1. VILE

Your vile, sawed in howl
Exudes a demigogic stool
And your little bit of dropper down
It lows and reaches up all real loud
And I pray, and I pray
And slowly rise upon my knees
And praise the little bit of dropper down
That hardens in me

I'm wishing I could feel it but I know
I know it's bigger
Cause I know even though my pride's grown
I could fall
Take it through the eyes like men
You're scared of what could come
Cause I know my only pain comes through the eyes
Through the eyes

Wishing that I could feel it but I know
You can take yours
Cause I know it's a runaround like a chump


2. DEAD DRESSED

One tenth of her.
I feel her talking thru my stand-up hairs.
Which of you, or does he touch them, or is he daft.
It's hard boys.
Alone and old, it's really like her, it wears her clothes, I might be, I might be.
But you're not me and you don't know I'm back in the mine.
Don't be afraid my love for you to die.
It stands its ground as i stand mine.
The ex-flesh of the temperature, I'm just as beautiful as Your light allows.


3. YOUR BLESSENED

I like your hands
Mr Cancer see
Fell the timber
I felt you be
And if you were
Just like your will
We can end up
And we can turn up
And we can bleed

When man's only distant relative
Has descended on his own
You will know

Your blessened
I can feel your pain
You're man-like
You're friendly
You're me


4. EVERSINCE MY ACCIDENT

Ever since my accident
Overthrown to her lips
And it's wild is the wild
Well I stand all alone like a tree
All alone I stand


5. HEAVINESS OF THE LOAD

You're little heavy
Of your dropping down load
You're thinking of your influence
With a right to unload.
Cause you're ready for your tenure
And the dropping down disease
There's something in your influence
Take the right to unleash.

Your whistle rolly
Sneaking up behind me.
I'm going lots o' lonely
But never gonna know it.
You're the one that takes it to the.


6. REVULSION/WE REACH

[Revulsion]

Repelled by just the sight you take me you feel me coming On.
It repels the big strong man. Now you want to take me for Everything I am.
Gotta word that's coming up coming up my throat.
It's a long ass word, gonna make me choke.
I like to hold my pride right in between my hands so I can Feel it hang.

[We Reach]

I could have hoped for a better piece of your man. Better
Times I wrote for glass, less, wind.
From both behinds in back, we're reaching one of each, in Time. Heart like a picture to be.
Hardly, we reach.