parachute to hell
Early To Rise, Late To Rest
Early to rise and late to rest/when I look in your eyes I see myself/in the circles of black there's a tragic appeal/and I am attracted to the maverick in you/I follow you blindly, I offer my name/I sign it all over so you can be safe/and why do it do it, well I guess it's because/I want to believe that you need me this much
Early to rise and late to rest/I've buried my crimes like the course of the dead/I'm staying until dawn,I'm burning their flags/And I'll never be wrong because I never look back/I'm keeping you close, I'm watching the clocks/I'm comparing our notes for when we are caught/And why do I do it, well I guess it's because/ I want to believe that I need you this much
Early to rise and late to rest/I was avidly high at my time of arrest/I balance my books with a dosage of pills/Now I'm paying the crooks with a 5 dollar bill/My clothes are all worn and my face is a frown/With my ligaments torn and my ignorance loud/I couldn't fix this if I fixed myself so I'll get my fix and go
Early to rise and late to rest/These are terrible times for occasional friends/Please tell me you'll stay even if it's a lie/I've already been swayed by your wandering eye/And I know I'm a fool, and I know I'm a cheat/and it's probably true that I'm stubborn and weak/But I'm sorry, sorry, sorry for the way that I am/Just don't let me die alone
Old Rust
Mama don't you weep hard when I go/just put me in a pinebox and bury me 6 feet below/Because all my life I been gambling, all my life I been rambling/so don't you try and tame my restless soul
Mama don't you cry not for my sins/because you don't know about half of the places that I been/I never worked a day too long and I've never cared about no one/so don't you try and show me no respect
Because these old rusty strings stopped twanging long ago/When I became acquainted with all those forks in the road/Now I'm just another drifter with a beat up old guitar/Playing for the folks down at the bar
And Townes slides me down a shot of jack/I'll say goodnight and hug him right before I toss it back/Because later on I won't recall a single thing that was involved/In making me as angry as I am
This old rusty train stopped rolling long ago/When I became acquainted with all those forks in the road/Now I'm just another drifter begging for your change/Trying to make some sense out of my days
So mama don't you mourn for me tomorrow/I don't deserve to feel the comfort of your sorrow/All my life I been gambling, all my life I been rambling/so let me travel down the cold hard road
Remains
The papers praise you with eulogies/a savior of sorts, as self absorbed as kings/you sold your city to the industry/you left your city in the hands of the enemy
And where you come from there's nothing/and everyone's so god damn complacent with every single lie you tell/I'd like to see you shape a future/I'd like to see you shape a future from the remnants of the past itself
You climb the ladder with your social grace/You switch your ideals just so you can join the ranks/You're sipping cocktails on the open range/You sold your city to the profits of the global trade
And where you come from there's nothing/and everyone's so god damn complacent with every single lie you tell/I'd like to see you shape a future/I'd like to see you shape a future from the remnants of the past itself
And they've buried our remains under the backdrop of their holy scheme/And they've buried our remains under the asphalt/And they've buried or remains under the dugout of their holy game/And they've buried our remains under the blacktop
And while we had vanished with the dust/You were shaking hands with the president of such and such/And now you overlook our graves inside a skyscraper/atop the soil that you vowed to save
60 Miles From Nowhere
Look at the mess that I've become/from my habits and my shitty luck/My best is never good enough for anyone these days/But I won't ask you for your help/because I don't need nobody else/I've done the damage to myself and I'll learn to self sustain
Because I'm 60 miles from nowhere/that's where you'll find me wandering
And Warren knew when he got sick/and he knew the time to call it quits/too bad that time was after him/too bad he couldn't change/but he went out just how we said/he's go out all those years/he never was afraid of death/not even when it rained
And now he's 60 miles from nowhere/that's where you'll find him wandering
And I'm not ever sure if I/will ever make it out alive/it's not as if I ever tried/or if I ever cared/just like him I've come to call/at all the things that rub me raw/and I know in time I'll pay the cost
Country Records
I'm arriving at your bedside with a brand new 45/because you say it's the only thing left keeping you alive/in all my years of listening I never thought I'd meet/someone who adored this more than me
The rhythm of the blues have got you loose as you sway across the carpet/feel like we're sitting on the front porch picking the banjo with the way you drink the bourbon/and everytime you speak I hear a symphony rise to the occassion/I dig the way, you dig the waves
Whenever you feel ill, I copy over cheap cassettes/and you don't mind the budget cuts no you don't mind the hiss/you say it's more authentic when you hear the history/and baby I whole heartedly agree
The rhythm of the blues have got you loose as you sway across the carpet/feel like we're sitting on the front porch picking the banjo with the way you drink the bourbon/and everytime you speak I hear a symphony rise to the occassion/I dig the way, you dig the waves
Because you are the metronome to my idea
