen in every word you wrote. Bait for the crows, taunt the hungry when
We crawled out of the ocean for the evolution to conduct the grand finale. She wants so badly to return the favor, to bring you back home. Everything
Once again, I need your skin, these teeth will take too much, they always do. Sever me, desire bleeds you dry, coercion takes to long. Drain you and
I know you thought I would go quietly but I never asked you for permission to believe in something bigger than us both. I think you owe me an apology
As the moon waxed and waned, He felt the depth of his love shoot right to the surface. Overwhelmed by the once suppressed need to devour something whole
All your moves are an act to me, If I'm dismissive, the red on your hand and the stutter in your step gave me permission. Who's broken heart did I abduct
Tell me, how many years have you felt so sick? To the kids who care more about these songs than the wars they've been fighting for so fucking long There
I clutched the wheel, burned the trail in search of someone's master plan, but I dragged myself into the ground in search of a fabled promised land,
We have followed our leaders into the vault of a burning bank We raised our children on dead end roads waiting to death in the summer win Looking for
product doesn't move... Trudge on, workhorse. God help you all you're just getting by. You run like a river without a prize in your sights. Bleed on. Bleed on. Bleed
You and I are not survivors, decorated victims of a losing war, All dressed up in our defensive wounds. We are the ghosts. Haunted by the living ones
