i just found a friend . . . in one of your lies, to treat me so nice.
2003-11-12 : 2:23 p.m.
so much time. / so little to do.
strike that, reverse it . . .
Songs perverse and songs of lament,
A couple hymns of confession,
Songs that recognize our sick obsessions.
Sing along, I'm on the ugly organ.
again.
Sing along, I'm on the ugly organ.
So let's begin.
It's no use to keep a secret,
Everything I hide ends up in lyrics.
SO READ ON, ACCUSE ME WHEN YOU'RE DONE
IF IT SOUNDS LIKE I DID YOU WRONG.
Our Father, who art in heaven,
Save me from the wreck I'm about to drown in!
Didn't I learn anything?!
Counting out my sins on rosary beads?
The reverend plays on the ugly organ,
He spews out his sweet and salty sermon
On the audience.
So why do I think I'm any different?
I've been making money off my indifference.
We all pass the hat around . . .
"This is my body", this is the blood I found,
On my hands,
After I wrote this album.
Play it off as stigmata for cross over fans . . .
Some red handed slight of hand.
. . . . .
Cut it out, your self-inflected pain
is getting too routine.
the crowds are catching on
to the self-inflicted song.
well here we go again, the art of acting weak.
fall in love to fail, to boost your CD sales.
(and that CD sells! yeah what a hit!)
you got to repeat it.
you gotta sink to swim.
if at first you dont, you dont succeed
you gotta recreate your misery.
cause we all know art is hard,
yeah the artists have gotta starve.
try and fail and try again,
the comforts of repetition . . .
keep churning out those hits,
'til its all the same old shit!
oh, a second verse!
well color me fatigued!
im hiding in the leaves . . .
in the CD jacket sleeves.
tired of entertaining
some double-dipped meaning,
a soft serve analogy,
those drunken angry slurs
in 31 flavors.
you gotta sink, gotta sink,
gotta sink to swim.
immerse yourself in rejection.
regurgitate some sorry tale,
about a boy who sells his love affairs.
gotta fake fake fake the pain!
gotta make make make a scene!
gotta break break break a leg!
. . WHEN YOU GET ON STAGE, AND THEY SCREAM YOUR NAME!
"oh cursive is so cool!"
you gotta sink, gotta sink,
gotta sink to swim.
impersonate greater persons.
cause we all know art is hard
