The Earth is hungry. Its heart throbs and demands cleansing. The Earth is also thirsty

Last Updated [29/1/25]

Hell has a name-"satan's den" got the lock on the trailer, got the tape recorder in he's gonna strap her to the bed, spread apart her legs and pull the soul out of the body that its in and when he's done he will give her to the earth a starving animal will always feed god as his witness he'll smile as he watches her bones slide between its teeth never grow old, never grow old in the land where she'll never grow old never grow old, never grow old in the land where she'll never grow old give it up for the milk carton angel soaked in vomit, tied up at the kitchen table choking on the chicken bones, a plate of mashed potatoes her momma screaming "come on, bitch, chew and swallow" when she's done she will give her to the earth wrap her in bags on the side of the road god as her witness she'll smile as she sets her on fire and watches her go

You're keeping in step In the line Got your chin held high and you feel just fine 'Cause you do What you're told But inside your heart it is black and it's hollow and it's cold Just how deep do you believe? Will you bite the hand that feeds? Will you chew until it bleeds? Can you get up off your knees? Are you brave enough to see? Do you wanna change it? What if this whole crusade's a charade And behind it all there's a price to be paid For the blood on which we dine Justified in the name of the holy and the divine Just how deep do you believe? Will you bite the hand that feeds? Will you chew until it bleeds? Can you get up off your knees? Are you brave enough to see? Do you wanna change it? So naive I keep holding on to what I wanna believe I can see But I keep holding on and on and on and on Will you bite the hand that feeds you? Will you stay down on your knees? Will you bite the hand that feeds you? Will you stay down on your knees? Will you bite the hand that feeds you? Will you stay down on your knees? Will you bite the hand that feeds you? Will you stay down on your knees? Will you bite the hand that feeds you? Will you stay down on your knees? Will you bite the hand that feeds you? Will you stay down on your knees? Will you bite the hand that feeds you? Will you stay down on your knees? Will you bite the hand that feeds you? Will you stay down on your knees?

Bullshit, love, bullshit, love is bullshit I am not allowed to have feelings Feelings would complicate this I'm a stupid ugly stuttering asshole And there's no dignity in my anger Mind if I cough in your ear all night? Mind if I resent you for a year tonight? I am not the type of man Who can fall asleep in someone else's arms I love you, sometimes I love you But it's hard to say, there are times when I don't love I can't love anything in this world I want you to know, I want you to know I want you to know that I'm But I hope that you're I hope that you're a- It doesn't matter what I say If you don't say anything in response The final phrase of my last sentence Hangs in the air, sounding stupider and stupider Why can't you at least laugh? I tried so hard to find the right words But it's a matter of timing, you only have so long To capture the feeling before it's gone Here is a demo of my latest sentence I'll fill in the good parts later I'll make it fit together real nice And cut out all the "likes" Two days ago, it was really bad I couldn't get my head straight all day And everything you said seemed to have an edge You were disappointed, and I didn't know why Eventually, it came to a head Over something as stupid as making coffee You said it was a mistake to ever try and help me Then, you went in the kitchen I drove off to go buy some stuff Which was a mistake because I didn't want to come back I just sat in the parking lot And dabbed at my thumb, which was bleeding for some reason Leaving a trail of red blossoms on the napkin I felt sick and I didn't know what to do How long would it be before I could face you? Flash back to the first angry song I had to hide from you It goes like this, "I am hiding from you at the QFC, QFC, QFC" Michael and Brian broke up today But we're not like them, no, we're nothing like them Frankie and Ava broke up today But we're not like them, no, we're nothing like them Felice and Lanky broke up today But we're not like them, no, nothing like them John and Yoko separated for a year But we're not like them, no, nothing like them The Beatles broke up today But we're not like them, no, we're nothing like them Paul said, "I just started doubting everything I did" But you're not like him, no, you're nothing like him Your parents and my parents, well, let's not get into that 'Cause we're not like them, we are nothing like them Degnan and Skippy haven't spoken for a while But we're not like them, no, we're nothing like them, no

