You took my faith and broke it in half I said "you took my faith" You took my faith, broke it in half You took my life and threw it in the trash I gave more than I should give Oh? I am an artist and I'll paint you dry You were all I saw and now you're just hindsight This is what happens to a coward This is what happens to a coward To a coward! One day at the Wolf's Cafe made it hindsight You cowards are still so stuck I see you looking so distinct inside Inside Inside! Before the Earth stood still life was easier then I always knew I had a friend Is this the beginning? Or end? Chasing down the parallel Don't you know it well? Spy versus spy inspired, slipping on the high wire You'd be wise keeping a watchful eye by and by the... Trial by fire, pyre for the pestilence Dying for denial, the crime is negligence Beside myself, behind my eyes dissociated Find myself crossed between my inner matrix and the machinations, ah (Ay delete that video bro! Oh!) Action Possum Circle Coffin Action possum, circle coffin Action Possum Circle Coffin Action Possum, Circle Coffin Lights out Diatribe Die for your tribe Diatribe Die for your tribe Diatribe Die for your tribe Diatribe Die for your tribe Die a tribal

I hold the weight of every word Regret is a constant, empty gift When the sorry is so, but the nothing is changing "Bind yourself to me" Hollow and empty, the pause in a wrenching smile If the cast room is empty is it a lesson to learn In the desks, in the grains Black stains, pain abroad Like a tooth shaking loose it digs It digs in Bow down Is it today, is it new? Bang bang, is it the present is it the root? Bang bang, I feel unkind Untouched, unknown, unloved Unloved, unloved Unloved Don’t slip into the past, repeating everything Don’t slip into the past, repeating everything Don’t slip into the past, repeating everything Don’t slip into the past, repeating everything As I fossilize the problem, as I mummify the worst Pretending it’s surface level a conscience Echoes guilt In finding finding peace there is elegance to find, only in now You want it easy? You’ll never find! You want it easy? You’ll never find! In finding finding peace there is elegance to find, only in now Digging deep, filling all your wounds with guilt never works Why? Burn Burn it all Burn it burn it all Burn it Burn all this In finding finding peace there is elegance Burn it, burn all this guilt You are accountable As I fossilize the problem, as I mummify the worst I am pretending it’s surface level, a conscience Echoing guilt As I magnify the problem, a conscience echoing I hold the weight

Poetry is when you write pretty words Ba ba ba ba ba ba And say deep stuff that makes people go "Wow" Wow Poetry has to rhyme all of the time It's awesome and everyone likes it Yeah ba da ba The best poets in the world use wordplay Which is when you use words that make you want to jump around and play So go play So go play Go play Please Go now Go Go on now you can run around You can do whatever you want Poetry is fashionable like that Poetry is fashionable like that Poetry is fashionable like that Poetry is, poetry is Poetry is Where do- Where does the time go? Goin, goin, goin Check that out Where do- Where does the time go? Goin, goin, goin Check that out OH BURN Where do- Where does the time go? Going, going, going Without further ado All poems should end With a punch With a kick Hey, turn up the volume Turn up the volume, turn up the volume Turn up the volume Hey, turn up the volume Turn up the volume, turn up the volume Turn up the volume Yeah I DON'T LIKE BEING BORING Life is better buried in a veneer of artistic metaphor Did you like the way I said that? It felt real good and made me feel real smart Uwa Say what you mean! WHAT YOU MEAN (5/4 scatting)

I've been walking down by the tracks What they decide will not abide, won't be crucified What they decide will not abide, won't be crucified What they decide will not abide, won't be crucified That's a funny look there you got sonny Aw, it'd be a shame if I put your face on the tracks I Won't Decide What they decide will not abide, won't be crucified What they decide will not abide, won't be crucified Now you feel, with you Dig! Dig! Dig! Dig! Dig! Dig! Dig! Dig! Dig! Dig! Dig The locomotive, the locomotive God bless their motive, god bless their motive The locomotive, the locomotive God bless their motive, god bless their motive The locomotive, the locomotive God bless their motive, god bless their motive The locomotive, the locomotive God bless their motive, god bless their motive YOUR TURN Trains! T-t-t-t-t-t-t-trains Oheueuuudieeohhuuuuu uuuuaaaa End the violence End the violence End the violence End the violence Enemy! Enemy! Enemy! All of them are fucking moral deprived bastards, lovely little tracks from West to East, lovely as far as the eye can see, not what's buried underneath... You know, just another bloody ploy Going away, going n going away Going away, going n going away Going away, going n going away Showing a face, showing a showing a face Is it? Pussy-ass bitch you're getting turned into Fancy Feast You Hey! Trains! oooooeoaaauauuaouu

