My wretched ruin of righteousness
Let this truth sink in
In this field of flooded light
Are you seraphim or scorpion?

Your face a stoic question
Is it my path that begs you to press on
Is it symphonic(ly) set?

And that weight you carry with you
Would it be lessened if i kissed you?
Make the space the hem is let.

My sincere and sweet obsessions
Are but vanishing point lessons i might
Soon forget


I smell metal
I smell metal
I smell metal
On your skin


Go now and leave me I might lie to keep you
Lie to keep you
Run your one chance won’t chase you
Lie to keep you
Lie to keep you
Oh, you’re in danger I might lie to keep you
Lie to keep you
I’d lie
I’d lie
I’d lie

Brush the menthol ash
From your coquettish collar bones
With our senses now deprived
Are you tigerseye
Or truth’s touchstone?

I know you speak to jesus
Call in sick he doesn’t need us
Let the vines grow ‘ore

And you can marry him come winter
Baby se simper erat e se simper
Know my place in all this lore

You’re collide - i - scope- ing forward
Your hand perched to push my door


And I smell metal
I smell metal
Heat like metal
On your skin


Go now and leave me I might lie to keep you
Lie to keep you
Run your one chance won’t chase you
Lie to keep you
Lie to keep you
Oh, you’re in danger I might lie to keep you
Lie to keep you
I’d lie
I’d lie
I’d lie


Do you think you’ll want me
When you discover I’m human fallible and ugly
Oh the patient price of birth

Recently my own lyrical stories don’t do it for me
In fact, i find them derivative and hollow and boring
But it's how I’ve chosen to spend my days on earth
Listen to this


A blood flower moon rose so bright and red over the flattest of all flat lands
That I convinced myself of the reality of the rapture
But with no gas stations for miles and miles and miles
I played it off to you as a joke

Months before
On a ride
In a strangers car
Through significant Chicago snow
To a future friends studio
I’d felt the fear before
An ending before beginning

Coming clean
I am center of gravity startled
I am a shaken up pressurized uncorked bottle
I’m an ant on a screw drivers tip in a tool box in the suburbs
I am useless
In the presence of my own ignorance
God you're the prevalence of my own ignorance


Tell me you know
Surely you do
All of the things I want to
Do to you


Tell me you know
I don’t suffer fools
All of the things i want to
Do to you

Come rapture moon
Come rapture moon
Come rapture moon
Come rapture moon

Come rapture come on come on rapture
Come rapture come on come on rapture
Fuck that rapture that mother fucking rapture
Come on rapture come on rapture
Come rapture moon
Come rapture moon