A Wilhelm Scream
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>> 1957

About 2 minutes past the river where the sinners spent their lonely nights, there lied a dirt road waiting for us, hidden were the broken street signs. There were sweet smells in the air along with the stench of fuck, lies, and Marianne. "Please take me home..." Ever get that feeling that you should have kept your clothes on? Ever get that feeling that they're calling you on? And did you really think I thought of giving a fuck? I left you as I met you in the back of my truck. But I don't regret. You were pulling on my pant leg. Those drunken fucks were growing up to me. Don't call me back. Don't throw up on me. .

>> A Chapter Of Accidents

I swear to God the sun is laughing at me,
but I can't say because I don't look straight at it.
Hear me out.
Those boys tell all the lies that roll right past you:
"I don't wanna fuck you, I just wanna hold you."
Hear me out.
I've searched my conscience.
Done laps thinking, like the ice capades and roller rinks.
Will I know if I still care?
I can't make up my mind.
I'll burn those bridges to the ground to tie you up and drag you down.
Give in to all subtle charms, spend summer nights in your arms.
If I drowned in deeper oceans and sink, would you be better off than me?
I'd do anything to find you.
It's springtime and I feel like I'm dying while everybody's got a new lease on life.
Hear me out.
It's the time of year that rolls right past me.
Just days to deadline.
I know you can't wait to leave.
What do I waste my time for?
You've been gone for some time.
Could I set out to find you?
I'm fucked because you're my vice.
But maybe I'm that type of guy, because I might be.
I know this year's been miserable.
I have faith the end is beautiful.
It's just the road to get to you that's hard.

>> A Picture Of The World

I was fucking up, handing off the reigns to you.
I know the bodies, but I can't place names, so I should be forgetting you.
It's a cathartic song like that other shitty one and I have never felt so old.
I'd cool off and sleep it away, but it's a hot fucking day
and I've got my afternoons alone because you won't let him go.
You let your feelings oscillate.
I was out of the running without warning to find out the worst fucking way.
But every move that I missed I will take out on another one.
Because if we all get close and miss
then we are to take the short end of the stick and dish it out.
Is there someone who wants to know? It's the same old shit though.
Everyone's gotta love the miserable. That's what they're in it for.
If there's a positive to your dramatic actions,
block my ears so I'm not privy to it.
This karmic debt is screwed.
And I know why.
I want to burn this picture of the world where all my thoughts reside.
I'm gonna burn this picture of the world for all my friends and I.
This picture's proving now that I'm used to falling down.
Don't leave me down.
An ardent call for resolution, or a wordy premiss of old?
I can sleep tonight, but it's gonna be a long fucking time
before my comic debt is going to grow.
Because you won't let him go.
Time will take its revenge, not just me.
Lost is the prospect of goals met. I'm 22 years closer to death.
I would have found that hard to believe when I was 15.
Familiar failure is all I know.
Please forgive me if it shows,
but I won't stop until this beats me, or I go crazy.

>> Anchor End

The worst writers are the ones who fuck up happy endings.
The best ones don't bother to type.
I've been writing you a letter in my head for months with no reply.
When did your interest in me die?
Take this sickening shiv I cut all my friends off with.
I lie to those who love me by reciprocating.
I wish I felt sincere inside.
When I needed you to make me needy, how surprising!
You needed nothing of mine.
Take this sinking ship I'll take all my friends down with
because all my friends are anchor end.
Piss, drunks, and love. These too are found in gutters.
I won't throw up.
I'm smarter now.

>> Beautiful Girl Disease

You're gonna make them feel loved.
They'll have an angel where their heart's supposed to be.
You're gonna make them feel alone.
You know you're gonna get to learn to love that responsibility.
When everybody wants to be somebody else,
anybody would stick their neck out for you.
You're gonna make them feel sick.
You're gonna make them throw a noose around their necks.
You're gonna take them for the ride.
You pull it off because you're easy on the heart and the eyes.
When everybody wants to be somebody else,
anybody would do the same, but I didn't yet.
Did she just fuck them for a while?
I wonder if they had known that she belongs to no one now.
I knew that she never would.
Will I wait for her to come around?
I won't now.
I hate myself for making myself bored,
but I'm used to it and it beats this race so many ran before,
so I'm used to it.

>> Better Health Through Screaming In Tune

Most times I'm listening; same words, same ringing in my head.
Jaw drops, the frequency, so everyone can here what you meant to me.
Approaching my days like the first step in water, sinking now, sinking now.
What's that to you, when I deserve to be alone?
And I don't have the nerve to make do with what I know.
I've been running out before I began to lose the race I'm running in.
Wake me up from my nightmare before I start liking it.
This dream is just a lie
Keep living your false life.
Please wake me up from mine.
I'm laughing but it's airtight.
I watch my lungs close.
How much you'll never know.
I'm learning by you.
You let your heart be moved.
I live to see mine choke, and I'd die to watch it go.
I'll learn to move along, just like you do because it feels good to be alone.
But when I'm feeling harmless, there you are to fuck it up for me.
Can I move along, just like you do?
Because it feels good to be alone.
And I'm feeling harmless.
There you are.
There you are.
It feels good to be alone.
I deserve to be alone.