Wherever you are going you know you never stay for long/Your entire life's a document for someone else's songs/The country record's blaring out another somber tune/As if it had been written just for you
Swinging
I pick my pockets with my hands, but nothing ever comes of this/and still I'm like a child who never seems to learn their lesson/And I am in a state of rest fiending for a caffiene rush/and they have locked the coffee up to mock me of depression
I'm just jumping ship to say, I've had enough of being sane/the medicine won't keep the monsters out of every corner/I'm watching them destroy themselves, from inside a sleeper cell/I only laugh because I know the fight is far from over
Counter my attacks with all you can if you can counter them at all
The man behind the counter gripes, at items highly overpriced/it makes him sick toope sell the products he himself has wavered/and from a stance of solitude, the barren offer no excuse/although they surely shine the beauty of their inner anger
I'm not giving up until you're giving in/so how will we ever know the end
I ball my hand into a fist, and everyday is hit or miss/I only swing when I don't have a thing to fight against
Counter my attacks with all you can if you can counter then at all
Traveler's Song
Last year I was struggling to find a way to cope/with all my mixed emotions and my bits of shattered hope/I felt mislead and scrutinized my everyone I knew/because I didn't share their point of view
This year I've been everywhere my pockets would allow/I've made it pretty far on such a small amount/and I've never felt so happy as when I am with new friends/Learning how to love myself again
Oh, the excitement oh the beauty of this world/oh, the things that I will learn/I will never settle for a life I don't deserve/Because I am going to be a traveler
I watch the workers shuffle in and out the factory doors/The twinkle in their eyes have become puddles on the floor/and they cannot recall a time when they felt less alive/their jobs have become their only vice
Oh, the excitement oh the beauty of this world/oh, the things that I will learn/I will never settle for a life I don't deserve/Because I am going to be a traveler
I do not want the livelihood they sell to you and I/I do not want the they promise we will find/I believe stabilities can differ in their worth/And I was born to be a traveler
Treasure Or Truth
You'd go as far as death to find your treasure in the sand/then wake to find the consequence lies heavy in your hands/your tears will move a million but won't phase my steady mind/you will face the phantoms of your crimes
Your progress tears up villages and families alike/the profits you report don't match the promise you supply/your premisces are pilgim like to rape and steal and own/you will rise to find you stand alone
There's a philosophy that divides the rich and poor and it's classifed as private property/and it's guarded by an unethical force that rids the heart of sympathy
Much More Powerful
Mama did you hear the news/they say that this will all be over soon/ rejoice, rejoice your boy is through/with killing for the state/Papa just ignored his pleas/he ripped up his letter and said blasphemy/no boy of mine is going to flee this war of modern ways
You love your country don't ya, well do it's dirt/Bring them the sadness that they deserve/for trying to sneak and show their worth/we're much more powerful then them my son, and this they'll have to learn
Johnny used to cut his class/ now he peels potatoes for a richer man/the recruiter said "Boy you're better then that. Come with me toward the light"/now Johnny's on the battleground/with a constant fear of being singled out/he says "The enemy is all around, with hatred in their eyes"
You love your country don't ya, well do it's dirt/Bring them the sadness that they deserve/for trying to sneak and show their worth/we're much more powerful then them my son, and this they'll have to learn
Mama have you seen your son/the last I heard he had bought a gun/and he was going down to where the river runs, away from everything
You love your country don't ya, well do it's dirt/Bring them the sadness that they deserve/for trying to sneak and show their worth/we're much more powerful then them my son, and this they'll have to learn
Far East
These days my mind wanders eastward, as far east as it will go/and I'm not sure where I'm headed and I'm not sure if I'll ever know/But damn it feels good to say I miss you/Becauase I haven't missed anyone in so long
These days are hard on the eager, I've come not to want anything/biting my nails in anticipation just leaves me with weight on my feet/But damn it feels good to hear I've missed you/Because I never had anyone missing me
These days your hands are my teachers, I want you to show me the ropes/Listen intently to your conversation to learn all I can while I'm home/Because when I'm gone you know I'm gone forever/So while I'm here let's make the best of this joke
These days are hard on your feelings and no one's as strong as they seem/From where I'm sitting the windows are passing the people that I used to be/when I've changed you know I've changed forever/Forever seems like the shortest distance to me
These days my heart rambles onward and stops at a sight of despair/I'd offer my armor if I'd any left to keep me from being bare/And I came back to town to say I miss you/but I've laready forgotten why I'm here
Giddy Girls In Summer Dresses
Simple man with simple pleasures/why do you seek this desert/or is it that you seek the shelter or privacy and faith/the school house down the old dirt road/the community's deemed valuable/has a class of ten that never grows, it makes me sad to say
