Bad business

people on the outside of this scene don't have a fucking clue of what this all means they think i'm the freak because i don't spend my nights drowning my problems and wasting my life there's more to...

the end is here again 16 years spent in careful preparation for this next step into the global abyss i find myself about to be ejected from the womb again head first into the dream-crushing factory...

i've got drawers of photographs that died at birth and stacks of abandoned drawings solitaire across from unread books the piles grow but still i sleep dream through the motions the same why this...

a waste of money a waste of time losing control what's the point i guess that i don't see the fun in causing more problems for myself my life is hectic enough i don't have time for that stuff i can...

guess i should be fucking happy the home team is still undefeated i could be lying starving in a third world gutter somewhere thank god i'm here safe on my couch too ashamed to even turn on the news...

step back look at what's going on i've lost control and i don't know how every day new problems arise and the old ones just won't go away why won't life just fucking leave me alone too much shit to do...

as important as the words that get screamed from this stage are the things that can't feelings i just cannot put into words and i'm not ashamed to say this is the most important thing in my life (in...

so dependent on sight and yet still grasping for a voice not honesty not skill there's something more making these marks sing i always knew that this would take so much more effort than anything i've...

this audacity stupefies me how can we believe that we are the pinnacle of evolution never mind the only intelligent life in the universe give me a break imaginary borders billions slaughtered all for...