I’ll break all my bones
And cash in all my luck
Before I force myself
To go and listen to such a
Condescending fuck.
I brought a knife to a gunfight
I brought my words to a fistfight
I brought my hell to you
And now the boys are back
The boys are sad…
~*~
Let’s talk it it out and let’s talk too loud
And spare our breakdowns for the times it’s not allowed
Deprived of oxygen and choked off to sleep
But I’ll stay awake with you, I guess it’s what we need
‘Cause I may not be the best company but I know a thing or two
About being selfish and pretending to be a happy blue
The clever words and rhetorics make us laugh half to death
Drowning our worries in coffee until it’s dangerous to our health
Because it’s times like these when bitter tastes best
And the yonder moonlight is too delicate to get any deeper rest
But I’ll draw some stars and you can paint them in embers
With what’s left of the sky, we’ll write about what we can remember
We’ll scream about our addictions like loose patients in an asylum
Of the southern boys and houston beats until we’re both tired and dumb
I’ll sing a song out of tune, and your echoes fade to shadows
This is the art of somniphobia, we’re good as we are not tomorrow
Tonight we’ll starve the nighthawks and dehydrate the nadirs of melancholy
Until the petulant sunrise glowers at us for being too damn noisy
We were never meant to stay high in a world that’s not designed for the broken
But let calming music glow in your bones, we’ll be entertained until then.
~*~
You’re so cold
I’ve got to know what made you so
Scared to be alone?
I’ve got to know who chilled your bones
That wasn’t me…
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How can they say that it’s one way
When it’s the opposite?
And how can they know the end
Of the story before I tell it?
‘Cause when I walk, your feet
They fall to the same beat
Or maybe we’re from two different worlds…
~*~
We used to be the epitome of mindless materialism
Taking apart brick and coin for a little inkling of fun
We talked away in circles, but never in infinity signs
But it didn’t last forever ‘cause we both wanted to die
.
For I never understood why you didn’t ever understand
Until we’re left with empty voices and mismatched hands
I translated it all wrong, you decoded nothing but misery
We spoke in undecipherable tongues, so now we’re history
.
Why did we waste such eloquent words on each other’s lies?
Breathing out sombre songs that never synced the beat right
Wrought desiccated eyes with apertures that flashed blindly
And we set out separate restrictions from the cold apologies
.
We turned back but never forward and we took a couple steps
Too far until we hit the brick walls, this was far beyond any help
How could we plead that it was one-way, intersections opposite
When the fault was a double-edged tongue talking about bullshit?
.
But behind this dead mess, I do admit I enjoyed all the endless chaos
Riding the hurricane with you, and making my own cyclone at a loss
I wish you the same, and let me say I hope you don’t regret and think
Don’t forget the secrets we shared when our native tongue goes extinct.
~*~
We talk to people
But they never understand
They think we’re crazy
‘Cause it sounds like noise to them
Ain’t it strange, all the things you hear
When you sit and listen?
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You make me twist in my dreams
Diamonds fall from my eyes as I seem
Like a happy wave of melancholy
With heavy doses of sharp-taste irony
.
I can catch the gaze but not the embrace
I’ll hear the words but I won’t waste
Another second with such distal aches
Shivering in my spine as I break
.
A million emotions that jump in my blood
Are better than vessels drained of god
And my cheeks bruise again from the thought
Of dead roses in bloom and lungs in knots
.
What was bridged in that fateful midsummer
Shall last, interstitial, a transient forever
For perhaps the hazardous sins I’ll commit
In contusions are arrested in vignettes to omit
.
It’s the golden state glow of your undertow
Bringing me under and letting me go
Hidden in virulent sonatas I shall dare to chase
For a chance at hope to see your divine face
.
It may be the perpetual hurt that keeps me awake
And I may reach for sunshine blue but I won’t see it stay
But I won’t ever get tired, no, I’ll let my heart do all the talking
And listen to the rain for lost passion that keeps on singing.
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Pardon me, cutting sleep
I’m taking up grinding teeth
You’re why I’m sitting here, hating myself
For needing someone so bad
And feeling dumb dumb dumb…
~*~
mind your head
can’t concentrate
i want you to go
don’t stay away
i’m being feisty
my smile is numb
you got me walking
saying “goddamn”
you’re in my line
of sight and range
but duck your head
before it’s too late
my voices are all out
i won’t say a thing
but i’ll hang around
till i get what you mean
pardon, i lost my mind
when you came around
you’re far too high for me
so let me go, let me go down.
~*~
If why I’m sitting here
All goes wrong
Just pushing me back to Texas
Walking bum bum, goddamn…
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They’re speaking in foreign tongues
Like a lost league or a dead language
To my native ear, it’s all new and naive
Unknown to me, unfamiliar and strange
But for all of us, it doesn’t really matter
If I don’t understand a single thing at all
For their genuine smiles are contagious
And the art of laughter is always universal.
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There’s nothing like a trail of blood
To find your way back home
And nothing feels as cold inside as heaven down below
I’ve been lost and never found, afraid
To speak my truth out loud
With empty hands I came into this world
And I’ll leave just the same…
~*~
Blood smeared on the walls
Like the smiles on your two faces
Taunting a mechanical reaction
Of storms and clever rhetorics
That died of natural causes
.
But the truth is far from you
This miserable incineration
Of my outer demons breaking
Leaving the scar issues making
News all over my gossipy skin
.
And my migraine’s headlining
Medications inventing versions
Of the story no one wants to tell
Stigmata leaving sensible stigmas
Bitter bidding angels wish you hell
.
Blood smeared all over the walls
Like the frowns on your two faces
Making a cruel definition agreed
Of cyclones and asinine comebacks
That revived the primal nature in me.
~*~
Death, you cannot take me, you’ve tried and failed before
With everything so deafening, each breath worth fighting for
I refuse to be your casualty ’cause pain has its reward
No longer trapped in agony, you cannot take me, I survive the storm…
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