Teehee.

Awful awful bag of bones.

Throbbing chest piece made of stones.

Song writing machine.

Only a section of "trojan horse"

They found the paperwork under your mattress
and your footprint on the stool
i bet you loved kicking it, didn't you
i bet you fucking did.

you showed up, the trojan horse
with your minions hiding inside
waiting for the perfect time to attack
and build up your ego and pride

i got bigger heads than you, my friend.
i got bigger heads than you, my friend.
ive cut bigger threads than you, my friend.
i got bigger heads than you, my friend.

Unfinished workings of first two songs.

I've gotten my first song practically done with this new band I am in. And I've already almost finished the lyrics to "Trojan Horse". Finally getting somewhere and doing my dream.

"Cry Wolf"

Wednesday night reunion
black smoke and drink to numb your legs
tory says shell put my song on
the one that makes my head spin
she says she'll put my song on
the one that brings the men in

but my eyes aren't where they should be
theyre magnified focused at the door
this is no longer my haven, this is salem
and i am not safe here anymore

he carries his voice like a pitchfork
run quick, find some place far
hide deep inside the trees
i've picked up the bread crumbs
so he can never follow me
never ever follow me

little girl, carry your basket tight
this isn't the same cabin, somethings not right
his eyes are wide and inviting
but this isn't your grandmother
his smile is delicate
but this isn't your friend
his mannerisms follow proper etiquette
but this isnt your brother


he carries his voice like a pitchfork
but hes now wrapped it in silk
he has you now where he wants you
and hes picked up those bread crumbs
hes now got you unglued
got you unglued

no little girl, you are not safe here
now hes got you frozen stiff
you see, hes got knives for teeth
and he cries, "the better to eat you with"

Have you heard?
There's a wolf now living down the road.

I've never thought about driving my car into a wall so much in my entire life.

I can't believe I am doing this.

I wish I could go back to a time when drugs were bad. And you weren't supposed to do them. And I didn't do them. Weed was one thing. I could be ok with just doing weed. But not this other stuff. I'm turning into something I'm not.


I heard you fell into a rabbit hole.
Covered yourself up in snow
Baby, tell me where'd you go for days and days?
Did they make you stay up all night?
Did they paint your face that pasty white?
You're thirtsy but your appetite gets chased away.
Your heart starts skipping steps.

Truth.

The demos sound good. Real good.

I just can't bring myself to listening to the whole songs because of how you've been. I just wanted to be friends and you couldn't let me have it easy.

And here, you probably think I'm so upset because I want you back. I assure you that is not the case whatsoever. It just really hurts when someone doesn't care about your feelings. That is all.

But the demos sound good. Applause.