And The Critic Wrote Lyrics & Chords By Death Spares Not The Tiger

I can see it in your eyes. You've finally learned your lesson. I could forgive and forget. But its too little, too late. I could say "I told you so." But I think a big old "fuck you"...read more

A stagnating chance rotted away at the routine of avoiding routine... Because it became so routine ...read more

"ah, you can always smell a graveyard" I the abomination Twisted patchwork heap Of rust, rivets, and bolts Wed in flesh canopy landscape Buzz saw rib cage death ray eyes...read more

We fight our fights a bit differently up North And there is hardly ever time for the safety of a phone So if you represent your town then may your town be burned to the ground ...read more

Remember when I said the sky was turning red? Well, I lied it's really turning white like the whites of your lovely lovely. ...read more