i wish i was here.
all this white light's gone black and no one's here to see.

i wish i could scream "stop this awkward confusion"
and let me be.

my system to keep wishing. my system could work.

black ink has the cure.
feel good knowing your solution if forgotten in a year.
i'll wait just to never really have to decide.
cause it's our goddamn right to live
yet it's still not our choice to die.

my system could work.
but it's all i can do to breathe is wait.

my system to keep wishing. my system could work.
why do i? why do i try? my system could work.

• Bleed And Blister (Version 3)
• Don't Ever Tell Locke What He Can't Do
• If Tragedy's Appealing, Then Disaster's An Addiction
• Seasons Fade...Fevers Rage...It's A Slow Decay
• The Day No One Needed To Know
• The East Has Stolen What The West May Want
• The Frightening Reality Of The Fact That We Will All Have To Grow Up And Settle Down One Day
• The Politics Of Living And The Shame In Dying
• The Song I Swore To Never Sing
• There Are A Million Reasons For Why This May Not Work... And Just One Good One For Why It Will
• This Is All Bigger Than Me