The World SpunTake the paper in handRequest another copyGreedy hands left emptyDon't speak out of turnYou seek a place, a momentYou can't live life without a storyWho you are only exists back thenAnd now is a joke not worth tellingDid it hurt to be passed by?Of course it shouldn't affect youYou've had so much practiceEating dust with backward glancesGather your words at handThey'll be all that's left of youThe world spun when you blinkedAnd where you are is dimSuch misery to be hadMade all the worse with distanceIf you're everything to meThen I need to get a new hobbyJust smile through meAnd I shall grimace gladlyThe world spun yet againAnd now the light is all we see.
There's This WayOf a love, of a careEvery time, I lose more hairA pointed laugh, a fake smileEvery time, I tasted bileAround and around, I know this tuneIt will all end, and none too soonBut did we stop to smell the roses?Or clear a path, like a brokedown Moses?I try to rhyme, and bind each wordAs though any of this has not been heardI know its old, with new far and fewBut it doesn't stop this from being trueThere's this way, this way you areNear to heart, yet out too farYour mind burns, to scorch the truthYour nature's bare, and red in toothSo what the hell? I'll tell it straightWith hat in hand, under doomed fatePlease forgive yourself, and let me shareYou deserve better. My love, my care.
We Know BetterAn empty smile, a crooked joke, and we're back on broken ground. Distant whispers plan to drive the blade home deep. With violent hope that a twist and shout will deliver them bloody comedy. In their shadows, and deep in their eyes, they wear the guise of trust.We know better, don't we? Yes, we know better.Go back to your other home, of wasted bone. Go back to grey skies and skeleton land. Cast your sickened gaze on other grounds. We will smile bright when you depart. Our bounty will not be shared with those of such obvious hate.We know better, don't we? Yes, we know better.Perhaps if you talked, perhaps if you were open. Maybe made of something true. But if wishes were horses, then you'd trample us underhoof. If looks were daggers, we'd be dead in our seats. And if it's the thought that counts, then you'd count thrice more. Your
Take HeartDrag the lake and take the lootI got a plan that'll sound so cuteYou caught my eye, and hold it stillI'll make a try, and run uphillYou're so bright and shiny highI'm as low as an earthworm's cryYou dance to a song, a song so sweetMy thoughts turn sour as rancid meatOh no, oh my, these tears stream byIn frozen lines, the end is nighI look to you, so true and newI lay me down, from toes to crownI tumble downhill to a steady descentYou won't bother to notice to where I wentSo take heart and take noteAnd be ready a quoteFor those of us who are about to die.
Keep SmilingThe mask is tight, and I'm choking on the words not said. They can get as close as they want, but they'll never be near me. Worlds apart, and that's fine with me. Keep your damn hands to yourself.Don't pay any mind to the empty light in my eyes. I've got your number, and you've got one of mine. From the very start, I knew how it would end. I win everytime, and the points don't matter.Don't try to push me, cuz I won't pretend to care. Fast words on a slow night, and you won't keep up with me. I show my teeth, and you show me yours.