Ive got to distract
Counteract
Retract
Cuz my mind is going back

Ive got to stop the slide
Egocide
Can't abide
No place to hide

Ive got to cover my face
Displace
Disgrace
Get outta this place

Ive got to end it all
Ignore the call
Free fall
Threadbare pall

Screamin
Dont make it true
Cryin
Dont make it better
Laughin
Dont make it funny
And bein' you
Dont make you a princess

Fightin
Dont bring on the truth
Whistlin
Dont make the monsters go away
Prayin
Dont bring no answers
And bein you
Dont put you in charge

I dont mess around
With what never did work
Thats why
I aint messin with you

I feel...
Every jackhamner blow
To the concrete
To the sanity I profess
To the illogic of me

I feel...
Every acidic comment
Dissolving my resolve
Wearing away the foundation
Weakening the walls between

I feel...
Every tightening screw
Binding me
Limiting me
Wedding my freedom to rust

There she stood
In the middle of the square
Wearing nothing
But her indignity
She screamed
Her torment
Hawking her pain
For anyone
Who paid her
Any attention

I dream
Sniper scopes
And silencers
Razor sharp steel
And chloroform
Acid baths
Hydrochloric and hydrofloric
I dream
In impotence
And rage

What do you do
When all you have is nothing
But loneliness
Where do you go
When you have
No direction
How should I spend
My empty days
When each is the last
Is this all there is
I should know better
But cycles within cycles
Seems like just so much
Pointless spinning
While we pretend
We're actually going
Anywhere but here

Gluttony's Despair

The mirror
It shows what's true
I can't hide and lie
From what I see
Into the confessional I slip
To whisper
To lay bare my sin

The mirror, it shows
My cravings, my fears
I so want to feel
To know loves touch
The relief
The calm
Of human flesh

The mirror, it shows
My avarice, my greed
My sweet little sweet
My whore
Without name

The mirror, my confessor
I've seen my sin

That beautiful rose
It once adorned
Our breakfast table
Dried, it brought happy tears
Memories in a scrapbook
Now lays forgotten
Along with the memories
On the rubbish heap
Of our lives
The whirlwind desires
Of a cheating heart
Swept through our lives
Left us all asking why
Praying for a dawn
The never touches
Everyone's life

And the rose
That everlasting symbol
Of our love
Proved to be
Just as ephemeral
As your faith
And we two
Just as broken
Blown in the wind
And forgotten

I wish I could see
That look
In my son's eyes again
I wish I could feel
Her hair
Brush my face again
I wish I could be
The man
I was meant to be
Adoration, tender hope
The stream bed
Has gone dry
Nothing more
Under the bridge
And I
I Wanted to be
The man he thought I was