That everytime I ride these highways, I wonder why my heart breaks/I wish that I was anywhere else with anyone but you
Everytime I pass these canyons, I'm deadned by the static/the radio always knows how to set the mood
Your giddy girls they grow their gardens/Their cheeks are red their hair is parted/but give it time their hearts will harden, the same as yours once did/They'll become mother someday soon,they'll pass the torch to someone new/they'll raise them in the sunday school, tradition always wins
That everytime I ride these highways, I wonder why my heart breaks/I wish that I was anywhere else with anyone but you
Everytime I pass these canyons, I'm deadend by the static/the radio always knows how to set the mood
Leather Cowboy Boots
You're wearing a pair of leather cowboy boots/And falling ass backwards at the rondevue/With a pitcher in both hands you're knocking over bar stools, and laughing at the face of death
You're a self proclaimed legend of skating pools/and the only woman who ever loved you was a prostitute/your DIY tattoos look like a kinder gardener's doodles/and sadly this is you at your best
How pathetic is it that I've fallen for the fabled friend of the friend of the foe/Should have listened when my mama said don't go chasing a no name no class no game john doe
You got us into the cobalt off your roommates rent/and tried to push the wallflowers in the circle pit/you got carried out on a stretcher and you barely lived/but the scars make you feel like a man
You're telling your friends that I'm the anti christ/because I decided not to give you a kiss goodnight/didn't want to catch a disease my lungs couldn't fight/I was hoping that you'd understand
Should have listened when my mama said don't go chasing a no name no class no game john doe/how pathetic is it that I've fallen for the fabled friend of the friend of the foe
You're wearing a pair of leather cowboy boots/And preaching about the vegan revolution/you order the cruelest thing on the menu, and wonder why I seem upset
Spoons
Rocky End To A Slippery Slope
Jesus Christ begins to laugh as he finds me dead beside the tracks/that bastard promised me a hand if I should ever be alone/it's a rocky end to a slippery slope
My lover moved so far away and met someone with better taste/and now I threat their happiness with threats of prophecy/Your bones will drift and sink into the sea/I hate you because you're worthier then me
I say to god thanks for the ride I'm ready now to serve my time/he looks at me with such disgust and points me down the road/it's a rocky end to a slippery slope
The Road
You're sitting all alone throwing stones in Big Rock Creek/as the black fog over clowds the crowded city/I'm in the heart of downtown with you on my mind/I heard through the grapevine you were moving away/To go to College in the Northern part of the state/And I am happy for you but shattered at the same time
Because we've known each other for so damn long/it seemed like some things would never change/but we're getting older and we're moving on/I guess I'll see you out on the road someday
You say you'll write me often but I doubt that you'll remember/When you're sitting in your dorm room and caving under pressure/You know slacking off ain't as easy as it was before/And I'll be playing gigs in towns I hardly know/Sleeping of people's floors although they're hard and cold/And I will think of you every time I strike a G Chord
Because we've known each other for so damn long/it seemed like some things would never change/but we're getting older and we're moving on/I guess I'll see you out on the road someday
How does it feel being accomplished/Do you still hold true to the things you promised/Or are you like the dictator when times are rough/I want to be successful but I'm caught between/Helping out my friends and living out my dreams/And I could never turn my back on the ones I love
Because we've known each other for so damn long/it seemed like some things would never change/but we're getting older and we're moving on/I guess I'll see you out on the road someday
Missing Houston
A bitter taste resides atop my tongue/I want to run away but I'm afraid that I'll become/Another beggar buried and tangled in the shrubs/Cutting through the vines that tie me down
So go ahead and talk amongst yourselves/And I will fake contentment with the stories that I tell/Silly me for thinking that you cared enough to still/And now I see why no one sticks around
My home is in LA but my heart is in Houston/With every breath I miss it more/My home is in LA but my heart is in Houston/And I can't bear to be here anymore
What is it that drives a man insane/Is it the wanderlust or heartache he picks up along the way/Or is it all the perfect people who still play the pity game/Even after everything is said and done
My home is in LA but my heart is in Houston/With every breath I miss it more/My home is in LA but my heart is in Houston/And I can't bear to be here anymore
I'm sinking like a battleship at war/And you are unawware of all that I've endured/I guess growing up meant giving up the hopes for something more/But don't be mad at me for wanting so much more, then a trip to the liquor store
Understand The World
Sometimes I wish you would just moved on like you've said in nights before/I think we'd both be better off without each other's scorn/But I'm too much of a sweet sweet sucker to go and break your heart/So I wait for you to grow sick and tired of my attempts at life
Oh, it's nice to know you know/How does it feel to understand the world?
