Crocgaze

take your guitar, open up your stomach

let your guts spread on the floor

say it with it say it with it

bay in the mic, never look behind your back

let their ears bleed in despair's ray

hammer your claw in their heads

take my plastic shoe in-your-face

eat my plastic shoe in-your-ass

I'm A Pornstar

Pornstar

I'm a pornstar

I know you want me

You know you want me

It's raining outside and,

I feel like crying, out loud

Feel like crying at the stars 'cause

Cause it's so fucking harsh

That dick hurts and, I need to live

That money burns so hard

Oh you can call me baby, baby

Tricked since the beginning

I'm looking at the stars and oh

Oh I'm a woman

And I'm the only one, the chosen one

They want me for them, and I'm the only one

And no shell, just a ghost

Nothing in my empty purse

They all count on me 

But what can I do for them ?

What will they do for me

Swallowing their pride

I don't wanna know

Who I belong to

I just wanna belong

To someone who needs me

Already Seen Lowbrows

Wandering in this Penis City
Looking after Julie in the month of July
Sixteen candles you can blow on it
You can blow on the cake so it cools down
So it cools down

You can blow me so I can cool down,
Cool the fuck down, out

Let me sleep, let me be breezy
Pass the joint and let it be easy
Clouds meet together
And all I need is butter
All I need is summer

I'm not old but I'd really like to be old
Old guys can do bad shit and don't care
Pretend they're old timers so young fuckers
Leave them alone dying alone
Sun glows, glows glows
Sea glows, on my eyebrows
My eye's bros

Subway Dreams

Don't you understand ?
Kitty-chan is not my mom
Kill yourself before me
Like you're my hot-rod mama
Baked right now
I got maced the other day
Still baked right now
The fuck did I just smoked
That was good
I like that new Queens of the Stone Age record
Fuck you
I'm at that gate, at the east, the Eastgate
Still fuck you

The Light At The End Of The Tunnel Is A Cigarette

Afwassen voor eerste gebruik
That's just the way she is
Reload reload reload
I made it up
But you're alone, just like me
You do nothing about it

Monster monster, under the blur
Hiding in his disgusting slurs
Turtle spikes and big fat trucks
I like rugs

Sour after
Hour bummer
Endless summer
Premature ending

Texture douce au toucher
Nothing of worth
1 2 1 6
You got that wrong
A storm in Heaven or Las Vegas
And your mind wraps up in
Seafoam from translucid vapor waves

Le rêve s'effondre

tu ne peux qu’espérer

ma bite

tu ne peux qu'espérer

ma bite

tu ne peux qu'espérer

ma bite

tu ne peux qu'espérer

ma bite

tu ne peux qu'espérer

ma bite

tu ne peux qu'espérer

ma bite

tu ne peux qu'espérer

ma bite

tu ne peux qu'espérer

ma bite

tu ne peux qu'espérer

ma bite

tu ne peux qu'espérer

ma bite

tu ne peux qu'espérer

ma bite
tu ne peux qu'espérer

No Right Answers

when I observe them trying
to get something out of nothing
out of non-existent situations
out of their own imaginations

they expect problems everywhere
that's their way to dread
chasing failure at every corner
of every street

how do they see themselves
when looking at their reflections
in past clumsy actions
how do they think of themselves
when the moment's come to judge
their very own meaning in this world

change is life and to live is to evolve
it's hard to accept but worth the try
that's an equation impossible to solve
but when you have no choice, stop pretending