Prisoners locked in their own dream.

To make the world less scary
Being the least creepy dude instead

"Flesh & bone may make my home while 'Ghosts' are here to help me."

BYO laugh track

Making it up as I go along
& Writing it down wrong

Guess I have to be deceased
For you to believe
That what I speak
Is for thee
And none one else
Does it come from me

Stop

You are my favorite
You were my favorite
Who are thine flavor like
Hue fur why savor life

Drop

Scared of what will become
be nice to get your fun
Like the kitties life
Independence fight
Always have someone on yer mind
Tell you what you wanna think about while you're dying
You wanna laugh out loud but somehow cannot stop the crying
Relief of grief living beneath imagination seedlings
Growing tall the roots can't fall further than the leaving ceiling
Canopy camping human leaving nothing behind

Who the heck be that
Who the heck be that
Who the heck be that
Who the fuck is that yoh

Trying to get it over with

No one knows what I'm doing

options

kind of want to return this machine
sell the other machines
and commit suicide again
no machine will do what i need it to
other than the one’s with very low bit rates

Want to be the cutest ever

Just because you want to smash her

Pondering on suicide
Don't wanna run or hide
Repairing what's wrong
Rather than write songs
For no one to find
Outside my timeline 

going about our own biznaz
your system told us to do
and my people and i have averted that
and for our own reasons, we have saved the world

Can't get warm enough
Everyone says to forget you cough

If you don't see bitches you must be Them sound
If everyone else smellif Berta you must be stinkin


Hardening dick
Extends slowly
Into poop water bowl

Dont feel like opening my new machine
Kind of want to sell everything
Pay everyone back
And commit suicide
Knowing
That doing 
The boring normal planned out work your life to death skit
isn’t worth shit every time i try to do it
the exhaustion of struggle is also unreal
the gray in between is expectation making plans
that turns into improvisation 
that goes beyond just to make something i like
and i put off eating sleeping and money
constantly siting wondering if anyone could love me
like this or the half correct way
so far no one and it’s always been so much work to get love
i don’t want to play a game and that is how to fail
no game, no life - i am so bored and overwhelmed
without any reward in any near future
just work
i
want
to 
die

This MPC LIVE made my dick feel bigger
And using it makes my Sex feel good
Then that immediate satisfaction
Turns into confidence balanced Carelessness of sustainability

Dash board confessionally

The best lyrics
Were figured out in memes.

No medium sized
Trophy life signals routed

What a waste of memory

Anyone hating
you for following
your heart,
doesn't love all your parts
let them go.
Make some
Make some art

I am the only voice in the room Right now able to say anything out loud so

expression is to creativity as
water is to air as
depression in the cities
on the farms,
genetic soft to hard mal ware
wearing where
Worn transients n nodes
No respect no 

This is not your regularly scheduled broadcast

Someone showing their weakness
Means they are comfortable near you
And if you can handle their crumbles
They will love you even more
And you can love them for loving you

Hitting that
No exhale

Invaluable

Knowing someone can help you
But they won't
Because you blew it
And they're a sucker

When they help jump your car

Certainly doubt fear

Failing sleeping bag zipper
Sleeping on carpet on studio floor
No one is asking to see you
Unless you brag about your
Content design doesn't matter
Unless it's funny
because it's true
because it's deep

We hope you never lose your innocence
and understand any words of these songs

Rather be uploading it all to the internet
To see how long it lasts there
Commit suicide by comfy sleeping
So fucking bored
Not going anywhere while living
Should not tell your self to has been
All your voices are and words are cool
People obsessed with you, fucked up
Fooling love with expectation
And we are globs of matter
That only matter to our selves

Everyone else feels guilty
If you freed from your body

Having my own place seems more impossible than going on a world tour. Oh right, needs dependable others &/or credit.

A bed & shower super seem luxury.



Being fun until they trying break you
Then ask why you're broken and unfun
And not worth the trust

Thinking you suck for too long
Having too much alone time

settling in what you don’t want

learn to enjoy what you have
here’s a pile of crap
when you’re done sorting through it
there’s more