Thought you were right, you’re the wrongest
Be strong I’m the strongest
This King Kong shit I shout n’ climb and you’re outta your mind and now you’re outta
Mine. Fuck yesterday. World turn the page to a better day. Hey hey, mistakes that I made would leave me awake now’re dreamed away and I find your frozen time under my bed so I take your head and poke holes
Looks say yes, lovely lips say no
Long legs lay closed stay go your soul glows
So I roll solo in slow-mo hold the only love I
Know, Cold and lonely, stoned as always
Emotions roll like roller coasters coast to coastal the host explosions to toast
Stole heart on the show floor, proposed,
Still double take when I see your face it’s the neck turn
You coulda been my Audrey Hepburn now let’s burn
Pictures I picked this addicted afflictions explicit
Shit I hit it I fiddled with digits like arthritical criminal
Misfits I missed the kissin the flick of your whip bitch or is it I Did I diggity dig it. I did it. My skin’s thick. Burnt pic.

You are nothing to me anymore
Ah-ah-are nothing to me anymore

Hold on to your headphones and press rewind
Listen again and let it blow your mind. (you’re nothing!) This time I mean it.
What goes around comes around I think that you’re in orbit
Pedal to the medal accelerate on the yellow I floor it
You were a shotgun moon that hovered over my head
Now you’re nothing but a backseat dream that flew by instead get red.
Go green and get the fuck out and walk, bitch please. Freeze. Zero degrees. When I am God you’ll be the first on your knees.
And your answers are anxious beneath the blankets enchantress my chances ask in assonance flashin is passin, pack in the passion I’m mackin. Muse make me music mute it. Lose it, babbalin heart, crackling, smackin, attackin I’m back in fascination you think tank thanks love is something screamed from the mountains
(Ahh fuck!) Why do you think I would make this album?
True scars
You are
Nothing

You are nothing to me anymore
Ah-ah-are nothing to me anymore
The Coversation
Oooh, ‘bout to get all emotional in this shit

Look at my son, look at his little baby dick
The doc’s got shots, it’s just a little pin-prick
Now you’re getting sick, incubate quick
I see you in the fishtank, I think I’m a heretic

Remember December? They told you I died
Entering my second life, surprised I’m alive
I survived and I’m back in the arms of my mother
Smother me with love every day I wanna hug her

But Dad right now I’ve really numbed that feeling
Flames in my brain I throw up through the ceiling
Endanger myself and I need some healing
I need you know to lift me up like helium

Take a minute to get in it ‘cause the world is yours to win it
Finish your dinner and watch the Mets’ll win the pennant
Bitterness isn’t a bit of business of a winner
Life’s a wheel of fortune, gotta be a spinner

Too many blows for you to soften
Far too often I think of the coffin
I’m coughing I already used my re-starter kit
Blow my brains, Kurt Cobain, give me that Nirvana shit

Chorus x2
Dad, bury me now
Son, I don’t know how

Dad get on the phone, I think it’s mom
She’s calling me up but she’s never coming home
I try to hold my own in an unknown time
But I lay awake and I can’t stop crying

Why did momma get cracked in the skull?
Son the ebb and flow is like a fatal blow
We were living high, gotta take the lows
Sometimes it rains, it pours, it snows

Just remember, burn like ember
Fight for your rights but not the gang members
Be a soldier of the world, pledge your allegiance
Rip up your draft card, it divides into regions

The lesions on her head make me hate this legion
Reason for treason turned up like the seasons
I swear to God, I’ll kill those kids if I see ‘em
Believe it. HA.

I see mom seizure and I try to bury it
Dad will you sing “Swing Low, Sweet Chariot”?
Son, it’s a huge weight, together we can carry it
I love you dad but this one’s for Harriet

Chorus x4
Dad, bury me now
Son, I don’t know how