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GUTTED

My body’s shaking

I’m choking on the floor

40 bullets

Seizing up, give me some more

We’re planning shows

Instead of funerals

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Sober

Everyone think I’m sober

But I’m still here popping pills

It’s the wait that kills you

And not the thrill

Always been bad at sitting still

Sighing deep, still need the fill

Self improvement, prove you wrong

Nothing changes, same old song

Pulling punches, leaving lines

Heading down a steep decline

Everyone thinks I’m sober

But I’m still here popping pills

Weirded out by your presence

Ah you think we’re chill

Stuck in my head, pretend I’m ill

Therapy, still need the fill

Just one more cigarette before nervous becomes spineless

Like you said; when it rains pours - it’s almost like you timed this

Self improvement, prove you wrong

Nothing changes, same old song

Pulling punches, leaving lines

Heading down a steep decline

I’ve got everything I want, so I’m setting it on fire

I don’t want an answer, I just want to complain

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Throwaway

Blinding lights, and loud noises

Your loving face, blurred by my choices

Bare feet and a hospital gown  

Seafoam green, flashing red and blue

Off my face, can’t bear to meet your eyes

Bare feet and a hospital gown

Ceiling fan distorts your face

I know I’m alive by your grace

Now watch me throw it all away

Late night walks by the water fountain

Why would you climb, when you can move the mountain

Bare feet and a hospital gown

Breaking bones when I see you leaving

We’ll work it out through the dry heaving

Bare feet and a hospital gown

Ceiling fan distorts your face

Know that I’m alive by your grace

Now watch me throw it all away

Key to my face, I don’t care how you feel

And yet again, I throw your love away

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Fuck Kevin Spacey

Maybe I’m in it for the wrong reasons

I’m falling out of love

Maybe it’s all of the above

Let down and pick it up

As infuriating as it is

Scum always rise to the top

It always rise to the top

My doubt filling in the blanks says, “you can’t do it, you can’t do it”

Pressure from this empty room says, “it means nothing, it means nothing”

I’m living life like the ocean

Spending time in this lonely place

Like a satellite floating through space 

It’s buzzing, it’s always buzzing

Everything means nothing to me

And I’m as happy as can be

My doubt filling in the blanks says “you can’t do it, you can’t do it”

Pressure from this empty room says “it means nothing, it means nothing”

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Things I think About While We fuck

Circumstantial and temporary

It ain’t no remedy, I know

To that pit in your stomach

To that tangle in your head

To this stranger in my bed

You already think that I’m an asshole, so why not act like one

Open my big mouth, and the damage is done

Does anybody feel this lonely? I guess they do

It can’t possibly be, possibly be just me and you

Circumstantial and temporary

It ain’t no remedy, I know

To that pit in your stomach

To that tangle in your head

To this stranger in my bed

These insecurities

My unkempt hair

Evidence of indiscretions

Like pulling fingernails

Forgiven, but not forgotten

Glued together, but still rotten

Tell me I’m beautiful right now

Right now

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Apocalipstick

I wear my mother’s lipstick ‘cause it makes me feel pretty

I can’t talk to you ‘cause it makes me feel shitty

Oh you wonder, oh you wonder, am I still you son?

Oh believe me, oh believe me, no, you’re not the only one

I wear my girlfriend’s dresses ‘cause it makes me feel fucking hot

Like I belong in this world and it’s never ever gonna stop

I feel like I, I feel like I, I feel like I’m floating

And your side eyed stares doesn’t do me nothing

Confined to your system

Confronted and you don’t understand

Violet met with violence

You think it’s just a fad

I wear my mother’s lipstick ‘cause it makes me feel pretty

Sometimes I can’t talk to you ‘cause it makes me feel shitty

Oh you wonder, oh you wonder, am I still you son?

Oh believe me, oh believe me, no, you’re not the only one

Confined to your system

Confronted and you don’t understand

You make me feel fucking broken

You think it’s just a fad

I really don’t care

I really don’t

I really don’t care

I really don’t

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Turn From Void

Take what you need, and leave the rest to me

Flow through me, my love

Our head, our heart

We made out bed in this burning house

Mirrored whispers; “I need you”

Still breathing still alright

Take what you need, and leave the rest to me

Flow through me, my love

Our head, our heart

We made out bed in this burning house

Mirrored whispers; “I need you”

Still breathing still alright

Our bruised and heavy hearts

I’ll carry them, I’ll carry them for miles

Not always strong, but always by your side

My love

Our head, our heart

We made out bed in this burning house

Mirrored whispers; “I need you”

We’re breathing, we’re alright

Take what you need, and leave the rest to me

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Tamir

They won’t pay for their crimes, they own no shame

Onto the innocent the passing of the blame

Silence their violence

Silence our pain

They won’t pay for their crimes, they own no shame

Onto the innocent the passing of the blame

These tears are not for naught, like us they’ll fill the streets

They won’t take another one of our children’s life

You try to silence their violence

But you can’t silence our pain

You were so full of life

Now your name is just a hashtag