Use your fist please don't knock
My loose teeth are yours to take
Cuddling our new found freedom in keeping 
Our eyes open without being awake 
Kiss my ear the faint still taunts
Children rejoice
"Once hero, now dead"
One last time I'm really hurting
Just a little taste to take off the edge [bad word] through old love letters 
And photographs in a desperate reach for 
clue into who I am
With only the distant past as reference 
I fail to feel any connection 
To the bones under my skin
You can cry but you're still getting sterilized
You can show the sun how [bad word] if you know the sky
He'll let you make a mess if you keep him high
It was a good shoot 
The messenger deserved to die for his lies
Make it hurt scare me straight
Cursed is he who can't burn by fire
We're all falling show me feeling
I'm your designated diver 
I can see the cuts on your mind
Your mother made yours
Mine made mine, I know you'd rather
Be sad than stupid 
Genius by day, Junkie by night
By the grace of breeze I never scraped a knee
That didn't help me see bleeding isn't what it seems
Let it steam let it steep 'till it screams
"Finally free!" then you better leave
I bet that she's gonna kill the king

Doctored wound perfect numb
13 billion years in the making 
black hole at the center of our galaxy
we're still suffering we're still aching
the sanctuary is closed for repairs
I used God's guide to pet a maniac the nice way
Bad habits make for good memories
I'm good at being at the wrong time in the right place [bad word] and clots at the corners of her mouth
Eyes white like yours,  [bad word] different somehow
I caught her post dose
looking like a ghost 
Cheeks rosed from the flush of fluid
So familiar to us now
Legs folded, the predators pray
There's no messiah that wasn't a slave to it's brain 
If I could do with nails, what you do with words,
there'd be one more [bad word]  one less open door
Use my fist but I won't knock
Break it open
Itch me sober [bad word] me
We'll get out of this alive
Now take my hand it's almost over
I apologize for lying about smiling 
I'm a frightened little cat that learned to act like a lion
While leviathans beach in the grip of their patience
I'm driving this cheap pirate
ship to the pavement
By the grace of breeze I never scraped a knee
That didn't help me see nothing's really what it seems
Let it steam let it steep 'till it screams
"Finally free!" then you better leave
I'm aiming right for the head of the king.