THE FEW DEFINING MOMENTS sometimes it feels as if i’ve just been hanging on / to a dream who’s fading moments are by now long gone / and i awoke too early to find out how it would end / and it’s no good / to just pretend that i don’t spend these sleepless nights / alone, beneath my covers hiding from my fights / the ghosts of broken dreams still haunt my weary head / and i don’t want to leave this bed / these are the few defining moments / when you realize just how good it is to be alive / and my bed is no longer a safe place for me / and my bed is no longer a safe place for me / and my bed can no longer keep me safe from... / from all the heavy blackened marks that now surround my eyes / from all the unwanted images that still invade my mind / from all the nights i woke up in my bed drenched in sweat soaked sheets / from every never-ending nghtmare that just won’t let me sleep / these are the few defining moments / when you realize just how good it is to be alive

WITH FRIENDS LIKE YOU, WHO NEEDS FRIENDS? get out get out get out get / get out get out get out get / get out get out get the fuck out / get out get out get out get / get out get out get out get / get out get out get the fuck out / these walls and red doors and gold knobs and brass locks / and blue screens and white cages forgot to unlock / these windows and curtains, first open, then shut / white railings, paint chipping, can’t cover this up / this radar is working and blinking like fire / i’m sinking, not swimming, weighed down by desire / these stairs i am tripping, down under my feet / my face hits the pavement, i’m screaming defeat / get out get out get out get / get out get out get out get / get out get out get the fuck out / get out get out get out get / get out get out get out get / get out get out get the fuck out / wood panels, dead flowers, hung up on your wall / shit-brown pedals crumbling and starting to fall / your hands to my pictures are turning around / soft words in your head always putting me down / a rock to your window, a key to your car / i’m pretending to panic, i know where you are / his substance, your body, get down on your knees / it’s hot in this darkness, just beg for release

GHOSTS you’re drunk so put your head on my shoulder / push off and get up and dance some more / catch your eye and you smile politely / brush your thigh, wonder what do i play this for / lick your lips, move in a step closer / forehead to forehead, don’t you look so sore / got your seven and you swear that you’ll see me / both know that you won’t just walk out that door / and you say we’re both using each other, but to what end / if sex is what makes sense of this mess, i can’t even tell / and you say we’re both using each other, but to what end / if sex is what makes sense of this mess, i can’t even tell

WHERE WE'RE GOING, WE DON'T NEED ROADS don’t you know that void called discontent / but still i clearly recall your words as echoes in my head / (need roads...) / where we’re / (need roads...) / going / (need roads...) / we don’t / (need roads...) / hold on, we’re going for a little ride / all you love and all you know will have to all be left behind / but don’t let that weight of doubt keep you pinned against the ground / we’ll rise above our every fear / as flight posesses me / nothing can stop us now / nothing can bring us down / we’ll never go back / never go... / and if we soar too close to the sun and burst into flames / my ghost will carry you home where forever you’ll remain / but if you should fall from the sky and never touch the ground / just remember to keep your eyes closed and don’t look down / the whole way down / where we’re going we don’t need roads