Sometimes I've had too much to drink sometimes my stomach turns/I'm sorry that I'm not as perfect as others were before/It must be nice to be so entitled to your slice of everything/How great is it atop your ladder looking down on me
Oh, it's nice to know you know/How does it feel to understand the world?
Truth be told I could careless about your politics/Your beliefs should not involve my life and happiness
I'm Breaking Down
Where I stand is somewhere lost, somewhere lost in time/I can't recall the nights before I fear I've lost my mind
Another day another dollar spent in another wasted town/Here I am trying to escape all the trouble that I found/I'm breaking down
You will say that things will change and people always grow/People here don't ever change the cards will always fold
Another day another dollar spent in another wasted town/Here I am trying to escape all the trouble that I found/I'm breaking down
Somewhere off in the distance I see my future wearing thin/I'm trapped inside a lonesome hell with no one to befriend
So I drink to pass the time and oh, the time goes fast/I'll watch you age so gracefully as I will fade to black
Another day another dollar spent in another wasted town/Here I am trying to escape all the trouble that I found/I'm breaking down
Failure To Succeed
The elders will all sit and pray/While their children's lives are whisked away/To broken homes and dirty hands, no profit visits here/And the scripture tells of blood and bone/Of rising stars and sudden thrones/But never of the poison it has fed us all these years
No your child is not okay/When she falls upon her face/Why would you think that tough love is the best?
The christian right says cling to god/As the writer of all love and law/As they cheat and lie and steal and say that sin is evident/Parents spend too much time/On Sunday school and nursery rhymes/And forget that kids need more then just a pat upon the head
Another day another dollar spent in another wasted town/Here I am trying to escape all the trouble that I found/I'm breaking down
The Church is now the industry/We buy to fill the mouths we feed/So now we blame our own mistakes on it's failure to succeed
Out West
If you go out West don't tell the spirits me whereabouts/They've been looking for my soul/I may be old and I may be a bit deranged, but buddy I still believe in ghosts
It was years ago this very day they came to town/And watched their dreams go up in smoke/You want to wrestle with the devil you're gonna pay the price, buddy I still believe in ghosts
I've been hiding from my foes between the shifting states/I've been gliding down the road/Now everyone I meet has got a strangers face and buddy I still believe in ghosts
Who can you trust when you can't even trust yourself/My home is not my home/Where can you go when you've already been everywhere/And you can't defeat those fucking ghosts
Bottle And A Friend
Is the cup half empty or the glass half full/now that the tables turned over on my friend's back porch/And all the drunks sing the same sad song/Between the empty shot glasses and the cigarette buds
It's not enough to be content with life it's not enough to be just barely real/I need much more to bridge the gap of the companionship I rarely feel
They say your heart is healed when your head's held high/So watch my chin sink deep deep down/He says "All the sense must have slipped your mind"/Because I can't think of a reason why I'd stick around
It's not enough to be just mildy sane it's not enough it's not enough to be just simply cued/When you can't hold on to a single thing without the promise of it slipping through
Your picture perfect world would crumble in my hands/I trade your picket fence and promise for a bottle and a friend
It's like walking a plank or a thin thin line/Or sifting through your pockets for the lost and found/I said if you really love me then you'd let me go/Away from the depths of the district that drag me down
It's not enough to be an average Joe just roaming through a faceless crowd/Wanting to live without the thoughts and feelings of the people in this tasteless town
Your picture perfect world would crumble in my hands/I trade your picket fence and promise for a bottle and a friend
I'm ready now for better things and I'm headed North on a Southbound train/Going to get out of this place before it's too late
Your picture perfect world would crumble in my hands/I trade your picket fence and promise for a bottle and a friend
Recession Blues
The newsman say the times are going to change/The newsman say the times are going to change/I look around and things still stay the same/So I learn not to trust a single word that the newsman say
My job is lost like a dog outside the fence/My job is lost like a dog outside the fence/Not that the money's gone my baby came and went/I'm like a fish out of water flopping around on the hot cement
It's a candle lit dinner with a can of beans tonight/It's a candle lit dinner with a can of beans tonight/And for the last tasty morsel my kids will have to fight/Because we're taking that moldy bread out of the fridge tonight
I don't need your pity and I don't need your lies/All I need are a couple drinks and I'll be feeling fine/But I can't even afford that
