Sold me to my conscience Weed me from God’s arm chair Sew my bib onto her sleeve And dab the wound I left there She sits empowered on his pavement Just watching the tide Most simpleness died To ween us off band aid pleasure And find such a smile that I stole from the child inside Such a gash in my mind But hello and goodnight Found a use for my time An abuse of my pride Learn to use what we cry As an excuse to die Should we wake the next day We will play the same game Put my lips to your head Tell your brain you are dead Kiss your memories sweet As a pet left unfed Lie in grass and resent All the days that you spent In your medicine flooding your skin to amen Hail to the flood, the one I’ve always known And ride the breath drawn out of me Where lily white regrow Beyond that dumb reflection Smiles the zombie I’ve come to know Cries 'I never would’ve killed you Had I known I killed a clone' No marmalade sunset returns the warmth I owned Pushing fingers as a puppeteer to animate her bones So prone to his alphabetised mixed sensations To see what becomes of shit from her relation I learnt how to cry without wasting my time, your time Seemed so much fresher for faith demands pressure No green will grow out of here, take yourself, make yourself Disappear until you’re found, after friends had shed a tear Now you scurry every hole, look for where you left your soul It’s always in the first place that you put it last, to someone’s heart And leave that cunt to misery for you to be but nothing left In moonlight-soaked sweet sodomy, perfected sleeping winter ghosts Of dead friend faces, every one, everyone is gone No reason to be here at all to roam this empty heaven As it leaves the blankets of the sun behind a million miles Yet it’s never dark, yonder she come, mend amongst their watching eyes Yonder she comes, she comes Yonder she comes, 8 seconds of my life is too much time to think of what I’ve done Yonder she comes, she comes Yonder she comes, Carries nothing but a frail smile, eroding to a million crumbs At ease my son Look what I’ve done My semen's kissed ripe ovaries, but not for free But do forget You were born as a debt And every second Sunday’s a bore to me For I will love you for the rest of your life When you’re alive And when you’re dead, you’re so alive For I will think about you more than then Endorphin romance is bound for all Should I just push for relief in my sore? Memory and kindness, strictly in Christmas cards Where I refine in such juvenile blindness She’s knelt at the altar of my failing promises Self-esteem mends when skin irritates Die, yes master And milk my children in rapture Die, yes master Say it ain’t so in my posture Impregnated funerals with satin draped grave pits Appealing in every sense, need not goodbye I’d jump head first in lullaby oblivion And cover me And hold my hand from underground Til I’m born o’ divinity Die, yes master And milk my children in rapture Die, yes master Say it ain’t so in my posture My friends are deaf My enemy becomes My friends again My enemy has won My friends are deaf My enemy becomes My friends again My enemy becomes Lucas is dead Lucas is dead Lucas is dead and he likes it that way Patti May’s dead Patti May’s dead Patti May’s dead and she likes it that way Lizzey is dying Lizzey is dying Lizzey is dying and she likes it that way Kimberley’s dying Kimberley’s dying Kimberley’s dying but she wants to stay I can be big wherever I’m small I can be big wherever I’m small I can be big wherever I’m small I can be big wherever I’m small We’re all dead and dying We’re all dead and dying We’re all dead and dying and yonder it comes We’re all dead and dying The bodies we’re prized with Are all dead and dying and yonder it comes I can be big wherever I’m small

simmer under restraint a string of my heart, it'll fray cut it short and dismiss to the dark it distilled, meditate under the weeds that grew from the dirt that you left in our trust I'm your cancer, adieu I'm your cancer, adieu I'm your cancer, adieu and every young diamond returns back to coal for you I rely on no friend just the taste and this race is the end I rely on no friend ever after again we meet in circles, in bliss I command you return to your friends I'm your cancer, adieu I'm your cancer, adieu I'm your cancer, adieu and every young diamond returns back to coal for you so if I'm weird? I can't/won't sleep today her soul had cut in somebody knows who sew her wing, mass cold days weep my Sunday hear my name when you fall on your face in your soul is distrust numb sermon hurt petal I'm your cancer, adieu I'm your cancer, adieu I'm your cancer, adieu and every young diamond returns back to coal for you and every young diamond returns back to coal for you

