Cyanide

Capsules of cyanide

Crush them and put them in my pie

Goner, I need to lose

Everything that I hold oh so true

We’ll push until we die

I shook hands with suicide

Took me then she dropped me from the sky

I just missed the shadow there

I flapped my arms cause I am young and scared

We’ll push until we die

Blasphemy is on the pier

And I can never see from here, I’m blind

See through the swollen eye

Love is when you don’t make me cry

We’ll push until we die

Death will always be my favorite vice

The Plane (What You All Want)

I wish that this was easy

I wish I had it laid out

I’m singing underwater

Or maybe I am underground

This song is really simple

It’s not that I have gave up

But this is what you all want

So listen with an open mouth

Cause here comes the plane (Flying by)

(Crash onto) Here comes the plane

(Music mind) (Love this tune)

Sometimes I start my thinking

On how my music lands down

Into the hall of nothing

Nobody really wants my sound

They wanna hear me “pop punk”

Or lyrics where I whimper and whine

And that is what you all want

But you might have to starve this time

Cause down goes the plane (Dying flight)

(Burns into) Down goes the plane

(Hungry mind) (Filthy spoon)

El Limón

I can’t wait to lose you

I’ll follow thunder and fires too

Wait, I’m in your coma

Smell your aroma from across the school

For your naked image

I’d put a sword down

Lay in a pool

And you

You are a lemon

Taste so unpleasant

You’re so uncool

Yeah, you’re full of lies

You’re friends with greed

Away with mine

I’ll never feel

No more pain

Whatever’s fine

Sweet taste of your strangle

Please let me dangle

And don’t steal my shoes

Cruel, feed me my treatment

Another reason that I’m a fool

Your three-headed haven

Really likes to trip us

And twist the rules

I’ve grown quite fond of you

I think I may be in love

Would you say the same?

I think I know you

Am I wrong?

Well?

Well…

Locker Room

I picked the rainbow beanie bear

I found myself inside the locker room

Down by the boy with platinum hair

But I’m too junk for him to care

I’m in a locker room

Trying to find

I’m in a locker room

Trying to find myself

I live on a different land of love

I lose myself inside the locker room

Where all the boys play only rough

Where when there’s push, there’s always shove

Notre Dame

Every town has hung its poets

Cursed among Apollo’s singing seed

Crawl into her execution

Notify the king that I can bleed

Kissed by the whip

Saved by your water

Thank you

One day I will remember

I’ll save your head

When I ring the bell

You can dance like no one other

Clopin is your father, king of thieves

Know the loony was your mother

Tied around your necklace, she can’t breathe

Labrador (For Maddy)

Flip a switch and love me again

I was tasted

Swell, I’m in hell and heaven is hers

I was wasted

I could be your pretty toy

Or anything for you boy

I could be your labrador

Here, it is clear

You’re buying by shape

Which is stupid

You kiss and tell

You’re basically just killing cupid

Maria

Ooh, Andale Maria

You are causing doom to bloom

That’s why I love you so

I know that this will one day end

Till then

You’ll stay within my view

Maria, you know that

Not all words are true

So whenever you come back

I’ll give you the flu

Like the hammer that came down

Onto her screw

If you look past the hatred,

I’ll play likewise

You are quick to stare and assume

That I could be so low

Although, I’d hate

To be your friend and pretend

That you could just make due

Maria, you know that

Some eyes can lie

But whatever, it’s not my

Plank to pry

So I’ll withstand it

And melt as I count my flies

In a world full of winners

I play to lose

The Little Abilify Fairy

To be alone

Is to be born again

Don’t let me out

I spoke my mind again

Now I’m alone

But I don’t need friends

Don’t let me out

Or I’ll speak my mind again

But I try

For peace in the meantime

One of my heads

Spits ugly words

Those worlds could

Kill everyone

Homeless, Raped

You’re climbing inside me

I flood it with mud

The Soviet Union

They cuddle with us

Above and I’m squeezed in

He’s chucking the fuck

Out of a rock at my part at the top

I wanna be homeless

I wanna be raped

I want for my father

To give what he takes

I’m there at the high school

With pistols for brains

I’m killing my ex-friends

Their wounds are plastic, they’re fake

Yeah, we all know that hell is hot

We’ll entertain our fantasies

Give into our thoughts

We’ll push this, push that

Down a hole

Without our shame

We have no soul

Small White Shark

There, she’s stacking chairs

Peculiar form

They’re heaven’s stairs

She talks to walls

And thin-air friends

Though no one cares

She drives a small white shark

The concrete wave

On which it floats

Every kid’s her son

Into her car

She’ll take him home