Loose Charm

We're going to start a fire, it will burn all year and into the future. It will light the dark path that we choose to follow, and remind us of what used to be. We're marching towards the future, with torches in our hands. People hide behind the flag, like it can protect them. They spit out their... Sign in to see full entry.

Keeping an eye on the sky, looking for a sign to believe in, but God left this place long ago. We're standing deserted in the desert. Never held the cross, but I love how it feels. Forty days hellbent on breaking what can't break, I refuse to give in to temptation. This isn't how I go, I still have... Sign in to see full entry.

It's been a long and desolate path, but we're finally here. This is the final stretch, the end of the road for you. This is where you make or break the future. One, two, oh, here we go again. You're the assassin of the youth, pulling the trigger from across the ocean. Have you no spine? You've made... Sign in to see full entry.

I had a dream last night, you were drowning in the ocean, I couldn't help my laughter. I was so amused, I fell to the floor and lost my sanity. When your life comes down around you, I will be there with camera in hand, documenting the momentous occasion. And when all is said and done, I'll sell... Sign in to see full entry.

I am going to begin by saying that this is a song I wrote with a lot of extreme exaggerations. It is about a terrible disorder called Borderline Personality Disorder. I love you, I hate you, I never want to see you again, but don't leave me. Don't ever leave me. Awake every day wishing for an end,... Sign in to see full entry.

The magazines are selling perfection, to the imperfect. A picture of beauty and glamour, that nobody wants. But we all strive to be. It's a painless airbrushed genocide, it goes undetected by the masses. In the wake, zombies emerge, and do as they're told without a thought. You need the beauty we're... Sign in to see full entry.

Hey Mr. Anarchist, can you tell me the reason behind your anger? Can you tell me, is anarchy something you actually believe in? Or is it the crowd you're following today? Can you tell me how anarchy is better than democracy? Or even how anarchy would work? Have you learnt nothing from Somalia? Open... Sign in to see full entry.

Can you really call it a party, when it's just you and your hand? Are you like your pal Marty, has life really become that bland? Because it's been a while, since you melted my house key, And it's been a while, since I took you out back and killed you, tehe. Your family and friends found my... Sign in to see full entry.

A million faces glued to the floor, waiting for the cleats of the law to come crashing down on them, like the weight of the world, crashing down on the shoulders of a lone soldier. We're getting older, we're going higher, but are we getting wiser? This city rests in ruins that nobody can see. Our... Sign in to see full entry.

This house, it doesn't have a front door, so I'll use the back door. I'll use it until it breaks, in a red mess. The bed squeaks, and a little lubricant fixes everything. It's a motion of lazy desire, caught up in the moment, but the moment will be gone before long. Stained glass and stained sheets,... Sign in to see full entry.