My Own Summer (Shove It)

hey you big star tell me when it’s over hey you big mood guide me to shelter cause i’m through when the two hits the six and it’s summer cloud come shove the sun aside i think god is moving its tongue there are no crowds in the streets and no sun in my own summer the shade is a tool a device a savior see i try to look up to the sky but my eyes burn cloud come shove the sun aside.

Lhabia

somewhere outside there are tricks and evil holler downstairs while i drive i want to watch you buttercup coming through the fog dying of boredom i’ll try it all sixteen olive skin bound by a voice i don’t want to go but i want it well at least you fucking care dying of boredom i’ll try it all i’ll be faint like a crook it looks and feels great but look at what it’s doing to you but that’s ok look at how it feels.

 

Mascara

i feel soon i will sink into you what do you think cause there’s still blood in your hair and i’ve got the bruise of the year but there’s something about her long shady eyes i’m all about her shade tonight i hate your tattoos you have weak wrists but i’ll keep you well it’s too bad you’re married to me.

 

Around The Fur

hey vanity this vile is empty and so are you hey glamorous this vile is not god anymore speak i don’t get it should i ignore the fashion or go buy the book i don’t want it i just want your eyes fixated on me coming back around the fur prostitute climb back down from the floor please don’t fuck around and die like this cause i love her.

 

Rickets

it’s so simple to look at every little thing i do wrong it’s so simple to overlook every little thing i do right i think too much i’m way too much too stuck up you’re probably right this time but i don’t want to listen you’re probably right this time but i don’t even care i lose things too much i’m not one to trust you’re probably right this time but i don’t want to listen you’re probably right this time but i don’t even care and if it was mine to say i wouldn’t say it and if it was mine to say i wouldn’t speak.

 

Be Quiet And Drive (Far Away)

this town don’t feel mine i’m fast to get away far i dressed you in her clothes now drive me far away it feels good to know you’re all mine now drive me far away i don’t care where just far away.

 

Lotion

i meant to come back to put out bliss but the style is crumbling covered canned it was sick and no you don’t even know how it comes shifts then gets ruined by you fucking slobs but it’s classical anyways and how cool are you i remember i can’t help it makes me so sick over and over it sits stiff bound with no heart fine ’cause this is where the separation starts arising i can see it coming over your cloud and it’s classical anyways how cool are you i remember just a bad call it’s so funny how you think i’m so serious but that’s not it the thing is i don’t give enough to give a fuck you’re plain boring and you bore me asleep but it’s classical anyways how cool are you i remember and i feel sickened and who the fuck are you anyway you fuck it’s making sick sense seeing how you’re sticking out hardly and hoping money please arise up off the fucking knees and hop off the train for a second and try to find your own fucking heart.

 

Dai The Flu

i always wondered what it takes fifteen stitches and a soft parody to make my eyes be like deceit i believe the sting proves heart to me and now i know that you love me thank god that you love at all dislocated at the joint timing is everything in the bed ’cause you’ll sleep for hours to keep away then sink the teeth and bat your eyes now i know that you love me thank god you love at all what surprise i was right here going off and going on at least now i know that you love me thank god that you love at all what surprise i was right here going off going on dai the flu.

 

Head Up - 5:14

(featuring Max Cavalera of Soulfly, formerly of Sepultura)
{written about the death of Max's stepson, Dana "D-low" Wells}

Got back out, back of the forefront
I never said, or got to say bye to my boy
But its often I try
I think about how I'd be screaming
And the times would be bumping
All our minds would be flowing
Taking care of shit like, hey holmes what you needing
Sometimes life will be coming off whack
And will open your eyes

As I proceed to get loose
You seem to have some doubt
I feel you next to me fiending
Getting spacey with the common love of music
Think of this as the sun and the mind as a tool
But we could bounce back from this one with attitude will and some spirit
With attitude will and your spirit we'll shove it aside

Max:
Soulfly, fly high
Soulfly, fly free

Shut your shit, please say what you will.
I can't think. Sidestep around
I'm bound to the freestyle.
Push down to the ground. With a nova dash
But they watch you.
Now climb up, super slide,
The spirits so low it's coming over you!!!

Max:
Soulfly, fly high
Soulfly, fly free

When you walk in to this world
Walk in to this world, with your head up high (x4)
Headup , Headup ,Headup , Headup , Headup

 

MX

you’re so sweet your smile your magazine and your bones you’re on fire you move me like music with your style let me think (think about what?) about girls (and what else?) money and new clothes thirty nights (uh-huh) of violence (yeah?) and sugar to love come here come here closer to the lung so i can i can shove her over railing you’re sweet but i’m tired of proving this love see you’re a bore but you move me like a movie that you love... fucking rock star.

 

Damone

sleep in this hole
stinging in your eyes
ashamed, for you, cause
so far, i've been down thats true

shake in lie
about to fall
ashamed, for you
cause,

1ST CHORUS

so far i've been down thats true
except for your arms
you start, stand still
and shove regret back at me

ask you why
whats up?
ask you why
one, two
why, why
why why

soon i've been you
laughter, sigh
so ashamed for you, cause

this feeling gets old
and so do your eyes
this is why, i hate you, cause

2ND AND 3RD CHORUS

so far, i've been down thats true
except for you're arms, you just
smile, stand still
while you look right back at me!!