i meant the world imploded

i'm amazed every single day
you are controlled mania
been ripping the sheets off when i sleep
can't remember a single dream
i'm a distant second to anything worth mentioning
maybe memories, but probably pretend
we're all in a race where we don't win in the end
you are my house
and i just wanna go home
i'm in no position to change
what would i even be anyway?
not sure who i am
but what's new

if you are my star i want to never stop wishing

los angeles massacre

i've got a jar of dirt
took it from your folks' old house
to remind me of the days that i always missed out on
o paper bones;
don't ever let me down
one day i'll shut my eyes and wish real hard
and put a penny in quarter wish-well
get myself a quick fix cuz i'm not that damaged anyway
right?
i am insufficient.
lock my head with a billion different keys
lost the one that ever really mattered to me
and so my story goes
and so we all grow old
baby blues and beautiful browns
bright eyed and articulate
i bet the florida moon is the same as this one
and you still look no different
you are insufficient

you're a star
you're a star
you're a star
keep shining


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i've got writers block.
i hate everything i write
i can't stomach me

art or television

eggshells and upturned nails is where i've been walking lately
and running through my mind is you
had a good idea but lost it
and every single line i ever crossed
i meant it
all that glitters is not gold
gotta trunk filled half-way with with life
roll my dice
I gamble with everyones money but mine

asleep at the wheel

woah, waiting for the breakdown.

nothing feels good being under the gun

a toast to you, _____. you alone make it all _____.

so sip your red rum
with your green stained knees
a wide-eyed brown in a summer dress
never made me feel like me before.


oh, and so much more.

i'm gonna represent where i'm from...

what if what were on your wrist determined who you were?
polygamy isn't just for shapes anymore.
i am articulate but only half-hearted.
and clouds can't cover everything you're hiding.
we aren't stars but more like constellations.
my entire posse shines.
roller coaster guts and lead hearts and single sipped drinks
a celebrity lifestyle.
i am spilled over the side.
you are reasons to do what we do.
I lock up buttons and trash and leave jewels where they don't belong.
i am only one piece but I have been bent and shaped
love only loved itself so love can go love 'fuckoff.'
i had a heroin dream and it scared the hell outta me.
i could amount to nothing and it scares the hell outta me.
i am your faulty respirator
no wonder you look so blue...