Unlearn Me
Ditch what I read
Behind what I heard

Look Find free
Yet? Do You get it yet?
Do You get it?
From here on it's instinctual
Even straight roads meander
Every piece contains a map of...

evidence
March of the ant
pulse of the sea

Look find free
Yet? Do You get it yet?
Do You get it?
From here on it's instinctual
Even straight roads meander

Two people touching lips
Hands on each other's hips
Nothing else in the world but one another

The 42nd floor
On a distant shore
I wonder how we strayed so far from this

Remember when we were
Just flesh and bone
You sir may have forgotten how good your world could be

So, put down your hollow tips
And kiss your lover's lips
And know that fate is what you make of it

Please end this...

You crawl in bed, it's 3am
You smell of wine and cigarettes
A butterfly under the glass
You are beautiful
But you're not going anywhere

We do the same thing every night
I swear I've heard this song before
A swimmer who has seen a shark,
I should really be more wary of the water

You came, you saw, you conquered...everyone
And I'm left here guessing
Oh what went wrong
Yeah, I'm down

This party is old and uninviting
Participants all in black and white
You enter in full-blown technicolor
Nothing is the same after tonight

If the world would fall apart
In a fiction-worthy wind
I wouldn't change a thing
Now that you're here

Yeah, love is a verb
Here in my room (3x)
Your love is a verb
Here in my room (3x)

You enter and close the door behind you

Does it make you indie?
Does it make you proud...to talk the world
into a paper bag?
Spotty stain of "I'm ok", you're not ok!
Yes, men too, can be on the rag.

"I'm in over my head, I need a pick me up!"
Whoa Ho Oh Ho
It's easy to get high when your'e standing on our backs man.
Will anything ever be good enough for you?
Whoa Ho Oh Ho
Stand on your own, hold your water if you can.

Chorus:

I heard a word from 'on high'
Glare like a light in the sky. It said,
"Quit blowing each other up."
A voicing so crystalline clear so
Something's unclean in your ear
When only blood fills your cup.

Hello!? I'm trying to focus
But my eyes deceive me.
Focus. I'm witnessing history...repeating.

It fell like a tear from my eye
Flying machine so up high. Well...
There goes the neighborhood.

I hear you on the radio
You permeate my screen, its' unkind but
If I met you in a scissor fight
I'd cut off both your wings on principle alone
On principle alone

Hey megalomaniac
You're no Jesus
Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis
Wash your hands clean of yourself
Baby just step down, step down, step down

If I were your appendages
I'd hold open your eyes
So you would see

on the tip of my tongue
an offensive is poised and rearing
my intention: a bullet
my body: a trigger finger

and my pen is a pistola
they call me a fear, fear you,
yea my pen is a pistola

my secret arsenal
is an infinite, ageless inkwell
it's a fountian of youth
and a patriot's weapon of choice.

and my pen is a pistola
they call me a fear, fear you,
yea my pen is a pistola

the fact that you think you can
speak to the way you do
leads me to believe that you
have never steped out of the
skin you live in. but when
and if this day occurs
your tongue, the taste, will imitate
a battery: the anti-equilibrium
your stomach becomes the floor.

the look on your face was priceless (3X)
That look it was so.. priceless!

a light goes on upstairs
the attic is ablaze!

No, You're not the first to fall apart
But always the first one to complain
You better get careful or you'll compromise everything You are

The world is a drought when out of love
Please come back to us
You're all of the above
I'm making a choice to be out of touch
Leave me be he said, he said, he said,

Leave me here in my stark, raving, sick, sad little world!

Met my match today
Felt the blood rushing and mingling
A curious and enigmatic thing
Spiders in my dreams
Synchronicity weaves like a web
When you were meant to be a meal

I want you bad!
I want you bad!
I understand why they say high school never ends

Never act my age
You can tell by the lines in my smile
That I have been around for awhile
So, insecurities
Are about as useful as trying

Is everything a baited hook?
And are there locks on all doors?
If you're looking for an open book
Look no further, I am yours

We'll behave like animals
Swing from tree to tree
We could do anything
That turns you up and sets you free

You're an exception to the rule
You're a bonafide rarity
You're all I ever wanted
Southern girl
Could you want me?

So come outside and walk with me

Take a bow
Pack on powder
Wash 'em out with buzzing lights
Pay an audience to care
'Impress me' personality

Still and transfixed
The electric sheep are dreaming of your face
Enjoy you from the chemical
Comfort of America

Come one, come all
Into nineteen-eighty four
Yeah, three, two, one...
Lights! camera! transaction!

Quick, your time is almost up
Make all forget that they're the moth

Nice Car! Where'd ya get your ride?
A trophy? Badge of honor? Overcompensation?
Price tags! Advertise your pride
Since when did what we paid for colored cloth guage our gravity?

Yeah, you got'cha little world!
Picture perfect, it's a pearl.
Now go and try to sleep in the bed you made

You should be careful what you wish for!
'Cause everyone of us has the devil inside