Armatage
Shanks
Stranded
Lost inside
myself
My own worst
friend and my
own closest
enemy
Branded
Maladjusted
Never trusted
anyone, let
alone myself
I must insist
on being a
pessimist
I'm a loner
in a catastrophic
mind
Elected
The rejected
I perfected
the science
of idiot
No meaning
No healing
Self-loathing
freak and
introverted
deviot
Say whatever
Stranded
Lost inside
myself
My own worst
friend and
my own closest
enemy
Elected
The rejected
I perfected
the science
of the idiot
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Brat
Mom and
dad don't
look so hot
these days
They're getting
over the hill
Death is
closing in
and catching
up
As far as
I can tell
Got a plan
of action
and cold blood
And it smells
of defiance
I just wait
for mom and
dad to die
And get my
inheritance
Well, I want
more
'Cause I'm
getting bored
And I'm going
nowhere fast
I was once
filled with
doubt
Now it's all
figured out
Well, nothing
good can last
Crow's feet
and rot are
setting in
And time is
running out
My parent's
income interest
rate
Is getting
higher clout
I'm a snot-nosed
slob without
a job
And I know
I damn well
should
Mom and dad
don't look
so hot these
days
But my future's
looking good
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Stuck
With Me
I'm not
part of your
elite
I'm just alright
Class structure
waving colors
Bleeding from
my throat
Not subservient
to you
I'm just alright
Down classed
by the powers
that be
Give me loss
of hope
Cast out...buried
in a hole
Struck down...forcing
me to fall
Destroyed...giving
up the fight
I know I'm
not alright
What's the
price and
will you pay
it
If it's alright?
Take it from
my dignity
Waste until
it's dead
Throw me back
into the gutter
'Cause it's
alright
Find out another
pleasure fucker
Drag them
down to hell
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Geek
Stink Breath
I'm on
a mission
I made my
decision
To lead a
path of self
distruction
A slow progression
Killing my
complexion
And it's rotting
out of my
teeth
I'm on a
roll
With no self
control
I'm blowing
myself with
Methamphetamine
Don't know
what I want
That's all
thatI've got
And I'm picking
scabs off
my face
Every hour
My blood is
turning sour
And my pulse
is beating
out of time
I found a
treasure
Filled with
sick pleasure
And it sits
on a thick
white line
I'm on a
mission
I got no decision
Like a cripple
running the
rat race
Wish in one
hand
And shit in
the other
And see which
one gets filled
first
Geek, stink,
breath
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No
Pride
I'm just a
mutt
And nowhere
is my home
Where dignity's
a land mine
In a school
of loss hope
I've panhandled
for a life
'Cause I'm
not afraid
to beg
Hand me your
lost and founds
of
Second hand
regret
You better
swallow your
pride
Or you're
gonna choke
on it
You better
digest your
values
Because they
turn to shit
Honor's gonna
knock you
down
Before your
chance to
stand up and
fight
I know I'm
not the one
I got no pride
Sects of
disconnection
And traditions
of lost faith
No culture's
worth a stream
of piss
Or a bullet
in my face
To hell with
unity
Separation's
gonna kill
us all
Torn to shreds
and disjointed
Before the
final fall
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Bab's
Uvula Who?
I've got
a knack for
fucking everything
up
My temper
flies and
I get myself
all wound
up
My fuse is
short and
my blood pressure
is high
I lose control
and I get
myself all
wound up
Tention mounts
and fly off
the wall
I self-destruct
and I get
myself all
wound up
Petulance
and irritation
set in
I throw a
tantrum and
I get myself
all wound
up
I hate myself
and I'm all
wound up
I hate myself
and I'm all
wound up
Loss of control
and I'm all
wound up
I lose myself
and I'm all
wound up
Chip in my
shoulder and
a leech on
my back\
Stuck in a
rut and I
get myself
all wound
up
Killed my
composure
and it will
never come
back
Loss of control
and I get
myself all
wound up
Blown out
of proportion
again
My temper
snaps and
I get myself
all wound
up
Spontaneous
combustion
and panick
attack
I slipped
a gear and
I get myself
all wound
up
I hate myself
and I'm all
wound up
Loss of control
and I'm all
wound up
What can I
say
I'm afraid
I'm all wound
up
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86
What brings
you around
Did you lose
something
the last time
you were here
You'll never
find it now
It's buried
deep with
your identity
So stand
aside and
let the next
one pass
Don't let
the door kick
you in the
ass
There's no
return from
86
Don't even
try
Exit out
the back
And never
show your
head around
again
Purchase your
ticket
And quickly
take the last
train out
of town
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Panic
Song
Ready for
a cheap escape
On the brink
of self-destruction
Wide spread
panic
Broken glass
inside my
head
Bleeding down
these thoughts
of anguish
Mass confusion
Well, world
is a sick
machine
Breeding a
mass of shit
With such
a desolate
conclusion
Fill the void
with I don't
care
There's a
plague inside
of me
Eating at
my disposition
Nothing's
left
Torn out of
reality
Into a state
of no opinion
Limp with
hate
I wanna jump
out...