There’s no REM In the things that you thought I am And other reasons to bring you back Are yellow brick under feet There’s a shame in me It’s the same as the one in you Though it keeps all the history And falsities true It’s only a dream if you’re afraid But if you are happy, then it is real And solvents don’t solve anything It’s in Daylesford It’s in Easter eggs, Sex Pistols Tearing holes in jeans, cardigans And any other repeat You’re in my ibuprofen And the rest of my medicine And you are worth the constipation Do I constipate you? Every prayer is heard Otherwise he’s just not concerned But I guess that it’s my problem Not a problem for him No more vomit lies In her name ‘cause it won’t surprise All my friends who don’t know what’s real Only know what they think It’s only a dream if you’re afraid But if you are happy, then it is real And solvents don’t solve anything Evergreen portals In our wardrobes where no one knows Hard to hide as my psyche grows And inside the songs Told to Horner my shame He believes we are one and the same It could be my delusion to blame But he’s wrong about that Between the earth And me is an older girth Expectations of newer thirsts Could assuage all the old Give your sharp objects The attention your heartaches heed Was it emptier than our sex? Any less you could need But in liquor we Had inflated reality Now realities boring and My hopes are mundane It’s so fucking vague Such a meaning is better played As an act that is poignant and Makes you flesher than me It’s only a dream if you’re afraid But if you are happy, then it is real And solvents don’t solve anything Was it wrong to think That I’d get you alone again? That I’d ripen before I stink All the pieces re-piece Since your breast became But a breeding of things okay In my life at this moment they They don’t mean a thing Should I fuck again? Should I cut myself over you? Should my sermon even mention Our past that we made? Any sickness I own Is the dearth of all pain I was prone To infect and to fester those I have illness to boast Shed the skin you kiss I can peel though I’ll probably miss By the beach is a turtle shell Like the one of your fringe I have no crumbs left No pet salad, no dunce cake left Kapp Loo Tree burned a million years And Odette wasn’t born Evergreen shall dry Shall remain a forgotten time When my thoughts thought its power higher Than the real world could permit It’s only a dream if you’re afraid But if you are happy, then it is real And solvents don’t solve anything Fuck it I’ll get high I’ll get pissed and I’ll wonder why Wonder who, what, when, how you’ll bide With no story to breathe Mr Lowes will sigh Mrs Lowes will regret she thought That my writing was worth her time My exams were appalling Daniel will forget I had lived in the time he spent As a dreamer behind the lens That I was what he had thought Rhys can’t play guitar But it never meant anything Though I thought I was better yet I was just arrogant When I quit my act I began a new puppet show And my puppets were enemies That embraced my existence Living closer to Artificial beliefs I took Took for real when nothing seemed Worth the time of my faith Through Easter time No companions, just marathons Of comedians, TV shows You’ve forgotten the cross You look tired, friend Lay your head up against the trends Shown in papers and magazines That you keep as a reference My diminished chords Will revive you if any more Lullabies numb your hurts and hells Without heaven in you It’s only a dream if you’re afraid But if you are happy, then it is real And solvents don’t solve anything Sprays and aerosols Scoff the tablets to peak before Any friends intervene to show Any human compassion You’re invisible Doesn’t mean you’re in happiness To see that a wall exists Between you and us kids Patricia, I’ll fall Every time in the mention of Your name or your face and more Of your prayers to God Eating bread and wine Without reason to keep my pride In religion though I don’t mind ‘Cause they’re probably right As a band-aid does It’s the codeine that covers scars You can burn it but leave your mark So I know you were here There’s a cure for Teenage boredom, but I don’t know It’s not worth it to tell them all ‘Cause they’ll probably get bored Illuminati It’s as far as my eyes could see But I’ve got the twice the eyes they need So I’ll see more than them And my body’s sick It won’t settle for one ailment It’ll try any illness it Feels compatible with They all got their wish The demise of the length of hair That had made me distinctive since I became their student Hate my instrument ‘Twas the worse thing to happen to me Thought my life would complete itself From the ink of my pen I was always wrong I won’t leave here until you’re gone I will take myself back to womb And I’ll be in my room It’s only a dream if you’re afraid But if you are happy, then it is real And solvents don’t solve anything