I've got wasps in my braincase, My skull it has gone dry The sun has bleached me, I beseech thee Join me now And here we'll lie I'm watching over you love My spectral hand imparts A touch of nothing, Wince of happy As you stab Me through the heart Rip my teeth out, Bash my head in The only god for you is me And my pain it is your heaven Hold me close now, Warmth is leaving Muscles stiffnin' Pulse is quicknin' As you lay me down To sleep Oh the fusion Of my bones The fluorescent buzzing lightbulb In our sparkling dirty home Suck the marrow You're not alone Oh as long as you don't salt me My dear, I still roam I snuff your candles out Your light and warmth are gone First you thrilled me Then you killed me Oh from you I can't move on Rip my teeth out Bash my head in The only god for you is me And my pain it is your heaven Hold me close now Warmth is leaving Muscles stiffin' Pulse is quicknin' As you lay me down To sleep Oh I loved you dear, I'm sure you know As you put me in your trunk I'm sure we might could have eloped I had the ring love, The perfect stone But as for now, I'll marry the ground My lungs will fill But I won't choke

Do you ever think That the dust on the floor Looks up at popcorn ceilings And wishes that it could be more? Neon skateday carpet House of the Dead I'm much too scared to look now That's why I'm so sensitive I've got the magic in me, I'm sure But my spell slots are low I don't know any cantrips Get me out of this hole LEGOs in the basement The roaches crawl around, They crawl around I'm much too scared to squish them Oh I just can't stand To hear that sound Again

O Mollie O Mollie, It's for your sake alone That I leave my old parents, my house and my home. My love for you it has caused me to roam, I'm a rabble rouser and Bama's my home. Jack o' Diamonds, Jack o' Diamonds and I know you of old, You've robbed my poor pockets of silver and gold. O Whiskey, you villain, You've been my downfall You've kicked me, you've cussed me, and caused me to brawl. My foot's in a stirrup, my bridle's in my hand, I'm leaving sweet Mollie, the fairest in the land. Her parents don't like me, they say I'm too poor, They say I'm unworthy to enter her door. They say I drink whiskey, my money's my own, And them that don't like me can leave me alone. I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry, And if I get thirsty, I'll lay down and die. Cause it's beefsteak when I'm hungry, rye whiskey when I'm dry, Greenbacks when I'm hard up, and Hell when I die. Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry! If I don't get rye whiskey, I surely will die. O baby, o baby I've told you before, Do make me a pallet, and I'll lie on the floor. I've rambled and trambled this wide world around, Raising hell with the gang, that is where I am bound. It's with these gunslingers, dear Mollie, I'll roam I'm a rabble rouser and Bama's my home. If the ocean were whiskey, And I were a duck, I'd dive to the bottom And drink it all up. But the ocean ain't whiskey, and I ain't no duck, So we'll play Jack O' Diamonds, and then we'll get drunk. O baby, o baby I've told you before, Do make me a pallet, and I'll lie on the floor. Rye whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry! If I don't get rye whiskey I surely will die.

I Wish to sing of sweeter things, That I have never known, Nor will I Ever see in my life. My Body, it is wrong, But the days go on and on. While I rot, Singing songs of no consequence. I Wish to say, Only what I know I know, But I don't know what I don't know. If that makes sense. When I Was a little kid, Only six or seven or so, Thought I'd die, I'd go to Hell, The world would end. I Wish I could go back now, Tell him about all of you. Pat his head, Make some cookies, And go outside. I'm Still standing, wondering, When I'll be alright again, But at least until then, I'm got some company.