1. |
on fire
03:30
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my face is on fire
my body's on fire
feel it running up my spine
let it swallow me whole tonight
my face is on fire
all of the time
you wanna see it all explode
i wanna make it all explode
but every single time i take a breath
i push it back out like the living death
gonna dig a hole in my head
keep on trying until i'm dead
gonna put a hole in my head
keep on trying until i'm dead
there's something that i just can't find
something cold i feel every time
there's something pushing through my mind
let it out, gonna see what's inside
and it takes me back to a place that i wanna go
and it hurts to come back in a way that we all know
my face is on fire
my body's on fire
feel it running up my spine
let it swallow me up
my face is on fire
all of the time
tryin hard wanna make it fit
wanna beg for every bit
but every single time i take a breath
i push it back out like the living death
and it's back to the middle, back to the middle again
and it's back to the middle, stuck back in where we've been
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2. |
sleeper
02:36
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i woke up this morning
and my whole body hurt
start drinking at noon
empty the ashtray as i fill it
i woke up this morning
i slept for two hours
guess i must've slept wrong
why the fuck am i always sleeping wrong
i woke up this morning
with a pain in my head
my friends say i should drink more water
when my head hurts i try to drink more water
i woke up this morning
coughing my goddamn lungs out
take four ibuprofen
and ignore the interactions
i really wanna lie
and make it seem like i'm safe
but honestly my head's fucking cooked
and i'm never really awake
i know you want me to think that you care
and i won't tell you what to do
but i need to tune it all out for awhile
there's nothing else i can do
i woke up this morning
taste of blood in my maw
cracked tooth that i gave myself
and something spilled on the carpet
i woke up this morning
with bloodstains on my sheets
must've been a bad dream
such a bad fuckin' dream
i couldn't do this if i tried
and i wouldn't if i could
you know i wanna put in the effort
but i know you never really would
i don't want your pity
and i don't want your tears
i just wanna find another handle of whiskey
and something to cover my ears
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3. |
growl
02:29
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n.=.n
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4. |
oxide
03:51
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t6 5
enable 1 and 2
then 3 and 6
i could tell this place was sick
from the moment i walked in
spreading up my back
freezin' up my spine
i could tell this place was sick
from the moment i walked in
sharp pain in my neck
bad taste in my mouth
but i am a detective
and i'm hot on your trail
i could tell this place was sick
from the bloodstains on the walls
running down the drywall
iron smell in the air
i could tell this place was sick
from the chalk on the floor
a callous passive eulogy
a scrap of a memorial
but i am a hunter
and i've got your scent
i could tell this place was sick
when i read between the lines
found something i can't forget
can't erase from my mind
i could tell this place was sick
when i listened to the tapes
heavy breathing on ferric oxide
life lost on the exhale
i know you did your best
but it wasn't enough
i am an agent of the state
and i've got you pegged
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pepper jean River Falls, Wisconsin
pepper jean [they/it]
getting drunk by myself at the orgy
[art of me by @transfurom on twitter]
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