Lifer
Free at last, I'm the past, undone in unknown prison I'm holding on.
Peace and need a mouth to feed I'm standing way on the other side.
I'm staring right back at myself and through it's frozen image,
I'm laughing right back at my health lifelong
Arms in knots, never spot my blood is fading
Arms in knots never spot my blood is craving your world on the world.
Stealing keys soul to me and to the Brotherhood with what writes the pain.
I'm staring right back at myself and through it's frozen image,
I'm laughing right back at my health lifelong
I'm a lifer.
I'm staring right back at myself and through it's frozen image,
I'm laughing right back at my health lifelong
I'm staring right back at myself and through it's frozen image,
I'm laughing right back at my health
I'm a lifer
Stone The Crow
A bout of deep depression. can't seem to move it forward.
My lying eyes lie awake not sure what I am after.
I never died before can't help what happened yesterday.
I never stoned the crow
Flip through endless stories a life of handwritten pain.
No one can share this hurt that is mine, mine, mine.
I never died before can't be what happened yesterday.
I shouldn't stone the crow
Ride on!
Same old city, same old tale no matter how I try,
No matter what I say I'm blamed, I'm shamed I'm judged unfairly.
So now I've died before it feels as bad as yesterday I never stoned the crow
You too have died before I fought as hard as yesterday I never stoned the crow
Bury Me In Smoke
Windows are closing to keep me locked away no chance was given to find myself today
My time of aging wonder when I'll die but when my time will come I know the reason why
I have an escape, alone it keeps me safe within my home
I have a reason to keep me satisfied until I'm gone
Don't regret the rules I broke when I die bury me in smoke
Under the world I wait for my fate my soul is resting beneath my blissful haze
My time of aging wonder when I'll die but when my time will come, I know the reason why
I have an escape, alone it keeps me safe within my home
I have a reason to keep me satisfied until I'm gone
Don't regret the rules I broke when I die bury me in smoke
The Man That Follows Hell
I do one thing, I do it well it takes up most of my time
The advantage is beyond me this curse behind my eyes
My dead disguise don't work so well transparent to the world
But in my heart, if it bothers me I'd kill myself and curl
I'm falling far from the sun Lucifer's calling on ears that need some now
I gave my life to this and it's fooled me so well
The name they've given me is a man that follows hell
A man that follows hell
To live outside a city of grief where the quiet becomes pain
The human mind, and it's hard to believe, is the knife that splits the brain
Some may say I've got it made, what's all the crying for
It's a mirror I've got, a reflection of my loved ones out the door
I'm calling out to you all Lucifer's falling, so far down
I gave my life to this and it fooled me so well
The proper term for me is a man that follows hell
A man that follows hell
A man that follows hell
A man that follows hell
Ghost Along The Mississippi
In the morning, it takes me quite a while to clear my head
And as the day moves on, I find it hard to smile at something said
So I took control, priority number one, and that's me
Then I cut the dragon's head off, and put away my gun, so let it be so let it be
I'm dying prematurely, I'm wasting my life for sure
I'm trying to kill what's wrong with me a ghost along the Mississippi
I never thought before, a life could be so strange, but it is
And I guess my one a day, became ten or twelve or more, and more
But I've got a gift, it's something called my friends or love
With them and I combined, I'll beat an early end, it's been done before
No time of passing away, of losing just one more day
I'm trying to kill what's happening to me a ghost along the Mississippi
Can't happen to me won't do it to me
Can't happen to me won't do it to me
Can't happen to me won't do it to me
Destroying what's got ahold of me
No more the ghost of Mississippi
The Seed
Smoke up, do what you must do
Wake up, inhale the earth grown fumes
Higher than mountains, but so goddamn deep
The morning star we reach, think for yourself
And that's you, you times a million
Look around, we surround the fields
On guard for the perfection of the seed
Perfection of the seed
Try hard to stop us which you can't
Outnumbered by the marijuana camps
Larger than nations, I can't name one without
Must kill the king of drought
Planting of pleasure, rising up, stretch towards the sky
This way of life has become an addiction
Despite right or wrong and their closed superstition
This way of life has become an addiction
Despite right or wrong, despite right or wrong
Despite right or wrong
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