>> Bowling

I try to push it right down. It finds its way right back to me. The arrows lead me in the right direction. And it's dark and glossy. My reflection's staring back at me. I'm at a loss. I'm stuck at forty. It's almost an impossibility, so why try? I can't help but watch them laugh at me. I can't get them to fall down for me. It's these failures I can never make up. So maybe I need those bumpers. Yeah, I know I need much more than that. Oh god I'm sick and tired of getting shit. My shoes are old and greasy. My reflection's staring back at me. I'm at a loss. I'm stuck at forty.

>> Brand New Me, Same Shitty You

Catch me.
I'm a wreck who let my conscience down.
I bet the animals sleep well after they hunt.
Someone open up a fucking window.
Something just fucking died in here.
It's been breathing fucking heavy for a long fucking time now
and it's lost its fucking will to survive.
Oh no!
And what's so sick, so wrong
that you don't want to believe that such a massacre is capable of coming from me?
You're gonna lose your lunch.
It's gonna blow your mind.
But hold it down.
Hold it down.
Catch me if you can but don't fall for what you've found.
I bet the animals don't think of what they've done.
Flip the fucking lever on the light switch.
Turn that fucking fan all the way up.
I'm gonna get first fucking place for the worst fucking attitude
and I don't give a fuck at all.
Oh no!!
I don't feel so old. I'm smiling again.
If you don't feel sorrow, then I've already failed.
I don't feel so old.
Warm blood's pumping in.
You don't feel sorrow, but I'm already there,
'cos tonight Iíve taken nothing but insults.
Tonight I'm gonna go for the middle.
Tonight I've taken all of the insults.
Tonight I'm gonna fire them back...
You ignore my resolve while my conscience clings to life.
But I stomped the heart out of it, hoping that it dies.

>> Catharsis For Dummies

I can't tell which lights to go through and you can't want me like I want you.
Tell me how you always...
I know when I awake in the afternoon; it hurts to be so wrong.
Because drunk turns like to love in fucked up words.
We always sleep alone.
My ethyl army halts when I do.
It stops like heartbeats.
Who do yours go to?
Tell me how you always can stand him without vomiting.
I know when I awake in the afternoon; it hurts to be so wrong.
And I can only wait for you to call.
You'll never sleep alone.
When it comes down, it's not easy.
Why can't we stay gone?
Because you've got a life.
Next time I won't just speak if I'm spoken to.
But it's hard to really want you when everybody wants you.
It makes me want to fail, makes me ignore you.
It makes me want to want you anyway.

>> Class Of '97

How much more could you ask for?
It's been three years and some change and you're on your way.
But only assholes want to fall in love.
We spent four in that shithole and nostalgia remains.
How about me?
I feel nothing at all.
I feel nothing at all.
And all that's real is really far off.
I don't want to want her.
I just want the chance to see.
Because all of my dreams mean shit to others.
I want to go back and fix what's wrong with me.
Life has a way of fucking you up just by being there.
I want to start it over again.
Time stands still while you think of the ones that have forgotten you.
I want to start it over.
I want to start it over.
Because all of my dreams mean shit to others.
I want to start it over again.
So, tell me how you are...

>> Clear As Mud

Save my mind and break my heart, because when my body dies, you'll have that trophy for your wall. How could I want you that much? I'll never know. And there you go. Make sure no one knows that I'm dying; believe me. This feels like nothing else. At last, fear, ignorance, without her, I'm leaving, I'll die now. Would you let me be your safety net, or will you keep on falling? The skies are clear as mud from here on in, and still you keep on falling.

>> Desperately Seeking Boozin

Friday night we get our checks, we call Teves and he wakes up Jay. In the smelly caravan we had the keg sitting there all day. Is the tap broken or did Nuno smoke it? And what the fuck is up with John C? (He's grumpy!) Where has Nick been lately? He's out being shady and everyone forgot to call Soapy. We keep paging Ricky and you know that Curt's drunk already; he'll be on the floor and then he'll drink a shitload more. Craig brings his black Cave In shirt, Miller Lite and a deck of cards and when the Moose ain't around, Shamus is a football star. You may see Matt and Steve and get a glimpse of Dave Neitz and Eric smokes a dime. Snake might drive by with the Beans by his side and Jarrett's drinking wine. And Trevor has a fit over a Umass girl that has nice tits and Ricky's still not here. It's drama, drugs, dropped shots and beer. When the world bears down, it says get in motion. I've fallen on this love for being lost. When the world's calling and we're not answering, I think that we'll make it after all.