Peek-a-boo
Come pick my brain
You're a default $#&@

We're both raising Cain

Peek-a-boo

Come pick my brain
I'll be biting my lip
Oh I'll be bleeding insane


(Nothing more than) sKulls on a stick
There's nothing to think about

I lose doubt a little more everyday
It's not the right way,
But the shallow, obvious say that if you mean well, than it's all ok

I close my eyes and inside out I go falling smiling doubtless senseless
$#&@ your answers
Here am I


My skin is growing thicker, molding,unfolding a monster.
Grinding thoughts of a blood mouth, so look out.


It's an empty page at an empty time
Too $#&@ing easy to be carried away with our eyes

Blindfolded blind fools -- dead inside,
I'm faking my days, it's too easy to hate so I'm -
Chewing my mouth as I begin to blame others around me

I hate to feel the same, it's the shame that rips the light apart
It's not out, it's in -- I'm a $#&@ing human being