Your only truth Tribal poetry Witchcraft filling your void Lust for fantasy Male necrocracy Every child worthy of a better tale Fear is a choice you embrace These stories given to us all Are filled with sacrifice and robes of lust

I'd tell you what I'd do I'd teach the birds such lovely words and make them sing for you If the stars were mine If the birds were mine If the world was mine I'd give them all to you I'd pluck them down right from the sky And leave it only blue I would

And one of them is how bad I need you 'Cause if you did, baby, I would judge you too But you got 'em too Of all our problems No, you don't judge me 'Cause I got issues So give 'em all to me And I'll give mine to you Bask in the glory

Everything has fallen to pieces We really need to see this through We never wanted to be abused We'll never give up, it's no use If we're fucked up, you're to blame Earth is dying, help me Jesus We need guidance, we've been misled Young and hostile but

Eviscerated by your misery I watched you rot inside an open grave How long will we pray to silence? Don't give up, I've heard you say Over and over from an open grave It's not my suffering It's not my wound to cover I'm dying watching you bleed

I don't want to take what you can give Can't buy what I want because its free The waiting drove me mad You're finally here and I'm a mess I take your entrance back Can't let you roam inside my head I would rather starve than eat your bread I would rather

Ride out the wave Beneath the dance hall lights, You seem a girl so sound Lights up the ground, If you give up New York, I'll give you Tennessee, The only place to be The cowboy's burning eyes, Don't like the sight of me

You're killing me, you're killing me Doctor, please, give me a dose of the American Dream Put down the pen and look in my eyes We're in the waiting room and something ain't right All this is on you, we're over prescribed Doctor, your medicine, and your

I'd tell you what I'd do I'd teach the birds such lovely words and make them sing for you If the stars were mine If the birds were mine If the world was mine I'd give them all to you I'd pluck them down right from the sky And leave it only blue I would

And one of them is how bad I need you 'Cause if you did, baby, I would judge you too 'Cause I got issues But you got 'em too So give 'em all to me And I'll give mine to you Bask in the glory Of all our problems 'Cause we got the kind of love