Dead Sober.

dead sober
___________

I'm better off Dead
than Sober..got too
many Muses in My
Head I wish they'd
speak slower..
My Lifes a Roller
Coaster.

But not the kind
for entertainment..
the kind you see
in Final Destination,
when death runs
outta patience...
wow..why does
everything have
to be so Loud?
It's like I'm standin
in the center of
this crowd without
a Mouth.

Nobody Hears My
Words..I spit em
out for the Birds...
3 pennies for
my thought, and thats
two more than they're
worth.

I swear I'm Cursed
with an Irish Gene,
plottin Destruction
on this Earth like
Everyt ime I Drink;
still pour some
Hennessy quick
before I f?ckin freak,
kill all my enemies,
get sent to the shrink.
so they can shoot me
up with thorazine,
feed me
bullshit pills they say
induces my sleep,..
too much caffeine up in
my System as I cringe
and I creep.

I'm an Uncommon
Example of a Synthetic
Animal, created by
Subliminal Channels,
Organic Mammal without
a Cause.

See all the scars across
my Arms? Oh yeah
they're self inflicted..
a razorblade is how
i tolerate these sons-a-bitches...
it eases tension and
keeps me from goin
on killin sprees..
so mind your business
or you might Become
a Memory.

These Haters judge me
because I like to stay drunk
all the time.but I need the
shit to put up with People
or I'll lose my mind.

please don't even
start with all your interventions,
I'm better off passed out
pukin up blood in the kitchen


chorus: Bottle goes up,
whiskey pours down,
then I try to stand, but
I hit the ground; and I'll
probly wake up, bloody
without a friend..but I'll
be screamin f?ck it..
i'm gettin drunk again.
(repeat X2)

V=2
__

You can see me at my
Crucifixion..nailed up
on two microphones
with my tongue missin,
yeah maybe now they'll
listen.

Pick up your Cross and
Follow Me, I'm headed
down a crooked path and
I don't know where it leads,
I guess we'll have to see.

I prayed out to God to
send me down a sign,
but when I opened
up my Eyes I saw an
Angel of Suicide.

I probly shoulda took its
advice but I'm still Alive
and Kickin, asses of these
posers so fast it defies
the laws of physics.

I wish I had a mustard
seed so I could plant some
faith, but all I got's a sack
of weed to smoke my life
away.

never has there ever been
another freak like me,
hooked on misery, pullin
on the plugs to I.V...because
i just dont give a f?ck.
(its all a dream.)


I'm like the Devils Fiddler
playin His Hell upon the
roof, and these motherfuckers
listen cause the shit I Speak
is Truth.

(repeat chorus...
the end.)

j.s.h.

The Devils Water.

The Devils Water.
____________

I've drank the
Devils Water,
one hundred
and ninety nine
Proof..

A Lamb led
to The Slaughter..
(by Hell's fiddler
on The Roof.)
_

The Sky above
turns Red and
Bleeds The Tears
of Fallen Angels..

As Voices of
The Dead
Scream Out.
(and The Heart
Within Me
Strangles.)
__

Vagrants Singing
Scripture hold
their hands up
in the air..

Some hold
Jesus Pictures,
others wail
in False Despair.
__

I sit Alone,
and watch
the Crowd,
entertain their
Shared Delusions..

(and Ironically
they All
seem Proud
to spread
this Mass
Pollution.)


_

to be continued
perhaps...

Angel Eyes and a Devil Heart.

Angels Eyes.
(and a Devil Heart.)
______________

The letter that
she wrote was
done on Paper..
but the Message
in Her Heart was
Onyx Stone.

Still Love,
(that evil bitch)
I can't escape
Her.
(even though
I'm better off
Alone.)

I tried to show
her that I would
be different..
and even wicked
men could make
a change..

yet I don't think
she ever gave a
shit..

(The Truth is
Painted on Her
Pretty Face.)
___

Chorus)

Angel Eyes,
and a Devil
Heart,..
No surprise
Our Love
grew Dark.
I've Fallen by The
Wayside Once
Again..

You will listen
(if you're smart)
and buy your Women
at Wal-Mart...
(and never introduce
em to your Friends.)

Nothing ventured
Nothing gained,
sounds O.K,
but it's a shame,
when Everything
you Love bursts
into Flames.
____

I woke up
drownin in
the stench
of Whiskey..

and lit a cigarette
to wash it down..

but there's not
enough to numb
Loves Hateful
Memory..

(or make you
Wish that She
was Not around.)

Because the
Letter that she
wrote was made
of Paper..

but the Meaning
in her Heart
was onyx Stone..

and Love
(that Evil Bitch)
I can't escape
her.

(even though
I'm Dying Here
Alone.)

(repeat chorus. )

J.Stephen.H.