it's so beautiful it's so beautiful the blistering rays bleeds my eyes bleeds my face blends into disaster you're so beautiful it's catastrophe you’re so beautiful you don’t have to change a thing this slinking grace it’s only here for a while it’s only here for now so stretch it out we’ll make it last to infinity the star’s are so beautiful i wanna give them to you someday someday won’t come so they won’t be enough i am worried that i won’t be enough

all of the people and all of their children drinking my blood and eating my body tearing fat clumps of flesh off of mere skin and bone and only skin and bone only the body of a lune to remember me as the sun by a statue in a shopping mall in texas to remember me in their own blood lives flashing in signs spelling exit trees falling to be remembered by no one all of the people talking to themselves switching their feet in the cement blocks pulled snug around their heads all of the people all of the people all of the people all of the people ripping at their feet cement blocks pulled snug around their legs pulling them into the depths wrung heavy bells around their necks splashing into blood and spiking dreck cement blocks pulled snug around their legs pulling them into the depths wrung heavy bells around their necks splashing into blood and spiking dreck slicing southern heads left hanging by their feet dangling from the scoreboard and walking the beat cement blocks pulled snug around their chests crushing their heart or at least whatever’s left all of the people gnash wanting something more eating the hungry and raping the poor all of the people gnash tear for the door but escapism grants you no reward all of the people all of the people will remember they won’t remember not all of the people lived not all of the people thrived but all of the people tried but not all of the people survived not all of the people lived not all of the people thrived but for the good of all of the people they tried but not all of the people survived (wretching)

[all of the people]

(i feel like shit can i uh please see you tomorrow not to put that way but uh life is trash this week i don't even wanna talk about it) it’s not much but i guess this means happy birthday i was just gonna leave these here but i think i’ll stay it’s really pretty outside and part of me imagines you can see it and part of me imagines you can’t and that’s the way you like it i catch all the worms beneath the surface and bring you home with me until they die and your invisible body will move through the house picking up picture frames and throwing a blanket over me where i lay asleep on the couch is that you over there? in the corner cupboard or inside my coat on the wall? ready to put it on and walk back to your grave stomping over flowers for your birthday

happiness was my mask i dipped into the canyon looking for another way to waste my time a way to waste my life come creeping over me come creeping dead but fine come creeping over me (canyon) man who kills to laugh girl who walks alone boy who cries at home woman who hides her face all of you watch the night a way to waste my life comes creeping over me death's last crying babe ma's first flying manger child's last beating brain pop's first cancer'd bone thrashing crashing drone sad and dead alone plastics made of throats nightmareland is home (canyon) fucking stupid skies piles of dead flies grass hair and shit pies it's only god by god's design man who killed to laugh oh girl who walked alone ground in with the trash rotten metal flesh and bone all of you don't take your eyes off the night what a way to waste my life it comes creeping over me (canyon)

litterbug cruiser black cat looking at me doing what’s to do whatever’s been done walking how i walk walking the long walk home walking up to the door up the stairs, down to sleep into dreams of cherry coke medicine floats sunshine coats the inner ear the walls of somewhere near but not here litterbug cruiser do it every day throw yourself away in that patch of grass behind the store sometimes you have to wonder what its there for interrupted by noise beating in from the opposite side of a flattened dime in a fountain in a mall he must feel small cuz it’s not 1936 and he’s not rich he’s just smiling at the bottom of a fountain in a mall

i don't wanna die in my sleep i wanna know where and who i am and who surrounds me i can only hope that you are there and i can only pray to know where to go and that you don't go before me i can't watch you go before me thr- through a broken glass in the dirt i can see you snap and turn you turn around to face me we will be twisting our cold bodies down in the earth and matching eaten hands will meet to greet the sky one day after you have to watch me die afterwards and only don’t wanna die all scared and lonely

eternity looking down always looking up always looking ahead always seeing you always always always always always looking in the dark always losing something new always trading good for bad always making do always always always what the fuck am i looking for always what the fuck am i looking for always always always always always

[wind] a lost cause struggling through the night waiting to be remembered to the light which escapes and cradles up into the ceiling of the room looking down scanning around and finds him dazed within clouds of dense perfume i wanna be forgotten i wanna be forgotten i wanna be forever forgotten i wanna be