Showing posts with label Voices. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Voices. Show all posts

Friday, February 2, 2024

Mosquitos

You’re buzzing all around me like a mosquito

Feasting on flesh like a microwave burrito

Puking your poison over everything I love

Amythest colors drowned in shit from above

Every insult against me is a secret confession

Yet you yak your ass off like it’s your profession

If you buzz and bite for a long enough time

You buy space in my head for pennies on the dime

Just when I’m ready to stare into the void

Here come more mosquitos to keep me annoyed

There’s not enough bug spray on the planet

To make the army of bastards suddenly vanish

There’s not enough fire to match all my anger

To turn this epic war into an apocalyptic banger

I sleep for the night, no buzzing in my dreams

Then I awaken to see them swarming in teams

Being fucked up in the head is a lifelong job

No vacation days, those are only for slobs

No lunch breaks when I want to eat the rich

No free healthcare, pay for every single stitch

If fighting mental mosquitos is a real vocation

I’m the regional manager of every location

I ain’t the CEO, because I have no control

I ain’t the president, just look at the poll

I’d ask for my flowers, but the bugs like plants

Just keep kicking my ass, I’ll drop my pants

They don’t call it an insect infestation

They call it schizophrenia and call me a patient

Sunday, May 30, 2021

I Hate My Brain

CHORUS 1

I hate my brain, I hate my soul

I gave the ghosts too much control

I hate my heart, I hate my mind

Yet I carry on like everything’s fine


VERSE 1

The skies were blue, now they’re vomit green

The oceans were cool, now they’re boiling me

My pixies and gnomes turned to demon spiders

My love goddess has Bundy’s babe inside her


PRE-CHORUS 1

What happened to me?

Death pornography

Oh no!

The only cinema that I see


CHORUS 2

I hate my soul, I hate my brain

I fall asleep just to numb the pain

I hate my mind, I hate my heart

Too many beats will blow it apart


VERSE 2

My cats were soft, now their fur is barbed wire

My dogs loved life, now they’re graveyard tired

All of my favorite songs sound about the same

All of my heroes wallow in sewage and shame


PRE-CHORUS 2

What happened to me?

Warped psychology

Oh no!

Mourning loss of creativity


CHORUS 3

I hate my shell of my former self

All I love burns in schizophrenic hell

I hate the future, I hate the now

I broke my promise not to bow


BRIDGE

Don’t keep stringing me along

Don’t say nothing’s ever wrong

Don’t keep giving me false hope

Don’t make this torture slow


CHORUS 4

I hate my demons, the shit they say

Telling me to die and just fade away

I hate my monsters, they’re beautiful

Stockholm kisses and fucks are suitable


FINAL LINE

Don’t keep stringing me along

Monday, April 20, 2020

How Much Longer? Wait Your Turn...


How much longer until this is over?
When my thoughts are clear and sober?
When the voices leave my mind forever?
Please tell me that the answer isn’t never

Wait your turn like a good little boy
Wait your turn to unhear the noise
Like a rainstorm, it’ll eventually pass
Until then, enjoy your kick in the ass

How much longer until I can leave?
Until making a cure has been achieved?
Until authority will no longer deceive?
Hopefully soon is what I can believe

Wait your turn like everybody else
We’re in this together, our moment of hell
Don’t be tempted by the church bells
Don’t forget about the ones who fell

How much longer until permanent peace?
Until the madness of the world will cease?
Until people come before the economy?
Until we can skip this whole tragicomedy?

Wait your turn like a model citizen
What makes you so goddamn different?
Don’t let your selfishness get in the way
Of America living on for another day

How much longer until I can rest my head?
And not have to worry about being dead?
Maybe that’s the only logical conclusion
Maybe I shouldn’t give into delusions

Wait your turn, you’ve got a long way to go
When your time will come, nobody knows
Get to work on your precious purple prose
Work until the day that your breathing slows
I know it’s cruel and it just isn’t fair
All I can tell you is to grow a brass pair
You never signed up for military life
But the truth cuts deeper than a bowie knife

Screw your harshness, screw your indifference
Screw your so-called melodic dissonance
I’ll be back in true form one of these days
Until then, your welcome is long overstayed
I’m the landlord and the rent is now due
Don’t act like this just came out of the blue
I’ll kick your ass out of my mind so fast
You’ll be too far back in the prehistoric past

Sunday, July 23, 2017

You Tried to Kill Me

VERSE 1
You call it a trigger, I call it something bigger
I call you liquored, you’re the one who’s sicker
You tried to take away what I hold highest
My heart, mind, soul, and beautiful silence
Kleptomancy is your magic of choice
Obnoxious bullhorn is your style of voice
I would have screamed to the skies for help
How can anyone hear when I’m chained in hell?

CHORUS 1
You tried to kill me!
You tried to end it all!
You tried to kill me!
You made me take the fall!

VERSE 2
Your empty talk is like a buzzing wasp
Stinging me until my brain goes pop
Pop goes the weasel, down go the people
You make fun of everyone? That’s your spiel?
I don’t buy the idea that this shit’s not personal
You wished me humiliated, wished me terminal
I want to wrap my hands around your pencil neck
Watch shit and piss run down your fucking leg

CHORUS 2
You tried to kill me!
You tried to end my life!
You tried to kill me!
You might as well pull the knife!

VERSE 3
I want to take your inner demons
Turn them against you to make us even
Every ass kicking you have ever taken
Every sad-ass smile you’re just now faking
Every time you were told to go to hell
Every time the crowd laughed when you fell
You’re in my shoes, you’re singing the blues
To say otherwise is nothing but fake news

CHORUS 3
I tried to kill you!
Put your memories to rest!
I tried to kill you!
Make you famous, not like the rest!
You tried to kill me!
You tried to make me small!
You tried to kill me!
How does it feel to curl in a ball?!

You tried to kill me!

Saturday, March 18, 2017

The Perks of Being a Zombie

VERSE 1
I once had wild dreams of being a creator
But everyone else was a heel commentator
“Fix computers, scoop ice cream into cones
Do it all for your wallet and future home”
But I resisted every obnoxious voice
The ones in my head gave me no choice
“Listen and conform to everything we say
If you don’t want bleed for the rest of the day”

CHORUS
“Move it! Move it! Get your fat ass in gear!
Let’s go! Let’s go! Before I kick you in the rear!
Faster! Faster! Listen to what’s in your ear!
The perks of being a zombie are always clear!”

VERSE 2
I packed up and went to the indoctrination center
The closest place to hell that I could ever enter
I wouldn’t know it from the numbness in my brain
When it comes to pain, it all feels the same
Psychotic behavior was disguised as laziness
Torment and anguish was disguised as craziness
I never felt so naked in all of my goddamn life
The suicidal tendencies always felt so right

CHORUS
“Move it! Move it! Get your fat ass in gear!
Let’s go! Let’s go! Before I kick you in the rear!
Faster! Faster! Listen to what’s in your ear!
The perks of being a zombie are always clear!”

VERSE 3
I had a Broken Universe before it became cool
My pillow was always soaked in undead drool
My dreams were grayer than the winter shadow
Doing my homework was always such a battle
One day in psychology class, I found the name
Of the force inside me that brought me shame
A condition that I thought was traumatic cinema
Name of my disease was paranoid schizophrenia

ALTERNATIVE CHORUS
I am the master! You are the slave!
Nobody tells me how to behave!
It took a whole decade, but my eyes are wide!
I don’t have to run, I don’t have to hide!
My nights are cozy, my dreams are sweeter!
I’m a positive force and a negative eater!
You call me crazy and I give my thanks!

I’m the captain of the ship, I’m pulling rank!