Never drop your guard

The breaking of the bones

Dissolve into a red mist

An overwhelming urge

Caught underneath a subway

Victim of your currency

Unaware & self-absorbed

Holds you back & lifts me up

You know it doesn't hurt to try

Comfortable black & amber

Excuses, excuses

Make believe, building toy holocausts

We have come to save your souls – it's on your terms we're leaving



She came home

Broke my bones

Then she cut ribbons out of me



Let the truth hit hard

Like a hailstorm of bullets

Another cross to bear

A total lack of guilt

A wall of contentment

Will never break your fall

These wishes critical

These wishes collapse at the speed of light

Cha-cha-cha-cha-BOOM!