Throne is built on lies Like pendulum swings Photograph my memory shift Colors again, colors again Colors again, colors again The pendulum swings Photographic memory Shifting colors Blind to absence, absent to blindness Witnessing greed, lavender green I donate the cherry tree I could pay severance I could shorten the sentences I won't go, go back I am reading the signs Something goes to the right Disappear in the mist Like a ghost in the night I will never go back What is left in the ash I am reading the signs Like a ghost in the night Disappear in the mist Run! Back? I won't look, I won't see (Operating on the caliber weapon with the code to destroy everything) The flowetry is not unlike a eulogy on open mic A mutiny on all the smiles, executed with guile I will, to the moon This is the angering, furthering Me on my end To the moon Avarice you asked for this At your best you are... Looking forever in the night Will it be- will it be- okay? But in the presence you've never been How could you- how could you- be sure? There is a hole enough for everyone When you go- when you go- go home Burn it all unto the fuselage Dig it down, dig it down, dig it down Meaning of avarice, cussing out your friends 'You're in the presence of a motherfucking legend" What a fucking joke Look at who is, who is laughing now? Where are you gonna go, where are you gonna go? Where are you gonna go, where are you gonna go? Are you goin to the sky, are you goin to the moon Are you goin to, huh, what, yeah? Lying you Get caught up In the lie Strangers holding like hearts against the wall Burrow like a bug, in the reaction Where the oceans be, belong in the sea Oh Avarice You asked for this You were avarice, you asked for this With an asterisk, you are noticed For you, here's your passing hope Have another- Have another hope, oh To go! So back (I honestly lost the lyrics to this part ;-;) Might just- might just give away mine To the moon I am forever

My world is real I left home, filling out my frame I am in my eyes, like youth Rows and rows of doors yield themselves open I am running, I found my- Footsteps planted across the surface- Of the troposphere This is the life I commit to This is the hook that tugs through muck and fire These legs slowed to the sludge But found themselves FREE You sad pity punk! I am in my eyes Strong empathetic emperor, Miscalculated the, the capitol Is it even now restless? I don't know, you tell me! Defied the queen, hive-minded Into destroy countless homes Haha You pity punk We'll see the ascending sun No but I think that you think my emotions are a choice and my sadness is a whack job Negotiations gone bad No but I think that you think you can act any way you want Your feelings are justified, your cruelty is undignified You won't bury me alive Cause I think That you think I lost my light Saying shit on paper like "you're all mine" And to make me suffer because to you that's love Hearts shake bitter than a shaking gun Your fingers twitch, your eyes twitch Your head turns, your thoughts itch The pressure you place to hold me in place It's killing you slowly Now I'm free, now I'm free Look I'm free Look, look, look at me, look at me Where are you? Killing everything you touch S-s-s-s-s-SLOW You whine You cry You shake your fist at the godless sky You pummel your loved ones who can't fix you Broken life But it's not you, it can't be you You make me so fucking sick You make me puke You make me so fucking sick You make me puke You whine You cry You shake your fist at the godless sky You pummel the ones you love You make me fucking sick You make me puke

There was nothing to say The day could not be put back Villagers in the square A strange bird had suddenly flown in Full of ideas that they had never heard Where is the cleverness that brought you here? Silence The tongue tipped with venom He felt he was dying But framed in his window the night moon The wind rustling the leaves like waves washing the shore There was no mob There was really nothing wrong with the world As he lay there looking up at the moon His mind began to wander Over the ideas he really loved to think about The moon stood clear A silhouette Her energy flowed into him She took his thoughts away  Was there a pattern to it? There was every even integer in the sun The beautiful color in her eyes

Of the soon to be arrived most precious of quintessential moments He began to read from several books at once Weaving the thread of a golden web In humble homage to that of this and that that is Divine, the upside down of the downside up At the intuitive moment of fine feather balance Occasioned the sacred feeling Marking the spell on him The evocation of invocation An intonation of wishful thinking Calling in echo of that seeking from within the here and now A desperate plight in the appearance of nature Out which such energized image of intent is spawned Whose tangible emergence must always by its very presence be a gift The suns scribes as the moon dancesdances Light of a difference dream