1. |
Permission
04:31
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My brain feels so forgettable
Your eyes are full of such sharp holes
My lungs whistle so you can hear
Your thoughts something unreadable
Even with your permission
With your permission
With your permission at all
Your stride so indescribable
My teeth crooked and yellowing
Your smile is undisolvable
My hope so wholely crushable
Even with no permission
With no permission
With no permission at all
And just like that
I dont care
I dont mind if you fade away
You’re not leaving
You hardly stayed
And just like me
You’re afraid
You’re alive to the mess you make
We’re two people caught in the way
Who’s your god now and what’s their name
And when we love, if it works
Does it stick or is its voice all hoarse
Is this heaven or just a phase
This all feels wrong and you’d be wrong to fold
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2. |
Lizards
02:25
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Earthquake
Feel it down my back it starts rolling
Get up look outside i see nothing
Clean white empty space its a blanket
Feel the walls close in
Feel the landscape
Ive only got half left to work with
Functioning like plants in a basement
I just wanna sleep through a facelift
Wake me up when its not around
I can’t tell where you stop taking
Cut your shit and please stop fucking hiding
I would love to run your pockets
Where does it go
Where does it go
Your a crook and wear it proudly
God made you better than me
You’re not real
You’re quite a muppet
Id love to take you as a joke
But you’re a lizard
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3. |
Hiding
04:58
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Keep your loved ones
We may have to flee
Throw your insults stay alive to breathe
Stark ideas
Worthiness of life
Truthful recourse
Barreled in your eyes
Regretful, your worldview
A farm of pain and a loss if loving
And it figures that you’re done in
It figures that you sleep
Its just a heart attack baby
Its just another way to bark at the sun
Its not a choice to be human
But its a miserable failure to breathe
Shifted posture
Folding underneath
Watching leaves fall
To cover all of me
Was i naive to see the silver
Was i subjected to the gates of your love
And it figures that its melting
It figures that it leaves
Its just a heart attack baby
Its just another way to bark at the sun
Its no a choice to be human
But its a miserable failure to breathe
Im going numb again baby
Im losing interest in my positive eyes
Its not so intricate truly
Its always seemed to be a matter of time
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4. |
Fluorescent Green
03:41
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Fluorescent green terrain exploding
The sky gave way to tides of gunmetal debris
The earth’s blood gives me chase
My vessel topples over under now
The dirt and adolescent fertilizer
Not me now, not ever
Come upon a velvet door
A rusty handle
Im cool with laying low
Im small and then some
A breeze falls
Your eyes close
A place of dreams a place of honey
A place of technicolor bruises on my knees
Que linda
Que rico
You’re sick of making time
Im tired of trying
A small and fragile prose
Afloat on earth blood
Its burning
Its seething
Lovers of past and future align
I am alive to ending times
The dirty chalice spills a love on high
I am alive to ending times
The dirty chalice spills a love
Once more the dirt gives way
The sound waves throw me
Ocean of blood arise
I beg for leaving
Come upon a velvet door
A rusty handle
Im cool with laying low
Im small and then some
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5. |
Supplemental
04:48
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I wanna see the body
I wanna see what happened to me
An american hero
Strutting towards a blank monsoon
Supplemental snack food
Ensuring my allegiance to you
But im wearing out quickly
Quicker than a cut can bleed
I see the bruise
I think about my life and how you made it worse
Dopamine rations
Something where the trees just can’t reach
What a beautiful mirror
Feeling cute and finally
Ready to dismiss
How i make my life worse when i live like this
I think about my love, conditional at best
I think about my life and how its still a gift
Rational and fictional
Starving bag of mirror goals
I cant help it
Hungry mass of chemicals
An empty head
A shattered bottle
I can’t stop it
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6. |
Hellisyourface
04:52
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See you in flowers
See your ribs exposed
Visage of anger
Self esteem reposed
Words of ownership as copper bounds
A dreadful trade of shame comes rolling
This useless body is a magnet cluster
Today a sunrise bit me
This prison that i pilot
Is lock and chain and troubled peace forthcoming
An irrigated sense of cold foray
A jealous warmth and skin to crack away
I tolerate you more than i love you
A scene of chewing glass and tasting dew
Your voice your life is numbing
You speak with such a violent tongue
My senses blend together
I disappear i vanish
You need to rendezvous
Con tu vida
Your dead and you don’t even seem to notice it
Almost as if on cue
I gouge my eyes out of their sockets and still see your evil
And it’s an empty
Tu lo sabes
Go on and ignore that your hearts exploding and leaking on the floor
Tienes muchos cuerpos sin sabor y no recuerdos
Y no recuerdos
Hell is your face
Making me feel ashamed
Just from the look of your eyebrows
Putrid mistakes
Follies with lungs and legs
All of gods children are justly made
Hell is your grace
Razing the human brain
Covered in blood with a bookcase
Justified faith
Living in fear of lakes
People have to die and its just that way
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7. |
Concrete
03:50
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A building tall
A lack of empathy
Concrete harder than your sympathy, oh well
And its the bubble
Its the aura of your hate
And hate informs you
Generational and so familiar
Esas estrellas
Se esconden en tus ojos
Y todos días
Dorman en tu corazón
Que amable
Fist fight the concrete with my hip bones here
Mi padre must have done me in so well so well
Ser un maricón
Enamorado de un hombre
To be so naked
To be too honest with the world and bear my teeth
Love is everywhere
Love is everywhere
Que generoso
Compartes tus visiones conmigo
Estas un perro
Amor desagradable
Amblamos
Your healing is my healing
Your hatred is my worlds mirror
Your brother is my enemy
Your sister is my hero
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8. |
WSD
06:15
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I still have visions of you holding what just might be out baby girl
A dream a pill erased
I wonder if they would’ve saved our love
The really dragging thing is I know i dont love you anymore
I’ll suffer visions here at least i know that i wont make you worse
We were tripping out and having such a dreamy luscious time
You got a real big head and broke off so much more than you could chew
Before i knew i saw your face splitting its own self in half
Then your eyes rolled back and i felt the hand of god take my last drop
And i watched you die
I watched your fingers turn black
We cleaned your mouth of all the vomit inside
I called the law and hoped you’d make it back
And your body did but your mind erased what we had
Exiting the womb you seem entitled to my servitude
Your words were deafening “i do not know what i would do with you”
My hermano says that god thinks that im wrong to have my rights
My own father thinks that its my charge to watch my neighbors die
I know he’s not wrong but where’s the hope in discounting the earth
Im so tired of Christ, the way he makes my family see the world
If I oughta burn then look me in the eye and take my soul
Let me be the husk you want to see
And use and stretch and put through your sick joke of an ant farm
And I’ll watch you die
What if the cancer comes back
I know a cross can burn
I know my lungs are so black
I’ll bury you
I hope you don’t bury me
I’ll see you off
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Trembler Houston, Texas
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