well there is no where else id rather be
than in a dusty ditch in the middle of arizona
there ill find my way and find more than you have offered
at least when there are blue skies and sun
you wont be there to remind me how fickle people are
when the good is in front of them and they dont take the chance
gave you my shield, gave you my eyes
and all i got back was another empty bottle and hollow words
some say im brewing over this too much
but it cant be helped when i cant shake this hang over
worse than last night drinking until the gas station closed
worse than my mates and i closing out the bars
ill stay bitter in secret and in front of you ill stay a friend
and in front of me youll stay scared
and in secret youll stay remorseful
i see it in your eyes, i feel it in your eyes
while youre alone, youll wish you didnt panic
and youll wish you didnt leave the door open
all the while ill find comfort in a ditch in arizona
and remembering why i stay my course the vagrant
vagrants can show love too. even in a ditch in arizona.

i said i wouldnt be bitter and i would be cool with it in a few hours. i lied to myself again. i keep my shield up and i never let it off my arm. my surface thoughts half awake and half dreaming were ready to tell you what i thought and how you have to start from the begining like everyone else now. my surface thoughts half awake and half dreaming were ready to tell you the bitterness returned. half awake and half dreaming, i told you i dont get comfortable quick and i felt no reason to make you work for anything from me. id rather be the ghost in the classroom haunting, leaving fear and wonder than be at rest to you. we fucked this up together.

giving in and never taking anything out.
somedays i feel like i should just punch out.
chalk up the loss.
ive heard its about compromise and working through the little things
theyll tell me to stick it out it will only get better.
wading through the travesty of the american way
feeling less american every day i stay connected
i cant put in any justified reasons to stay
when the apathy and complacency is all i recieve for good deeds
i will bend, i will never break.
thats love? thats bullshit.

im no genius, and im no forrest gump
im no mans son, and im no womans son
i know the difference between the blood and the love
i know the difference between thought and pity

i know where i am to go
i have nowhere i am to go

the way theyve brought their illness and made the air black
the way theyve brought their pink ribbons tied neatly on the shit they sell
i never bought into it, i never thought much of it.
i never followed through with it, i never wallowed in any of it

i know where i am to go
i have nowhere i am to go

leaving me split on the hairs of want and need.
my soul cant stop just for one person or anyone.
dead at 21. dead at fucking 21.
thats the scheme of things.
thats the life expectancy of commoners.
jobless, homeless, restless, useless.
ive felt more useful when im farther away.

i am still livid at myself for missing out on sights i wanted to see that i didnt have to leave for. yet at the same time, i went far beyond the limits and saw things i dont think i wouldve ever seen if i didnt. fair trade i guess.

part1.....
even keeled and calm as a lake erie breeze
there is a storm that never sleeps
my muscles twitch and i see those faces i want to make concave
cold cave, cave in, caved in, cold caved, concaved.
puppet and cunt and all strings pulled.
fucking slags know nowhere else
while the favorites are played to and the old guard left to rust
pigs wear white collars and not just cop collars
i want to humiliate the caucasian race
i cant stand the sights of painted brick and salted water
fear of the rat, year of the fat.
does it make you feel good knowing youll always have to lie to get where you want to go?
owe you nothing, owe you nothing, owe you nothing, owe you nothing.
dont even blink a lash at me
no allies and no one i can trust when theyre all under the dollar
just lie to me and say youre with it (you never really were)



part2......
i am the man you had no warning about.
i will come to your house covered in black sores and disease
i will spread my filth and penetrate your generations
your spawn will become like me and have no holy redemption
im doing what i was put here to do
infest. inoculate. inject. interfere.
if i cant inoculate you between your legs
ill do it in between your eyes
there isnt a different in the space there anyways



part3......
drive. drink. drive. drink.
if i could move it backwards i can do it right.
we all travel backwards anyways.
ill drive and drink. ill hit it faster.
put the boot in reverse, put the album on reverse.
drink the can from the bottom up.
shotgun it. feel it. let it coarse.
now drive you son of a bitch.
put the boot in reverse and look forward.
let those eyes close to the TV blur you put in them.



part4......
brown eyed girl with the hips and lips.
walking that magic way to make me look your way.
ill show you what your god will never look like
the lying magician cant even hold its own shape in honesty
just come with me. take your immaculate deception
i want you to feel void and hollow.
youll only be as good as your predecessor.
follow me and ill show you your predecessor
i left her out back underneath the tree bark
and all it took was 5 words
the darkness shadowed my eyes
i held a broken action figure in my hands
i was a careless child with my favorite toy

hatred filling my heart
fists clenched and ready to swing
im disgusted by everyone
its nothing to do with the new ways ive learned
the only friend i have is the open road
the only friend i have that tells me secrets
where i have no confidence in anyone
i reciprocate what im given
ive made some ends meet
and ive made some ends split apart
all that i can do is look to the ground
watch my feet move
and know that i am walking to a better place
slowly and surely
this turtle will win the race of time
and time will not spit in my face anymore