Snoozer

Only in my head and not in yours

I don’t need a high, I sleep and snore

What the hell’s a sun? I keep indoors

I can never begin to ask for more

I don’t give a fuck, I’m by myself

I only care for me and no one else

You know the verse is true, it rhymes

I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care

Khaki Fur

Still underneath

A silver light

Must be a star, and if so it’s mine

Don’t need no feelings

Blank slot, my side

It’s gone too far

Think I’ll be fine

I scream at roses to pass my time

No love is true, no love can drive

Some things are stolen

Some things are signs

Difference not proved

How thin’s the line?

NyQuil (For Nighttime)

Midnight blue

Won’t bless me with slumber

It’s way past two

My mind isn’t under

The morning is due

But I have a substance

All hail the Q

My teeth are green

Nyquil for nighttime

Just leave me be

It’s not my fault

That I can’t sleep

My bed’s too small

It’s eighty degrees

The blanket of fire

The pillow of stone

I lost count of sheep

NyQuil For nighttime

Fatal Woman:

Synthetic

Eve calls

She knew better

Oh, she knew better

Fatal woman

Called her pathetic

She falls

But you let her

Oh, but you let her

Fatal woman

Satan As A Boy

I am Satan as a boy

I think Jesus had a point

Know my skin is soaked in sin

For the day that won’t begin

Sold my soul for Lincoln coins

To a gypsy from Detroit

Bought some shots of Bluecoat gin

Read the bible, threw me thin

Rid the planet of its green

Not a garden will be seen

Every chamber cloaked in red

All of my hounds are never fed

Wet my bed with Gasoline

Cut myself to see sanguine

I think Jesus had a point

I am Satan as a boy

Wake Up, Damien!

Honey

Know that you can trust me

Let me hear your problems

And attempt to solve them

Damien!

Damien, wake up!

Wake up, Damien!
Come on!

Rise and shine, buddy!

Dumb thing

I’m so ever lucky

To have ever caught you

Oh, how bad I want you

Funny

You know I know you’re desperate

I’ll play your father

But only if you want me to

Maybe this is love

Roxicodone

Brand new

The pride is mine

Ill use

It’s about damn time

Bring dull

To the issue that’s you

Chill, dude

You’re gonna make me cry

I Wanna Be Your Clown

This one is to you from your favorite clown

I paint you in my mind when you’re not around

Though I forget your face like I do the time

I never lose the gleam that lives in your eye

I wish that you would say I’m number one

But you think that I’m dumb, immature, and dumb

So I’ll put on my afro, paint, and nose

And bend you a balloon just so that you know

I wanna be your clown, uh huh

Let me be your clown

You can call me what you want but it’s more than a friend

You slipped into my mind and into my bed

I won’t let you destroy what I thought we had

The circus won’t stay long, you can grab my hand

You don’t have to cry

Cause I still feel the same under my disguise

So you can dress me up, you can paint on a smile

And I can be your fool for a little while

I wanna be your clown, uh huh

Let me be your clown