through the remains i've been sorting seeking refuge underneath flourescent
skies an apocolypse of pity i know she is safe and building her disguise
bracing for the scavengers who reign upon my humble domain fills my face with
anger into permanent distortion i'm ugly getting over you it's what you wanted
you're gorgeous running out of me it's what you wanted i'm ugly getting over
you i know that you're more beautiful now everyday's survival lesson brings
another scarring lesson to sustain i anticipate a lesion it's a chemical
reaction to my pain 7,000 weathered faces hide my beautiful and buried smile
sleeping seems to be the greatest medication i'm switching channels, silly
sitcoms are a metronome one beat about a half an hour i will shun the radio
because i hear my life in every song brushing off the bottle i become a
connoiseur for a night rake the dead grass from the bitter green that's growing
wild