FERAL EP

Sunbeam

Do you believe it? Are you ready to die?
Black book and a white collar.
To try to get the sheep to believe.
A preacher, animal wolf.
He stood atop a soapbox.
Howl and scream to try to get the sheep to believe.
He smiled as he lied through his teeth.
I’m the pews as you’re down on your knees.

Repent, resentment, repent.

He held the sermon like hypocrite.
His intention was opaque and obscure.
There was trust in the title but the judgment that passed, it was questionable.

In fear, they put their hands together.
Hope is a fable.

Sunbeam.
Shatter the glass.
Stained.
Shatter the glass with your fist.

They placed the statue of a suffering man in the hall.
They placed the picture of a suffering man in the hall.

Do you believe it? Are you ready to die?
Black book and a white collar.
To try to get the sheep to believe.
A preacher, animal wolf.

Ejaculated in the sacrament.
All the people taste the body and blood.
Oh god, hallelujah! The shepard has come and he’s saving us all.

He asked the people all for charity.
Said to pass him a buck to the left.
Everybody and their pocketbooks.
So pass the buck, the buck the pass. Pass the buck, the buck, the pass.

Mercury

Heavy heart, head in my hands and it’s a slap across the face.
A rude awakening, a critical mistake.
I was on the run again. I knew that I had killed a man and I would not escape.

I pick the meat down to the bone. I sink my teeth into the marrow.

Less than naked, more than meets the eye. Saw your breath escaping like a poltergeist.
Sever shoulder from the neck and I fall into a slumber again.

Fill me with adrenaline from the follicle down to the cuticle.
Fill me with rage, a rage, a rage in the likes of which that you can never contain.

Slapped across the face again. A rude awakening, an amateur mistake.
I was on the run again. I knew that I had killed and I would not escape.

I pick the meat down to the bone. I sink my teeth into the marrow.

Less than naked, more than meets the eye.
Saw your breath escaping like a poltergeist.
Sever shoulder from the neck.

In a rage, in a rage, in a rage that you can never contain. 

Fill me with adrenaline from the follicle down to the cuticle.
Fill me with rage, a rage, a rage in the likes of which that you can never contain.

Lava

Fell on my face and I stood up again. The sweat on my back and the blood on my brow.

Sinking.

Smell and the taste of the blood in my mouth. I’m shrugging it off and spitting it out.

Blinking.

Lick the wound until it’s time to get up again and rectify.

Sinking.

Within the death and the birth.
To carve a name into the Earth.
Within the second and first breath.
Speak out in a perfect pitch, speak.

Within the death and the birth.
To carve a name into the Earth.
Within the second and first, the third.

Everything I see on the outside is so fucking extraordinary
But everything I am inside is completely ordinary

This is a clock watch.
This is a clock watch, watching the needle. Watching the needle go spinning around.
This is a clock watch. Watching the needle go spinning around. This is a clock watch. Watching the needle go spinning around. This is a clock watch. The 5, the 9, the 10 the 2 the 9.

Nostrvm Bellvm
Nox Clara

Fell on my face and I stood up again. The sweat on my back and the blood on my brow.

Sinking

Lick the wound until it’s time to get up again and rectify.

Blinking

SPLIT EP

Pregnant Panhandler

Them good old boys, if they don’t win it is a shame.
Rotate the corner, traffic stacking up all over again.
Face down, king of hearts at the table of cards.
Stack them up, stack them in.
I’m stacking nickels and dimes up, and I’m stacking them up all over again…..
The last ones were gone before the next ones had come. 

Less becomes more, we became one in the same.
We set ourselves out on display, hung out to dry.
“Why lie? I just need a beer!”
Just hand me whatever you can spare.
Hung out to dry. 

Disposed. I am the man out on the corner with a cardboard sign in my hand.
I’ve got a lump in my throat from sitting at a table in a buffet full of lies.
I split my lip to the cheekbone from showing all my teeth and wearing out my smile.
A day-to-day prostitution of my personality. 