I got a letter in the mail from a man in a business suit/I got a letter in the mail from a man in a business suit/It says you better pay your debts or buddy you will be screwed/And for the first time in my life I really don't know what to do
I got nightmares about the ringing of my telephone/You know my nightmares consist of the ringing of my telephone/All these worries going to eat me out of house and home/And the collectors won't stop until they demolish everything I own
My life will be plagued you see the notes on my door/There will be no room left for my newborn grave, not that the suicide rate has soared
On This Piece Of Honest Land
Fear The Fray
I probably should have followed you down to where the tide was safe/But I swam the distance of this town until my life was saved/Your pocket planner was drenched in chaos when the rain came pouring down/As you went spiraling through the haze on a endless roundabout
You probably should have clued me in to your thoughts and beliefs/rather then pushing your influence towards my opposite extreme/My randomness was lead astray by your time and management/I was blinded by the fact that I was willing to submit
But I chose bricks instead of stones to build myself a steady home/rather then rely on a false enviornment/Selfishness and selflessness do not have ways to coexist/When they are the core of our relationship
I probably should have been more open to your philosophies/But every piece of the puzzle I out together lead me down a separate street/Your views on things are sheltered and it shows when you hesitate/Every time I take your heart and lay beside it in the fray/I don't know why you fear the fray
Comfort
Humans are gluttons and humans use/Their higher understanding to build each other tombs/Many use religion as an infinite excuse/To bomb the crowded streets/Man's much more powerful with god on his side/And they say our hearts have been corrupt since the dawn of time/But only the manipulative sell the lies/ of how their bound to their beliefs
And I gave up on faith long ago/When I realized I was alone/And I hate mankind for what it has become/The fact that your not anyone without the comfort of a loaded gun
They say that man is merciless and man is made of fire/But he's made in the image of something he desires/Jesus leaves man selfishly inspired/To own everything he sees/A holy book of bullshit lies open on the floor/Traded in it's context for another war/Man ain't as powerless as he was before/And all he had to do was believe
And I gave up on faith long ago/When I realized I was alone/And I hate mankind for what it has become/The fact that your not anyone without the comfort of the chosen son
New Society
There's a policeman on the corner, he's gotta keep the country safe/And wherever there's a crime, there's a junkie to blame/There are black men in his prisons, there are white men by his side/And there are dollars in his pockets, just to keep his dreams alive/Well he offers his protection to cartels overseas/If we befriend the strongest nations then we will have no enemies/But when they drugs leak in our ghettos let's deny we are the cause/Because if people think we're honest then they will not break the laws
And the world is full of dominance, ignorance, and pride/And every lowly person has to strive to stay alive/If we continue down this path who knows where it will lead/So let's turn our wooden wheels towards a new society
There's a woman on the corner who takes her whiskey with a pill/Because she knows in this profession there's no room for how you feel/She has a thousand different lovers with a million different names/And she sort of just remembers them by the depth that they exchange/They go home to their condos she goes home to a cardboard box/A shelter in the alley that's been torn apart by dogs/And as she sits amidst the vastness of a never ending dream/She remembers who she thought she'd be when she was 17
And the world is full of dominance, ignorance, and pride/And every lowly person has to strive to stay alive/If we continue down this path who knows where it will lead/So let's turn our wooden wheels towards a new society
There's a boy with a walker he's got cancer in his knee/And the doctors here won't take the time to examine him thoroughly/It's too late for apologies, the boy has lost his leg/We don't want your vague excuses, what we want is change
All I See Is All I Know
Somewhere in the world, there's a being being slaughtered/There's a mother being torn from her unsuspecting daughter/There's a child being born into dirt and filth/And this is the empire that we built/There's a creature being skinned alive in the name of mass production/Because it's more expensive to kill him, then to make him suffer/There are thousands of animals being killed everyday/How can we be so blindly entertained
I walk around abandoned farms searching for the antidote/To what makes us so fucking cruel, all I see is all I know/I wonder how these laws were passed not so very long ago/How greed became a friend of mine, all I see is all I know
And what would it take for you to open up your heart?
