treading holy water
you can't birth your validation
bloodshot eyes
seek out the eggs
my stress has hatched around the drain
oh god
oh god
oh my god
my god is a smoked-out faggot
relinquishing his control
for another 7 minutes of forget
but we're all going to the same place
burning holes in the white flag
the symmetry of cemetaries
heaving on our swollen chests
while we yearn for the chaos and greed
that we lost along with our precious 21 grams
narcissistic bombs reflecting
soft into my grey matter
i matter
i don't matter
your destruction on my conscience
is a concept i can't stand
behind
every great reaction
is a pressure point thirsty to bruise
under footfalls glass cracks
but will you
when the dawn demands choice?
what i need has never mattered
what you want, you'll never make me
and i'll rest when my organs are being washed off
the bottom of a denver-bound train,
cocained-out passengers
stuck,
chewing the impatience off the straws
of their designer lattes
waiting for gomorrah to burn
just outside the scope of their corrupted peripheries
my ghost forms a tangible dream in their skin
until then i deal with the monster in the mirror
the murderous urges he harbors for me
moving at the speed of strychnine
you win some and jerusalem
gets fucked from behind with its hands clasped
in prayer
no goddamning you to believe in today
well, the good times keep on cumming
'cross the faces
dotting the eyes
we're burning to death with a cold glass of water beside us
amphetamine sun bleeding higher than time
so we fuck 6 hours post-abortion
3 months pre-apocalypse
relieving our present tensions
into a super-virus of sound
tattooing hearts on the noose that we piss through
saying over and over
if you can't beat 'em, kill yourself
