"This is For Your Own Destruction"

I get a little knocked down
I get a little up
I get a little crushed
When I don't really give a fuck

I get a little on time
I get a little late
I get a little sometime
From doing it every day

Oh, my Laverine
Get your fingernails out of me
Oh, my Laverine
Damn your shit for calling me back home

I get a little tongue-tied
I get a little boss
I get a little burned
When you're trampling on my cause

I get a little shot down
I get a little laid
I get a little pissed on
For throwing it all away

Three little syllables
How typical
Are hovering over me
What is a boy to do?

And holding a memory
So sacredly
It lies in a name, you see
My beautiful Laverine

Oh, my Laverine
Get your fingernails out of me
Oh, my Laverine
Damn your shit for calling me
I'm pleading now
Just leave me be
God damn your shit
For calling me back home

"Nothing, Nothing At All"

I want to be elastic
I want to be clay
I want to become the impossible angle
That you can't explain

But I'd crack like an eggshell
I'd shake like a leaf
I'd be holding up a tombstone
If the bottle gave relief

I'd be choking on a landmine
Tripping on a tongue
I'd be living in a body cast
Before I was done

So, slowly burning my confidence
I go on moving mountains and walls
For nothing, nothing at all

I feed it, I lust for this
I don't feel like cooking up a way to look alive
I'll beat it, it's such a bitch
But I feel I'm getting on

I go south
Believe it's an open and shut case
I come to leave
And you should know that I can't stop

It chases me
At inconvenient times
I'll put out a warning
That sticks

They'll try to burn, try to burn the building down
But we will not, we will not let it happen now

There's a tree that is growing in the field of our being
That's blocking the sun and preventing us from seeing
The horizon that holds the fate of our future
And it's fed by a mob of dictators and preachers
In the business of making sure when you're frail and old
That you lived your life doing what you were told
And the bold-faced choice that they make to deceive
Is the difference between what you know and what you believe

"Black Widow"

She got a game
Don't shake it up
Don't break it up
And she won't come gunning for ya
The kinda thing
That makes her tick
It's like arsenic
And I won't come running for ya
You've never been
So dangerous
And I'm curious
How it's all been going for ya
I gotta be
This serious
When you obviously
Don't know what's coming to you

There's more than a touch of mystery in her chemicals
Revelation in the shape of her skin
You're a rifle to the head of her victory
But you won't win
(Save yourself)

She got an aim
Don't shake it off
It contain enough
To be sure-shot murder for ya
The kinda thing
That make ya sick
Thick enough to stick
And it won't stop digging in ya
She give a pain
So devious
Such a furious abyss
Death-trap calling for ya
I know she look
So glorious
But it's torturous
This fate that's following you

There, you're almost gone
You would feel less dissapointed
If it didn't
Take so long
Yes it's almost done
When the poison's taken over
I'd expect for anyone
To keep from moving on

She's so deadly now
She's so deadly
She's so deadly now

"Spineless"

In the way
Gentlemen run for cover
From cries of a deafening nature
Lie their cold souls

In the face
Of feeding the crimes of another
Or healing a suffering brother
The men of us see through their lies

Could it be what we need is a backbone?

We want to believe that we tried
Falling asleep
As the weight of their eyes
Slips away

With the grace
Of slipping into a coma
Without knowing when we'll recover
We're searching with blind eyes

When we say
"Leave it to those who are wiser
We honestly could not be bothered"
A fire needs to ignite

Call it obscene to whomever believes you
A fortune of proof to deny
Cover the sounds of their loss with the veil of your pride
It catches up with us in time

"I'm Sorry"

I came crashing through windows and doors
You said that they couldn't hurt me no more
The ghosts circled me, cursing my name
You took the blows so I'd feel no pain

So you say that your time is up
No, not you too

Those careless words
Came on their own
You gave yourself
But now you're gone

I drowned the hurricanes wild in my head
You took the reigns and you tamed them instead
One rope married my hands to their cage
I used the other to make you stay

I'm sorry
I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry
Cause you were my world

"What a Terrible Joke"

I'm in a scrape
I broke it off with a butcher knife
But it's just as well
The damn thing made a shitty wife

They're coming in droves
But I won't give up another cent
I would use my booze money
But I blew it all on the rent

And if you changed your mind
It would sure look fine

What a terrible joke
I don't feel it, I swear I don't
What a wonderful stroke
There must be something that I don't know

Thought I was a colorful cad
I must be crazy, I'm going mad
Just try to keep it from me
Karma can kill a man

My head's on a plate
I understand if it makes you laugh
If you point and stare
You might as well take a photograph

I'll take it on faith
I'll surrender but I won't confess
And if it's all a fake
I'll tell them I was under duress

"You Lookin' to Shake?"

I only came to get my hang on
You're feeling like chucking your muscle
You're raging and I didn't even get your name
But I guess it never really mattered anyway

Here's some news for you son
It don't matter where you're from
It ain't a bit okay
Are you lookin' to shake?

That girly wanna get her dance on
You're feeling like laying your game down
You're pissing out a fantasy but she don't care
Yeah, your stones are gonna end up in the county jail

Here's some news for you man
It don't matter what you planned
If you come around throwing that shit
You're gonna get it right back in your face

Are you lookin' to shake?

Lifesize ambition
Might be a coffin to your nail
A fight only weakness
Could grow

Jump in and don't think I'm
Sick of ringing your bell
You hit, you fold
The dealer is stealing your show

You gotta be so bold
So why you limp away?
Ain't gonna be no shake?