You draw me in disguiseAnd paint me paralyzed its trueYou trace me as you seeThe darkest color deepest blueIm heavy in this chairSharp corners frame my backWhile you draw me in disguiseAnd paint me paralyzed its trueWhen they come to find meThen please burn my bodyWhen they come to find meThen please burn my bodyA broad stroke extinguishes this firePaint me screaming into the sprawlA broad stroke extinguishes this firePaint me screaming into the sprawlI tried to draw you tooBut in bad taste and with poor choiceAnd I cant paint like you doTragic precision perfect voidIm sleeping in this chairWhile you sleep in the hallwayYou draw me in disguiseAnd paint me paralyzed its trueWhen they come to find meThen please burn my bodyWhen they come to find meThen please burn my bodyA broad stroke extinguishes this firePaint me screaming into the sprawlA broad stroke extinguishes this firePaint me screaming into the sprawl

I am growing old Im drunk in your homeGather your fears because Im doneI am growing old too drunk in your homeThere is no complex to complexitySo you wont hear a peep out of meI am growing old too drunk in your homeTo latch myself sealed shutDay by day and drop by dropDay by day and drop by dropDay by day and drop by drop

Im sick with worry just knowingWhen you step outside you wont be safe nowIm sick with worry just knowingWhen you step outside you wont be safeNear the entrance you call meCause today might be the dayI knowEveryone wants to see a showEveryone wants to see a showIm sick with worry just knowingWhen you step outside you wont be safe nowIm sick with worry just knowingWhen you step outside you wont be safeTheyll drop you dry if you let themDont give it all up to the graveI knowEveryone wants to see a showEveryone wants to see a showIm sick with worry just knowingWhen you step outside you wont be safe nowIm sick with worry just knowingWhen you step outside you wont be safeIm sick with worry just knowingWhen you step outside you wont be safe nowIm sick with worry just knowingWhen you step outside you wont be safeNear the entrance you call meCause today might be the dayI know

You went and put salt in my drinkNow Im cross youve got nothing to sayYou give me the gun and I thinkIm a mess and I need you to stayWhy must I be the angry one?I wont cry a fine line between our loveI cant speak but you ask what have I done?Set aside from this ring systemCover me in dustWhere magic lies with a fools wisdomJust below the crustI fashion you to lay your soulA mystic death was saidTo bring the songs of cherubimInto your empty headAnd if our rapport is so sourYoure a big bank and IOUIll take your silence as a signYoure a big shot but who needs who?Why must I be the angry one?I wont cry a fine line between our loveI cant speak but you ask what have I done?Set aside from this ring systemCover me in dustWhere magic lies with a fools wisdomJust below the crustI fashion you to lay your soulA mystic death was saidTo bring the songs of cherubimInto your empty headSet aside from this ring systemCover me in dustWhere magic lies with a fools wisdomJust below the crustI fashion you to lay your soulA mystic death was saidTo bring the songs of cherubimInto your empty head

I dressed up the horses set them looseSunk the needle deep and took in every dropA violent path an inch in timeAn error my device the anchor dropsI said peel the skin rawI said peel the skin rawI said peel the skin rawPinch til the feelings goneI said peel the skin rawI said peel the skin rawI said peel the skin rawPinch til the feelings goneMiles of horses gallop to the edgeI saw murder in their mouths we try the whipPowerful more muscle and stiff lipThe reins are chains and I have lost my gripTry with all my heart I choke Im ready to goAnd if youre through with me then please say soTry with all my heart I choke Im ready to goAnd if youre through with me then please just say soI said peel the skin rawI said peel the skin rawI said peel the skin rawPinch til the feelings goneI said peel the skin rawI said peel the skin rawI said peel the skin rawPinch til the feelings goneI built this game to play and to pretendYou are a dark machine and Im a cogWhen engines crack when fuel lines break offIll save your bits and let your motor rot

Im still home when the telephone ringsIm impartial and a martyrIts quite clear wearing all of my ringsIm less than feed or fodderIf you want Ill do itBut Im so ill-equippedIm a knot in the stitchTry the last call and dreamOn the next try Ill be much sweeterYeah in the next life Ill be betterI toss dimes in the wishing wellAnd Im broke cause you took all of meMy tombstone on a grassy hillIts a matter of fact all my change goes to hellDig deep find the villain insideThe one you dare not speak ofFind peace at the end of the lineThe dial tone is your true loveIf you want Ill do itBut Im so ill-equippedIm a knot in the stitchTry the last call and dreamOn the next try Ill be much sweeterYeah in the next life Ill be betterI toss dimes in the wishing wellAnd Im broke cause you took all of meMy tombstone on a grassy hillIts a matter of fact all my change goes to hellYeah in the next life Ill be betterI toss dimes in the wishing wellAnd Im broke cause you took all of meMy tombstone on a grassy hillIts a matter of fact all my change goes to hellI toss dimes in the wishing wellI toss dimes in the wishing wellI toss dimes in the wishing wellIts a matter of fact all my change goes to hell

