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I was a white feather
Hell-bent for leather
Brutish hammerhead
Got loose for bread
And phrenetic pleasure
I threw fits and starts, writhen
Made ghosts, sought decay, raze
Bad math, bad meth, night born
A little wretch and easy makes
I was told to act like a miracle
But I'm a total disgrace
I planned on holding my head high
But I lost my way
I was a brittle weeper
A trill believer
Hacksaw haircut
And ill-fitting clothes
But I'm no honeycreeper
Live wrong, live long, prowling
Sacred charge, small mercies, fraught
Uneasy and unclean, wary
I stalk divine beasts
I was told to act like a miracle
But I'm a total disgrace
I planned on holding my head high
But I lost my way
Unfaithful
Come in close
Altarpiece
Welcome home
I was told to act like a miracle
But I'm a total disgrace
I planned on holding my head high
But I lost my way
Have you ever met yourself?
I was insufferable
I tried to live like an honest man
But it's a closing circle
- Album:
- I’m Not The Man That I Thought I’d Be
- Pines (7")
- Cognicide
- New Mexican Disaster Squad/Western Addiction (Split)
- Pines
- New Mexican Disaster Squad / Western Addition
- Rock Against Floyd
- Free Fat Sampler
- Plea for Peace, Volume 2
- Remember to Dismember
- PROTECT: A Benefit for the National Association to...
- Wrecktrospective
- Plea for Peace, Vol. 2
- New Mexican Disaster Squad & Western Addiction
- New Mexican Disaster Squad / Western Addiction Split
- Tremulous
- Masscult, Vulgarians and Entitlement