Increase the dose diminish the high
A smile is a pipe dream suffering aged like wine
Aged like wine
Coughing up blood
With my mind on fire
Juggling switchblades on a high
Tension wire
I don't have any scars
Only dormant wounds
That crack like fault lines
I only have
Five thoughts anymore
And four of them
Are of you
Body bursts and leaks
Like a trash bag
Into the gutter
And the grave
And the grave
| 1 | Loathsome |
| 2 | Gravedancer |
| 3 | Natasha |
| 4 | Trojan Whore |
| 5 | Starbelly |
| 6 | Jennifer |
| 7 | In The Meantime |
| 8 | Junkyard God |
| 9 | Towering Flesh |
| 10 | Jupiter's Eye |