"You’re either the laziest, or the most talented guitar player I’ve ever seen"
"…Can’t it be both?"
I always wanted to play the guitar. Singing started as just a way to play the music I like. Somehow it’s become what I’m best at.
My guitar teacher got nominated for a Juno this year. And my singing teacher fell in love with me. My second album is considerably superior to my first. My coworkers in the kitchen play it on repeat when I’m not around.
It’s still not good enough to be timeless or successful.
I feel really weird when people tell me they think I’m going to be famous. I’m too shy to go out with my friends to bars to try and meet people. I can barely talk to people after I’m done playing a show, except to thank them for coming out. I’m tremendously weird. It’s also possible normal people are tremendously dull.
I think anxieties are the stretch marks of the soul.

Dervishes of the Soudan

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Things are loved
And people are used
Pasts are numbed
And passions abused
Desperately touched
To end up confused
She’s bullets and guns
And the life I’ve refused
Dark side of the sun
The desert shades blue
The wicked are strong
And God’s overdue

Axiom

And with a withering volley
She shattered the enemy’s line
With a menaced education
Printing upon his mind

Irresistible tides draw me
With a dull and yellow glare
Setting footprints of fate
Laid across my heart’s affairs 

Wolves of Chernobyl

Get me to New Orleans
Get me out of this place
It’s been dark so damn long
I’m afraid I’ll fade away

Went down to the river
What do you think I see?
Angels of Chernobyl
Coming after me

That’s me, the slender lizard
Or the sinking midnight wolf
That’s me going up to heaven
In a little row boat

There’s been glitter on my feet
For weeks, weeks and weeks now
I can sing with satisfaction
But I barely seem to speak now

One week apart

Already Gone

I’ve been up
I’ve been blue
I’ve been cut
i’ve been bruised
I had you
Then I did you so wrong
I ran right back
And you were already gone

Got my special
Place in hell
Down so low
The pictures hang themselves
I’m going to the white light
Do you want to ride it too?
That’s alright
The Devil’s gonna be here soon

I get high
I get down
And I’ve tried
All over town
To find someone new
What the hell have I done?
I tried to help you honey,
But you were already gone

Had my soul
Second hand
Had Roseannas,
Adriennes
I’m going back west baby,
Ain’t got a chance in hell with you
That’s alright
The Devil’s gonna be here soon

Gave me all
You could take
I was your Dick, honey
You were my Jane
Now I’m sinking down
Lord it’s dark before the dawn
I ran right back 
And you were already gone

Got my special
Place in hell
Down so low
The pictures hang themselves
I’m going to the white light
Do you wanna ride it too?
That’s alright,
The Devil’s gonna be here soon

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Dylan asks Tim about life

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Int. Kitchen, at work

"What is love?"
"…Love is when you pretend that you care about someone so that they touch your genitals."
"What’s happiness?"
"It’s when someone touches you, and you don’t have to go down on them afterwards. Sometimes you gotta pay for happiness."

Tokyo Rose

There’s a blind whore
In Tiananmen square 
Gotta hand it to her, baby
She really don’t care
Get her to play
Five on one with my head
And turn my morning wood, 
Into breakfast in bed

Won’t believe me, think I found me a friend
Lord, receive me, I’ll be seeing you again, found me a friend

Dorothy had a dream
That she was a star
She used to be my girl, baby
And she ain’t getting far
They thought being white
Would give me a chance
I held down a job alright, yeah
But I can’t fucking dance

Won’t believe me, think I found me a friend
Lord receive me, lord knows I’m seeing you again, found me a friend

Don’t know where,
Where I’m going
Don’t know where,
Where I’ve been

Pretend that you owe me Nothing

And the sky went black
As the sun went down
And I wanted someone
To put my arms around
In the land of the blue
As I dream of her
Laying next to you
I can feel it burn

Pretend that you owe me nothing
And all the world is green
I give you all you need 

So she pushed me away
With the strangest lies
Love involves these falls
And she’s afraid of heights
Is he more persistent?
Is he still a virgin 
Cus I ain’t fighting urges
I’m not a violent person 

And I don’t know why
You love me like you do
And I can’t describe
The way I’m cruel to you
Heaven for the falling,
Havoc for the prey
Ain’t no use in crawling
But I can’t turn away

Pretend that you owe me nothing
And all the world is green
I give you all you need 

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Have Mercy on Me

I’m the branch she grabs
Before she hits the ground
And she’s sinking
Now that I ain’t around
And baby have mercy on me

I’m healing
Ain’t the same person I once knew
I don’t feel a thing
If you love me like you do,
Then I’m begging you baby, have mercy on me

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can one of them please be different from the rest? I just want a sign that I meant something to someone.
None of them will speak to me anymore. I seem like a ghost.
Back to her black wings.

Death Goldbloom

Ain’t done anybody wrong, tell me what’s been done
Ain’t done anybody wrong, tell me what’s been done
I ain’t ever shot nobody, don’t even carry a gun

When you ain’t got nobody, anyone looks nice
When you ain’t got nobody, anyone looks nice
It ain’t take nothing much, make you stop and look twice

So come get it while you can
And take what you can get

I’ve been waiting so long, was born to lose my mind
I’ve been waiting so long, was born to lose my mind
Bear this in mind, a true friend is hard to find

Everybody wants a heaven, nobody wants to die
Everybody wants a heaven, nobody wants to die
Baby swallow me down, with the love that you hide

So come get it, while you can
And take what you can get

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after the girls all leave
my tattoos and I remain
the devil always wants to dance
and I want to fade away