Hey everything, fuck you
i hate everything you do to me
i despise every lie i've come to believe
and i hate every evil thing that i see
this juxtaposition of good and bad
remind me of the best and the worst dreams i've had
i'm either to happy or fucking sad
and i can't keep up with that
and my job what a shame
just a mountain of death filling up my brain
i'm always tied to the tracks of the train
desperately afraid of going insane (like my family)
and i' like to take advantage of a flock of wild birds
to make to make my escape from this planet
christ almighty i am thirsty
i'm forever fat and ugly
stumbling bumbling bastard stubbly
faces will always be hungry
and i don't know if i'm capable of helping anyone
i'm at the mercy of emotions of my better friends
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- Andrew Jackson Jihad/Ghost Mice
- Candy Cigarettes & Cap Guns
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- Xtra Mile High Club, Vol. 3 - Yanks vs. Limeys (Oh…and...
- Xtra Mile High Club, Vol. 3
- Under the Influence, Vol. 6: 2 Headed Boy
- Under The Influence Vol. 6
- Compilation
- Andrew Jackson Jihad & Ghost Mice
- Dangerous Intersections V
- Pug Life
- Demo II
- Candy Cigarettes, Capguns, Issue Problems and Such