my lyrics

Wood

I don’t mind I am going nowhere

As long as I will never get there

Then what makes me be so fucking rude

To all my little friends of wood?

I got this friend

I got this friend of wood

They try to paint it all in red

It turns to black and white instead

I got this friend

I got this friend of wood

My friends of wood

The chance I stood

It’s gone for good

It’s all just wood

It’s all just wood.

Counterclockwise Pendulum

Don’t know

Down now

Downtown

There’s nothing to die for

There’s no one to die

Two Hours In The Retort

Nothing has changed

After two hours spent in the retort

There’s such a wide range

Of things that you could have aborted

Two million dogs, five million dogs, who cares?

I lie in my hell, it’s two metres square

It feels like they’re all burning to ashes out there

How many degrees before I’m starting to care?

There’s no other way out

Than floating through the horn

I’m healing, I’m heating

Am I being born or burned?

Two million dogs, five million dogs, who cares?

I lie in my hell, it’s two metres square

It feels like they’re all burning to ashes out there

How many degrees before I’m starting to care?

Is it getting better?

Am I getting cold?

Mourning

Hello, hello,

This is the end of all my suffering

This is the end of everything I should be

This is the end of mourning, end of pain

This is the end of everything

This is the end of all my suffering

This is the end of everything I should be

This is the end of mourning, end of pain

There is an end to everything

Don’t know, don’t know

I’ve searched it everywhere but the Sun won’t lit up

I’ve searched it everywhere but the sky was made up

I’ve searched it everywhere but the Sun was made up

The sky would lit up

Don’t want to search for skies above us

Don’t want to search for skies below

Don’t want to search for skies inside me

Anything could bring me more

Oh no, oh no

There’s no surprise left inside of me

There’s no surprise left outside of me

Roll On Morning After

Fight the hole with nothing

Never breeds you nothing

Gazing through the peephole

Ever getting too small

Someone keeps on dying

I am still enlightened

With his face all over

Roll on, morning after

Roll on, morning after

Over

Hey you! You’re drinkin’ of my bottle now

You’re sinkin’ in my bottle now

I gotta feel some pain somehow

When you’re drinking of my bottle…

I don’t give a fuck if I am wrong

I don’t give a fuck about this song

I don’t give a fuck about you either.

So what the fuck if I’m terribilistic?

So what the fuck if I’m so pessimistic?

Please may I drown in my own shit?

Shit?

Hey you! You’re takin’ all my self-esteem

You’re fuckin’ with yourself again

I’m drowning in my selfishness

I’m faking all my self-destruct

‘Cause you’re drinkin’ of my bottle

‘Cause you’re sinkin’ in my bottle

I kinda begin to like it!

I gotta wash the future somehow

I gotta stop the future somehow

The future’s gonna wash me now…

…Go home! It’s fuckin’ over!