"60" lyrics
Still in hell, froze in a cold winter night
Kill myself slow like the wolf and the knife
If we're all the same energy, this soul isn't mine
If you're lost in the entropy, I'll show you the light
Past throes never die, cast stones in my mind
I feel ice fields, glass homes when I fight
No silver lining, pantomes never bright
No one surviving, black holes in the sky
Dreamt I was in a dream, maybe I never left
Head in a guillotine, brain start to evanesce
Better yet, I changed all the pain to an epithet
Devil breath make sawtooths outta level head
Chartreuse in a snow-globe, stark hues
Fused to the photos, bones stuck to harpoons
Used to watch cartoons 'til the stars grew monsoons
Raining down on account of our blues
Buried myself 'til a garden grew from it
When I self-destruct, I know a part of you loves it
Too unamused, you can be a muse or a puppet
All my martyr views flood in when my molecules hum it
From a double helix sequence left me doomed from the jump
All my troubles and my secrets start to bloom from the mud
Both my wings burned to ash when I flew to the sun
When the scenes turned to flashes, I grew from the rush
Growing old from the orchard rows to the no one's home
Big city lights never slowed the glow, so over-exposed
Sober alone, open dome 'til the poems fall out
I got a grill, only gold in my mouth
All uphill when the soul is in doubt, I'm dead awake
When I walk on a bed of snakes to ventilate
It's always late or never, we're better off
To detonate together, get away, I'm to blame and too stained with ethanol
The weights are never off, epilogue forever, better off
When I tried to tie the loose ends, ended up in knots
When I vibrate, acoustics blend in with the walls
Bet it's a mirage, that's life in the city
I'm writing a 60 for riding at 60
How many Sistines hide in a 16?
Lines on my wrist mean I'm tired of missing
Mind always drifting, when I die, will they miss me?
Line up the whiskey
Let's take another shot for the times that they'd mistreat
Knife 'em to Swiss cheese and dine on their mincemeat
Idolist nihilist writing Ulysses
From frozen to thawed, unimportant to not
Every moment I lost shines exposing my flaws
Pried open my jaws to say to show me a God
Got an echo in return, that's Draconian law
No one knows me at all, I'm unfocused and lost
I got more of the dirt, I'll turn oceans to swamps
I don't know when to stop, words approach like a shark
First soak it in gauze, church eroded to salt
Come swim in the deep end, I float when I walk
I still live in a dream, yet I choke when I talk
Like a cinema screen when I show 'em my scars
By the skin of my teeth, Heaven knows I'm at fault
What I wrote is Gestalt, more than sum of the parts
It's been hard to remember when the summer departed
Lungs are aflame when I mutter to starlets
Summon the rain, change thunder to scarlet
Lips seem to suture, but none is for profit
Predicting the future, I'm becoming a prophet
Act fly on the web, get spun up by Charlottes
Today's sunset matched the blood on the carpets
Kill myself slow like the wolf and the knife
If we're all the same energy, this soul isn't mine
If you're lost in the entropy, I'll show you the light
Past throes never die, cast stones in my mind
I feel ice fields, glass homes when I fight
No silver lining, pantomes never bright
No one surviving, black holes in the sky
Dreamt I was in a dream, maybe I never left
Head in a guillotine, brain start to evanesce
Better yet, I changed all the pain to an epithet
Devil breath make sawtooths outta level head
Chartreuse in a snow-globe, stark hues
Fused to the photos, bones stuck to harpoons
Used to watch cartoons 'til the stars grew monsoons
Raining down on account of our blues
Buried myself 'til a garden grew from it
When I self-destruct, I know a part of you loves it
Too unamused, you can be a muse or a puppet
All my martyr views flood in when my molecules hum it
From a double helix sequence left me doomed from the jump
All my troubles and my secrets start to bloom from the mud
Both my wings burned to ash when I flew to the sun
When the scenes turned to flashes, I grew from the rush
Growing old from the orchard rows to the no one's home
Big city lights never slowed the glow, so over-exposed
Sober alone, open dome 'til the poems fall out
I got a grill, only gold in my mouth
All uphill when the soul is in doubt, I'm dead awake
When I walk on a bed of snakes to ventilate
It's always late or never, we're better off
To detonate together, get away, I'm to blame and too stained with ethanol
The weights are never off, epilogue forever, better off
When I tried to tie the loose ends, ended up in knots
When I vibrate, acoustics blend in with the walls
Bet it's a mirage, that's life in the city
I'm writing a 60 for riding at 60
How many Sistines hide in a 16?
Lines on my wrist mean I'm tired of missing
Mind always drifting, when I die, will they miss me?
Line up the whiskey
Let's take another shot for the times that they'd mistreat
Knife 'em to Swiss cheese and dine on their mincemeat
Idolist nihilist writing Ulysses
From frozen to thawed, unimportant to not
Every moment I lost shines exposing my flaws
Pried open my jaws to say to show me a God
Got an echo in return, that's Draconian law
No one knows me at all, I'm unfocused and lost
I got more of the dirt, I'll turn oceans to swamps
I don't know when to stop, words approach like a shark
First soak it in gauze, church eroded to salt
Come swim in the deep end, I float when I walk
I still live in a dream, yet I choke when I talk
Like a cinema screen when I show 'em my scars
By the skin of my teeth, Heaven knows I'm at fault
What I wrote is Gestalt, more than sum of the parts
It's been hard to remember when the summer departed
Lungs are aflame when I mutter to starlets
Summon the rain, change thunder to scarlet
Lips seem to suture, but none is for profit
Predicting the future, I'm becoming a prophet
Act fly on the web, get spun up by Charlottes
Today's sunset matched the blood on the carpets
