| seeker ( @ 2006-08-24 00:02:00 |
AND A PLACE
AND THIS IS NEITHER
THE TIME NOR PLACE
WHERE DO I FIT IN?




IN THIS JIGSAW OF A RELATIONSHIP

WHY SHOULD I PLAY THE FALLGUY TO YOUR LOVE?

I KEEP GETTING SNUBBED






WHAT DUBM LUCK; WHAT DUMB LUCK.

IN YOUR DUMB LYRICS
YEAH, THAT'S THE TIME
AND THE PLACE
TO RING OUT ALL YOUR BULLSHIT

AND EACH ALBUM
I GET SHIT ON
A LITTLE MORE

WHO'S TIM'S LATEST WHORE?
NO, THAT'S NO FAIR

NO, THAT'S JUST OBSCENE

I'LL STOP SPEAKING FOR YOU

WHEN YOU STOP SPEAKING FOR ME.
I'M WRITTING SONGS


TO ENTERTAIN
BUT THESE PEOPLE, THEY JUST WANT

THEY WANNA HEAR MY DEEPEST

SONGS FROM THE UGLY ORGAN


AND WHAT COMES OUT IS A HORRIBLE MESS
SONGS I CAN'T FORGET WHAT'S BEEN SAID
AND THIS GUILT I CAN'T SHED

IT STILL RINGS IN MY EARS
OH GET OUT THE BUTCHER'S KNIFE.
I'VE BEEN SCREAMING FOR YEARS


BUT IT GETS ME NO WHERE
WILL YOU GET OUT
THE BUTCHER'S KNIFE?

OH THAT ORGAN'S PLAYING MY SONG

BUT THE SONG HAS GONE ON TOO LONG
WHAT A DAY?
TO SEVER SUCH UGLY EXTREMETIES

"WHAT A LOVELY DAY"
SAYS THE BUTCHER

AS HE RAISES HIS ARM
PHOTOGRAPHY BY: CASSANDRA VAN EYSDEN
MODEL: CARLY SENESAC