1. BATHED IN ORANGE

Shed tears of blood in the evening sun.
Bathed in orange and silhouetted.
The brightness decieves.
You ripped out my heart.
Your smile decieves.
Turn your sour face to the sky.
Bare reddened teeth in a somber grin
Not reflected in your vacant eyes.
The insects are silent in my last minutes before bitterness


2. SCORE ONE FOR TEAM BITCH

Even as a friend you manage to lodge
A knife between my shoulder blades.
I have no more need for these photos.
I have betrayal and viciousness to remind me of your face.
So i'll be giving these pictures back with me torn out.
This will be my last phone call.
You wont hear my voice again.
I'll chalk it up to one more loss
And wish you the life you deserve.
This is my ill wish for you
And i'll wear it like its going out of style.


3. WILLIE LOMAN

"It's not what you say, but how you say it."
Keep telling yourself that and it will become you.
But when you're held up to the light you're transparent.
As the wind blows through the skeletons
Of these trees it carries
With it the stale scent of hopelessness.
The frost turns the ground as white as your lifeless face.
The forests are burning.
You had all the wrong dreams,
And now the forests are burning