Wake. Beg. I am the man out on the corner with a cardboard sign in my hand. Out on the corner I’m the man.

Television

it’s not the end of the world
time for a sequel to arrive
time’s not my friend of this world
eats up my insides alive 

the television rotted my brain

SPEAKEASY EP

Hair of the Dog

Hair of the dog, yeah.
I dip my head back into the well, just to get the bottom clean. Black suds in my liver raging, yeah.
My blood is saturated, my heart contaminated. Oh my God. Hair of the dog. 

Black suds in my liver raging. And I’m blacking out yeah, right now.
Suicide, I swear I almost died.
Hair of the dog. 

I pull my hair back when it starts. When I start to get obscene. Black spots in my liver raging, yeah.
My heart is saturated, my mind contaminated. Cure the dog with the hair of the dog. 

Black spots in my liver raging. And I’m blacking out yeah, right now.
Suicide, I swear I almost died.
Cure the dog. 

Blackout, cure the dog with the hair of the dog. 

Hair of the dog.

It Comes with the Territory (written by Halfway to Holland)

i didn’t mean to say it scares me
but in fact it really does
i kind of think i sort of minded
being covered in your blood 

spill it like a secret
enjoy your youth
maturity dies in liquid
someday i will too 

i’m brave
i can do anything
i’m afraid
and i’m stained

Zoot Suit Riot (written by Steve Perry)

who’s that whispering in the trees?
it’s two sailors and they’re on leave
pipes and chains and swingin’ hands
who’s your daddy? yes I am 

fat cat came to play
now you can’t run fast enough
you’d best stay away
when the pushers come to shove 

zoot suit riot 

throw back a bottle of beer 

zoot suit riot 

pull a comb through your coal black hair 

zoot suit riot 

throw back a bottle of beer
zoot suit riot 

pull a comb through your coal black hair 

a whipped up jitterbugging brown eyed man
stray cat fronting up an eight-piece band
cut me Sammy and you’ll understand
in my veins hot music ran 

you got me in a sway
I want to swing you dove
now you sailors know
where your women come for love 

Zoot suit riot 

throw back a bottle of beer
zoot suit riot 

pull a comb through your coal black hair 

you’re in a zoot suit riot 

you got me in a sway
I want to swing you dove
Now you sailors know
Where your bitches come to fuck 

zoot suit riot 

throw back a bottle of beer
zoot suit riot 

pull a comb through your coal black hair 

zoot suit riot 

throw back a bottle of beer
zoot suit riot 

pull a comb through your coal black hair 

you’re in a zoot suit riot

American Psycho

i’ve got six bucks till sunday and no food at all
well that’s alright i’d rather spend it all on alcohol
a slit on my wrist and a blue tourniquet and a shot to the nearest bar
in an hour or two i hope i don’t know you or anyone at all 

this suitcase is hard to pack 

three bucks till monday and a hole in the wall
that’s quite alright i drank my weight and cracked my fucking jaw
the blood and the mane all became the same and i’m pretty sure i broke my arm
in a hour or two i hope i don’t know you or anyone at all 

in the end you’ll hear me out now 

six bucks till sunday and no food at all
well that’s alright i’d rather spend it all on alcohol
because the blood and the mane all became the same and i know i just broke my arm
in an hour or two i hope i don’t know you or anyone at all 

the boys will be alright as long as i keep on working hard
but my mom says i drink too much and it’s tearing my family apart
a slit on my wrist and a blue tourniquet and a shot to the nearest bar
i’m sorry my sons your pap is a bum and i hate him with all of my heart 

in the end you’ll hear me out now

Forward Motion

Lady, lately I’ve been grinding my teeth in my sleep.
Lately I’ve been lusting for a taste of your drug.
The taste could bring me to my doom.
Creatures crawl out of cocoons.
Lately I’ve been lusting for a taste of your blood. 

