Lyrics


Lake Michigan

Here we are in the back of the car,
sinking down to the bottom of the lake,
Lake Michigan, oh no I never thought I’d ever see the day

We’re in the backseat,
We’re ho-ho-holding hands,
there’s a distressed look,
so much for our big plans,
this is our coffin it’s an iroc-z and we’re sinking down to the lake.

Something puzzles me as I descend,
there’s only boys down here, there’s only boys,
it’s a pattern, it’s a well-known fact, at the bottom of the lake,

Here we are in the back of the car,
sinking fast, watching couples of the past,
float past us it’s a sickly sight, at the bottom of the lake

All I can think about is what I’m supposed to say, in a near death experience what’s one supposed to say?
We can be friends?

Here we are in the back of the car,
sinking down to the bottom of the lake,
Lake Michigan, oh no I never thought I’d ever see the day

We’re in the backseat,
We’re ho-ho-holding hands,
there’s a distressed look,
so much for our big plans,
this is our coffin it’s an iroc-z and we’re sinking down to the lake.

Little Boots, Jacket and Wig

It’s like we took their land and threw it to the maps,
and people get relaxed,
they decided that we’d invite ourselves in,
And a thousand years go by and a thousand more have died,
and humans get distracted,
they forget what a god-damn mess we have made

And I look back sometimes I pull a muscle,
Sometimes I strain my neck,
so then I dress up in little boots, jacket and wig,
for my history time-travel gig,

And I’d like to think that I could make a difference in time,
I could make a difference this time!
but I hate to say, I’d probably be strung up and killed,
I can be tragically killed

And he knelt beside me and he looked into my eyes,
And for a brief moment we cried,
he had realized what I had I had tried to do.

But I look back sometimes I pull a muscle,
Sometimes I strain my neck,
so then I dress up in little boots, jacket and wig,
for my history time-travel gig,

And I’d like to say that I could make a difference in time,
I could make a difference this time!
Though I know I’m right, I’d probably be strung up and killed,
I can be tragically killed

Ooh lala Ooh lala Ooh lala Ooh
He knelt beside me, fingered my wound,
we kissed, it was so death-defying
He knelt beside me, I looked into his eyes and we kissed my darling
And it’s gonna be alright, time-traveling tonight

Maiden Name

I went to bed but my body was a mess,
Covered in blood and some fur, wearing a dress

La La La x4

It was a pass-time, now it’s complicated,
Flight Pattern interrupted,
We’re a very strange people,
To find purpose in a steeple

My extra appendages work just like the rest,
Scales cover my body, stitches sew up my chest

La La La x4

It’s a backwards composure,
To find faith in architecture,
We’re a very strange people,
We’re a very sick people

He (god) helps me forget my mother’s maiden name

La La La x8

It was a pass-time, now it’s complicated,
Flight Pattern interrupted,
We’re a very strange people,
To find purpose in a steeple

He (god) helps me forget my mother’s maiden name

Backseat Chemicals

In the backseat we take chemicals,
Because they make us see double,
We’re in trouble again,

 In the front row, I flashed my kidney stones
Boys dropped their jaws when I hustle,
Hustle bustle again,

Help me paint a tail,
right between my legs,
use beige and turquoise green,
push me I careen,
on the face of your lap,
a contour map,

Build a fortress, pack our pillows tight,
God’s might, that seems to be our plight,
We’re befuddled again

In the front seat, harvest chemicals,
Because they get us in trouble,
We’re so alone again, we’re so alone again,

I keep looking back,
Count the stitches stacked,
Blood seems to lube our ride,
Please don’t slow your stride,
As you spill on my map,
A contour map

Heal My Steel

I met most of my current boyfriends while surfing the web,
trust me these guys are for reals
Co-habitable but swept aside

You could make me feel,
You could heal my steel!

Penis in the pantry at your parent’s house,
Next to the Wheat Thins and the Gushers Fruit Snacks,
There’s something about the way you sip your big gulp, 44 oz.
as it rests against your cheek, and the perspiration makes me weak

You could make me feel,
You could heal my steel!

I hold my tits and poke at my stomach,
Look in my mirror oh would it make you sick?,
You don’t notice because you’re combing around,
love me twice then and maybe settle down,
(repeat)

The Gift of Rejection

In my stomach there’s an ocean,
And it’s over-fished of its emotions,
And they’re trap-trap-trapping my organs,
They‘re crying out to each other in secret speech

In my throat it’s global warming,
You can feel it heating up, holding my hand,
Faltering migration of my psyche,
And I don’t know where to go

I am haunted by the ghosts of animals I have eaten,
And we decided no more gluten,
So we can fly my body like a pinkish kite…
…In the Air! Wind catches on the wingspan of my over-bite

I am haunted by a grayish colored ghost,
Floating with an empty cigarette and Diet Coke,

I think it’s selfish to think,
That I’ll die and receive spiritual relief
(repeat)

Just lay me against a tree, and let bears and insects devour me,
And hopefully I’ll pass along to you the greatest gift:
A sense of rejection

I am haunted by a grayish colored ghost,
Floating with an empty cigarette and Diet Coke,

I think it’s selfish to think,
That I’ll die and receive spiritual relief

A Sense of Rejection!!!

And I don’t know where to go…

Energy Bars and Diet Cokes

It’s a stacked shack and it’s sparkling
It glistens like a buttery bride
And I fork it to death and it brings me to pain,
it begs me to eat it and I can not refrain

And I know that this can’t last forever because my heart will hemorrhage its blood, it will swallow me up all my fat all my skin, with a putrid caress and a flood

Now let’s start a bit backwards,
I’m an eating disorder with eyes,
and I vomit to say, and I say with dismay,
“I’ll gorge myself until I die”

And I know that this can’t last forever, because not everything fits under my tits, not energy bars and diet cokes, as I smear them all over my lips

I know that I can seem desperate
but I want to sorta feel confident,
I know that I’m fat but this fat it will contract
and I’ll be thin
…I swear to god