through the remains i've been sorting

seeking refuge underneath flourescent skies

an apocolypse of pity

i know she is safe and building her disguise

bracing for the scavengers

who reign upon my humble domain

fills my face with anger

into permanent distortion

i'm ugly getting over you

it's what you wanted

you're gorgeous running out of me

it's what you wanted

i'm ugly getting over you

i know that you're more beautiful now

everyday's survival lesson

brings another scarring lesson to sustain

i anticipate a lesion

it's a chemical reaction to my pain

7,000 weathered faces

hide my beautiful and buried smile

sleeping seems to be the greatest medication

i'm switching channels, silly sitcoms are a metronome

one beat about a half an hour

i will shun the radio

because i hear my life in every song

brushing off the bottle

i become a connoiseur for a night

rake the dead grass from the bitter green

that's growing wild