subliminal
my feeling left in a sudden kill
oh, as a door slammed cold
the sky burns bright red still
from eyes in old, hollow bowls
six sentences
bury me when i say what i see
ain't no medicine
stirs my blood up cold enough for all those reachin' in
slip a message through the mail slot
i locked myself up for good
and i hear faint sounds in your letters
giving pause to the afternoon
i drive myself
spiders living in the gauges beneath
a big windowsill
bad lady on the edge of her seat
cuz it's good
if given the chance, you're ready to go
reality stands on one foot with no toes
if given the chance, you're ready to go
subliminal
i feel allright
holes in everything
eating only yogurt and beans
six days since i been outside
and i feel allright
now i'm reelin' good
the best feeling is left home
big eyes on the silver machine
beating me with a mystery bone
six sentences
bury me when i write what i see
ain't no medicine
stirs my blood up cold enough for all those reachin' in
and it's good
if given the chance, you're ready to go
reality stands on one foot with no toes
if given the chance, you're ready to go
how do you know?