How does it feel knowing that you stole another helpless soul/And threw the body in the trash, all I see is all I Know/How can you go about your life laughing at the pointless jokes/Knowing of your dirty work, all I see is all I know
And what would it take for you to open up your heart?
Well I won't rest until every cage is broken open and man and animal coexist in a free world where genocide is viewed as an extinction of any class, race, or species/And all the criminals who tortured and murdered are thrown into these cages for the remainder of their lives and treated like another worthless human being who feels no emotion
I hope one day I can smile at the world outside of my window/Of beauty, love, and understanding all I see is all I know/Where every profit hungry flea is picked apart and dethroned/And thrown into the circus tent, all I see is all I know
Open your heart, open your eyes
Beneath The Bridge
Henry asked me where we hid ourselves, as sirens came blaring down the streets/Say don't you know that there's a bridge outside of town, with a village of freedom underneath
And it's a home to me when I/am told to fall in line/And I need somewhere to go and try to get my thoughts together/And it's a home to you when your/Confused and unsure/It offers walls of comfort or a place to stay forever
Henry, I've lost all my friends to desk jobs and military positions/And now I'm stuck under these cracking bricks, carrying on a lone tradition
It was a home to them when they/Were young and less enslaved/By conformity's rusty chains that bind them to their chairs/And it's a home to me when I/am bored with normal life/I've spent so many sleepless nights inside it's atmosphere
Henry, they tore down my home, they raped and pillaged my adolescence/And now I've got nowhere to go, I've been seeing things a little different
They say that this town is made of metal and there's no use for your two hands/Unless they're used to stitch a movement on this piece of honest land
On The Outside
What is this machine but a piece of rust and steel/What I created now controls/And what are these walls but symbols of slavery/That sentence the working man to a life of stone
I never shook a hand I didn't want to grasp/Because I've been looking for something to hold on to/I never cared too much about any circumstance/Because life's not about the cards you lose
The spirit of deceit creeps and crawls it's way through/The hollow tunnels of the ruling class/The humble hearted hero is left to dream/Burrowing under the dirt for the table scraps
I never shook a hand I didn't want to grasp/Because I've been looking for something to hold on to/I never cared too much about any circumstance/Because life's not about the cards you lose
Well I found justice in a bottomless ditch/Right outside of my front door/And I stood before a jury of my so called peers/Who questioned what I was living for
Mr. Devil these people don't represent me/Because I am on the outside
Gender Roles
Just because I have a heart doesn't mean that I am weak/My strength is measured in attempts to fight against their weaponry/Just because I am young doesn't mean that I am wrong/My age is measured in the way I take the blame for what I've done/Just because I have no god doesn't mean that I am lost/My worth is measured in the truth not buying into rules and laws/Just because I'm a woman doesn't mean I'll fit a mold/I go beyond the norm to rip apart the gender roles
I won't wear an apron and prance around the house/To fit a sick desire that the bible talks about/If men were meant to lead then they've lead us straight to hell/Waging wars within the world to benefit themselves
I am not a product, I am not a tool/I am not the bastard son's irrelevant excuse/I am educated, liberated, and renewed/I turn your sexist gestures into patriotic views
I am not a billboard or a picture of perfection/I am not the butt of your innocent suggestion/I am not the shallowness surrounding your perception/And I am not your possession
The Darkest Crawlspace
Stop politicizing with your landlord/he's made a collection of what you owe/and he's standing on your doorstep with a pistol in his pocket/and his apartment is as horrid as a warzone/Wanderer be weary of your surroundings/Coroner be conscious of his heartache/The descendent of a nazi has now pity for the present/He's gonna take you down the pastures of his crawlspace
People are people there's no greater evil then a man with his hands in his coat/And he's thinking of a plan to make it to the top with the thought of his hands on your throat
Here he comes down the hall...run