Rules!!
Happy Easter!!!
I really wish this band would get back together and tour.
I wear my sickness like a wedding band
I’ve been touching myself all day with a hammer and nail
I’m the flat-footed-mule-faced-fucker the shit-bird-derelict-king
I drew a portrait of how I think I’d look with my hands around my own throat
If you could see me now…
I have all the makings of a despicable man
All the qualifications of your best friends
“If that girl could see me now”
Fingers like a bookmark reaching into my chest and saving that empty page
If you could see me now…
I am just a face connected to an appetite demanding self abuse
I feed myself by the handful like your kids at a petting zoo.
From a victim to a friend
Don’t ever let them in
keep your scars on your sleeve
and your heart in your hands
All the whores with their wars
Their gaping mouths want more
All of them choke on regret
We sit in silence
Dead or dedicated
Alive or medicated
A coward queen or harlot
Heart, it’s up to you
This world owes you nothing
This world owes me nothing
This world owes us nothing but a hard road to walk
These mountains that we climb is everything they’ve lost
This world owes us nothing but a hard road to walk
These mountains that we move are everywhere we look
It’s all up to me and you
This is way too funny to be real.
“It’s hard to choose a favorite among so many great tracks…”
Human life is not commodity, figures, statistics or make believe.
“but if attack attack! radically purged themselves of all their pop predilections in favor of more savage riffage and chattering electronics, they’d set the bar so high, they’d be touring with the Dillinger escape plan and Converge’s Kurt Ballou would wear their shirts onstage.”
- AP magazine//
“lol!! No and no” - ME//
