1. DENIAL OF SERVICE

Life is all about me.
The idea, the concept.
Thriving under eyeballs that pick me apart.
Life is all about you.
The idea, the concept.
Thriving under standards that set us apart.
I am a fury alive and abrasive.
Creature of the fight-
Invisible, distorted.
There are so many of us rotting and temporary.
There are so many of us who don't feel this way.
It is wrong to assume people mean the worst.
And I really wish I had better things to say.
But it all boils down to heartfelt honesty and a matter of facts.
Understand where you stand.
I quit listening, I quit watching the birds.
I no longer daydream, I no longer daydream
I am a mutant. I am defective.
Please return me to distribution for I cannot process data correctly.


2. BUKOWSKI

You only sleep when you should be awake.
Never hungover.
Eyes wide open and way too fucking far gone.
No more black outs.
Ain't it fun to drain the life out of the underbelly ?
Never regretting this.
Just so long as you have a good time.
A walking disaster.
And if my face becomes sincere, you'll know it's time to walk away.
And if you see me start to strut, please beware.
Oh that smell.
So fucking sweet.
This is a new age of lust.
It won't be your
First mistake.
Not tonight.
Not tonight.
It's all just one shot away.
Drown in it, get with it.
Too drunk to even fuck.


3. LEXICON

If you rule a kingdom,
Then I'm your village plague.
Foaming at the mouth,
Trying to rig the parade.
Some people say I'm cynical.
Well I say "yeah fucking right".
Everything is a joke and I'm rolling on the floor.
Don't you follow? Can't you follow ?
Days away from where I once was.
Months, years, even a lifetime.
It all looks the same.
Just moments reassembled, I know I haven't changed.
Always finding cracks in the skin.
Dissecting every segment.
Analyzing the core.
Discovering the true meaning of a lost cause.
No one else is listening.
No one else is picking up this frequency.
Like it or not-
You wear you
On your face.
Like it or not-
I wear my guts like a three piece tuxedo.


4. LONG IN THE TOOTH


They say Rock 'n Roll is dead-
That the limelight has passed and it won't get any brighter.
Biding and biding we are all clock watchmen-
Wound up tight.
What's your sole purpose ? What's your point ?
What's your fucking point ?
(some of us are vampires and vagabonds)
Some of us are saviors and sloths.
But if Rock 'n Roll is dead,
Then I know in my rotting heart that I am a zombie...
Lost transmissions, faded signals, partial sentences.
Eyes that never met halfway.
Indulgence and ignorance, powerful weapons, fully charged words.
We send each other to the wolves...
...You have got it or you don't.