Ill put the nickel in youDraw my blood deep in the syringeWhite lines capture my insidesBig and brass girl or a boyLoad me with lead one million degreesIm hot a burning carWith each flower Ill plant the dreams inMy dry mindThere are ways to fix a broken soundWith my head in the sky my ear to the groundWays to fix a broken soundWith my head in the sky my ear to the groundIll twist my neck in the tight nooseWhile the night grows wide and darkSqueeze through the tube and dont moveYour swollen mind and heavy heartLoad me with lead one million degreesIm hot a burning carWith each flower Ill plant the dreams inMy dry mindThere are ways to fix a broken soundWith my head in the sky my ear to the groundWays to fix a broken soundWith my head in the sky my ear to the groundKeep me honestAnd I wont tell themMake me promiseOh oh oh oh ohEmpty room so narrowSuck marrow from your bonesReach far across the roomAnd leave me all aloneI trained a bird to playPainful it perched on my left handTorn by your stinging gazeLight-years engulfed in your painI have sworn youre one of themAnd Im a stain on your reportI have sworn youre one of themA last resortThere are ways to fix a broken soundWith my head in the sky my ear to the groundWays to fix a broken soundWith my head in the sky my ear to the ground

I play trick or treat in the hospital hallsPink and pastel blue Im bouncing off the wallsId like to calculate every swollen boneBut Im strapped inside myself countless hours aloneIts blind men diseasedPills and scripts they push meTowards telephones call anyone with hopeOf sculpting life as it wasThey strip to check my broken neck Im dopedDo they think its a trickThat I pull when Im sickBut I swear to you its trueYes I swear to you its trueYes I swear to you its trueYes I swear to you its trueSwim through the afterbirth while giant veins offendIm stretching the skin till it splitsThey strip to check my broken neck Im dopedDesert flower golden hour stepping in pools of bloodPut your handOn my chestHold your breathBroken neckBut I swear to youIts trueI want some kind of miracleTo split separateThe addict and the parasiteMy abstract createsAnd I know you will appreciate me in any wayBut the pathosis it strips my bonesJust for the holidays

Even when its poisonIll fix you and have my fillWith poison so heavily swilledAnd a hand full of hateSinners lose lock the gateStir the slop burn your wrist now you loseI twisted the volume too loudI touched the screen and turned aroundIm assigned and Im bound and now I loseOur triumph is sleeping nowMy form of devotionIll drag you down in the crowdI go through the motionsEven when its poisonIm left with your precious toolsIts stained too explicit to missWell letters fallAt my feetVictory a mothers griefNothing comes and nothing grows and now you loseI am late I am lostScraping pain off the crossGrab the wheel and make me steer and now I loseOur triumph is sleeping nowMy form of devotionIll drag you down in the crowdI go through the motionsYour system stopsSet back the clocksI climbed above it how about you?Dissect my wordsSee how they hurtI climbed above it how about you?I want to winPlease let me inYou see me curled up by the gateI stretch to meet uneven beatsThey test my tempo how about you?I know its realI want to feelAll of the things Ive been refusedAnd celebrate my my first victoryDestroy my history with youOur triumph is sleeping nowMy form of devotionIll drag you down in the crowdI go through the motions

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Q: Rose Mountain

Please wont you bury me on Rose MountainIm so smallIll be in peace on Rose MountainWhite lines slice the dark highwayIm shattered on the sleighIm nothing like the othersMy grave is deepIm walking on the moonIm nothing like the othersI was made just for youPlease wont you bury me on Rose MountainSpeak of my legacy on Rose MountainWhite lines slice the dark highwayIm shattered on the sleighIm nothing like the othersMy grave is deepIm walking on the moonIm nothing like the othersI was made just for youWhile Im in the rush of seasonsRose withered flat and dryNo rational no reasonSo I wont tryIm nothing like the othersMy grave is deepIm walking on the moonIm nothing like the othersI was made just for you

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Got my jacket on, got my suit on I'm going down to the funeral home 'Cause there's a lady there, and she's waiting wants to see me get my drink on I cant be sure if it's her Oh it looks like her, I don't know Got my jacket on, got my suit on I'm going down to the funeral home

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