Lady, recently I’ve been speaking in my sleep.
Lately I’ve been lusting for a taste of your tongue.
The taste could bring me to my doom.
Creatures crawl out of cocoons.
Lately I’ve been lusting for a taste of your blood. 

Slow down lady.
Slow your roll.
Slow down lady. 

Like cinematography, running through the frames I’m reminded of what I say and what I’ve done.
Oh yeah, play it back like a sound wave.
As your voice resonates, I’m reminded of what I say and what I’ve done.
Oh yeah, forward motion. 

Slow down lady.
Slow your roll.
Slow down lady.

Jump, Jive & Wail (written by Louis Prima)

baby, baby it looks like it’s gonna hail
you better come inside
let me teach you how to jive and wail 

you gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
you gotta jump, jive, and then you wail away 

papa’s in the icebox lookin’ for a can of ale
mama’s in the backyard
learning how to jive an’ wail 

you gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
you gotta jump, jive, and then you wail away 

a woman is a woman and a man ain’t nothing but a man
one good thing about him
he knows how to jive an’ wail 

Jack and Jill went up the hill to get a pail
you best sit on my dick, let me teach you how to jive and wail 

you gotta jump, jive, and then you wail
you gotta jump, jive, and then you wail away

HELLGRAMMITES EP

airtopioca

captain in the dark
a space and a built in spark 

a diver drown in the ground
I could never bleed 

captain in the dark
a space and a built in spark 

a diver drown in the ground
his face was lost but his body was found
everyone seems to think it’s a move for the meek 

the mountains
the ground’s there, we’ll drown there yet

midnight

i sat all alone and i drank all your bones after midnight
i saw through the holes as the truth it unfolds on my insides
i went alone on the east side 

we took off our clothes and we went nose to nose in the moonlight
we sank in the sand and your silky small hands handed insight
i went alone on the east side 

captive in my own sedatives
bleeding pictures of my perspective 

i sat all alone and i drank all your bones after midnight
i crawled over stones in underground catacombs at the bomb site
i went alone on the east side 

i heard all your moans from the bottom of boats in the blue sky
your blood in my thrones and our bodies at home in a knife fight
i went alone on the west side 

captive in my own sedatives
bleeding pictures of my perspective
all my cards on the table
flaws in the maple
nothing is sacred

karae

they know this feeling’s inside my bones
they know to keep it inside the mirror
while everyone else is near 

they know 

they know there’s bubbles inside the snow
they know
beautiful hot and clear
dancing on chandeliers 

they know

Merga Bien

Rival up against rival.
Enemy versus enemy.
I still wonder what this is for. 

Lies exposed in centigrade.
Witnesses would say that you could smell the hair burn.
Lies exposed in centigrade.
Witches, they would say that you could smell the air burn. 

Burn
I smell the skin of the neck.
I smell the hair, ashes of the head.
I see the flesh as it bubbles up.
Burn 

Lies exposed in centigrade.
Witches burned at the stake for
other man’s mistakes and lies they told.
On another mans mistakes and lies they told.

for fuck’s sake

It was a dark a stormy night all I see is light into despite
And I crawl into the closest corner creepy, it’s kinda nice
All I see is pigeons fighting for a right
To speak a speckled sound and it goes into my fright 

Are you scared of what I’m gonna do?
Well you should be
Staring naked in the living room
You bit me, then you blued me
Can’t you tell me what I never knew?
I’m that Nazi, oh yeah that’s naughty
So are you scared of what I’m gonna do?
You should be 

Are you scared of what I’m gonna do?
You should be
Slit the wrists and leave my fingers blue
It could be, yeah it would be
Drink enough to kill what you won’t do
I’m purging, who’s listening? Huh?
So are you scared of what I’m gonna do?
You should be 

Save your prayers for later

You want to leave you can
I’ll fight the breeze again