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Stuart
and the Ave.
Standing
on a corner
of Stuart
and the avenue
Ripping up
my transfer
and my photograph
of you
You are blur
of my dead
past and rotting
existence
As I stand
laughing on
the corner
of insignificance
Well, destiny
is dead
In the hands
of bad luck
Before it
might have
made some
sense
But now it's
all fucked
up
Season changes
as well as
mind and I'm
a two-faced
clown
You are mommy's
little nightmare,
driving daddy's
car around
I'm beat down
and half brain
dead, the
long lost
king of fools
I maybe dumb
but I'm not
stupid enough
to stay with
you
We're all
fucked up
You're all
fucked up
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Brain
Stew
I'm having
trouble trying
to sleep
I'm counting
sheep but
running out
As time ticks
by, still
I try
No rest for
crosstops
in my room
On my own,
here we go
My eyes feel
like they're
going to bleed
Dried up and
bulging out
my skull
My mouth is
dry, my face
is numb
Fucked up
and spun out
in my room
On my own,
here we go
My mind is
set on overdrive
The clock
is laughing
in my face
A crocked
spine, my
sense is dulled
Passed the
point of delirium
On my own,
here we go
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Jaded
Somebody
keep my balance
I think I'm
falling off
Into a state
of regression
The expiration
date
Rapidly coming
up
It's leaving
me behind
to rank
Always move
forward
Going "straight"
will get you
nowhere
There's no
progress
Evolution's
gonna kill
us all
I found my
place in nowhere
I'm taking
one step sideways
Leading my
clutch
Get a fucked
up equilibrium
Count down
from 9 to
5
Hooray! we're
gonna die
Blessed into
our extinction
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Westbound
Sign
Boxed up all
her favorite
things
Sold the rest
at the rainy
yard sale
Big plans
and leaving
friends and
a westbound
sign
Weighed out
her choices
on a scale
Prevaling
nothing made
sense
Just transportation
and a blank
decision
She's taking
off
No time,
no copping
out
She's burning
daylight and
petrol
Black out
the mirror
heading west
ward on
Strung out
on confusion
road
And 10 minutes
nervous break
downs
Xanax a beer
for thought
And she's
determined
She's taking
off
Is this salvation
Or an escape
from discontent
Will she find
her name
In the California
cement?
Punched out
of the grind
That punched
her one too
many times
Is tragedy
2,000 miles
away?
She's taking
off
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Tight
Wad Hill
Cheapskate
on the hill
A thrill seeker
making deals
Suger city
urchin wasting
time
Town of lunatics
Begging for
another fix
Turning tricks
for speedballs
one more night
Making your
rounds once
again
Turning and
empty handed
Bumming a
ride
Burning day
light
Last up at
down
Tight Wad
Hill
Drugstore
hooligan
Another white
trash mannequin
On display
to rot up
on the hill
Living out
a lie
But having
the time of
his life
Hating every
minute of
his existence
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Walking
Contradiction
Do as
I say not
as I do because
The shit so
deep, you
can't run
away
I beg to differ
on the contrary
I agree with
every word
that you say
Talk is cheap
and lies are
expensive
My wallet
is fat and
so is my head
Hit and run
and now I'll
hit you again
I'm a smart
ass but I'm
playing dumb
Standard's
set and broken
all the time
Control the
chaos behind
the gun
Call it as
I see it even
if
I was born
deaf, blind,
and dumb
Loser's winning
big on the
lottery
Rehab rejects
still sniffing
glue
Constant refutation
with myself
I'm a victim
of catch 22
I have no
belief
But I believe
I'm a walking
contradiction
And I ain't
got no right
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