The other night I cried while thinking of having sex with you Not out of desire or shame but some subconscious impulse to feel pain I wiped my tears on my face and neck and the backs of my ears And said, "Now it's sweat, now it's sweat, it's sweat now" Just to see you It's such a treasure But when I feel you My flesh yields no pleasure And honey I'm cultured I'm very sex positive So what is this feeling? It ain't so positive I can't tell you if I like it, I like it What happens if I don't like it? I like it I can't tell you if I like it, I like it What happens if I don't like it? It's only OK, so I've been reading all the sex blogs And they all talk about how OK it is to be gay And straight and bisexual and asexual And have sex however you like But I don't care about hundreds of hypothetical people And their hypothetical sex deals I care about me, and my sex deal! What about my problems? Baby, my body Constantly betrays me I try to betray it I only hurt myself Yeah, yeah I can't tell you if I like it, I like it What happens if I don't like it? I like it I can't tell you if I like it, I like it What happens if I don't like it? It's only- It's only sex It's only It's only sex C'mon, sexual desire, speak! I want to hold you tight I want to feel your love physically I want to sleep with you But only in the literal sense I can't tell you if I like it, I like it What happens if I don't like it? I like you I can't tell you if I like it, I like it What happens if I don't like it? It's only- I can't tell you if I like it, I like it What happens if I don't like it? I like it I can't tell you if I like it, I like it What happens if I don't like it? It's only- It's only sex (it's only sex) It's only- It's only sex (no, it's not) It's only sex It's only- It's only sex It's only sex It's only-

I wanted you to know That I am ready to go, heartbeat My heartbeat I wanted you to know Whenever you are around, can't speak I can't speak I wanted you to know That I am ready to go, heartbeat My heartbeat I wanted you to know Whenever you are around, can't speak I can't speak I know what your boy like Skinny tie and a cuff type He go and make breakfast You walk around naked I might just text you Turn your phone over, when it's all over No settling down, my text go to your screen You know better than that I come around when you least expect me I'm sitting at the bar when your glass is empty You thinking that this song's coming on to tempt me I need to be alone like the way you left me You start calling, you start crying I come over, I'm inside you I can't find you, the girl that I once had But the sex that we have isn't half bad The text say that "It's not fair" That's code for "He's not here" And I'm-a flirt with this new girl And I'm-a call if it don't work So we fuck till we come to conclusions All the things that we thought we was losing I'm a ghost and you know this That's why we broke up in the first place Cause I wanted you to know That I am ready to go, heartbeat My heartbeat I wanted you to know Whenever you are around, can't speak I can't speak I wanted you to know That I am ready to go, heartbeat My heartbeat I wanted you to know Whenever you are around, can't speak I can't speak It's late night Thursday I know that you heard me But you don't want the same thing Well two can play that game So I'm chilling with my girlfriend But she not my real girlfriend She got a key to my place but She's not my real girlfriend Stupid, so dummy Say the wrong thing and wrong girls come runnin' I'm paranoid that these girls want something from me And it's hard to make a dime go one hundred And my dude freakin' out over a worse fate She on time, but she late for they first date Cause he went and tried out a new condom Slipped off in a threesome--good problems? Right? Wrong Askin' him if she gonna play games With the super smash brothers, but none of them you I miss the sex when you kiss whenever you through Sixty-nine is the only dinner for two I was wrong, but would you have listened to you? Uh, you were crazy I got a heart, but the artichoke Is the only thing girls want when you in that stroke And like I wanted you to know That I am ready to go, heartbeat My heartbeat I wanted you to know Whenever you are around, can't speak I can't speak I wanted you to know That I am ready to go, heartbeat My heartbeat I wanted you to know Whenever you are around, can't speak I can't speak So we're done? This the real shit? We used to hold hands like field trips I'm a jerk, but your dude is a real dick I read his post on your wall and I feel sick He ain't cool, he ball and all that But he just a fake nigga who blog in all caps You couldn't wait to date I'm going straight for your thighs like the cake you ate I give a fuck about the niggas that you say you ate You know that I’m the best when I’m a-fake-tionate I'm the best that you had, face it J and Keyshia are related: racist I give you money, then you burn me, then you made off She ain't a killer, but she'd fucking blow your head off I know he wondering, "What the fuck you hiding?" That we dated like raps about Bin Laden Ayo, fuck this Are we dating? Are we fucking? Are we best friends? Are we something in between that? I wish we never fucked, and I mean that But not really, you say the nastiest shit in bed and it’s fuckin’ awesome

Want to love ya Want to bug ya Want to squeeze ya Stupid girl Want to touch ya Want to take ya Want to shut ya Stupid girl I can't take this Born to break this She's going away, she's going away What's wrong with my life today? She's going away, she's going away What's wrong with my life today? Stupid girl, stupid girl I'm a loner, I'm a loser I'm a winner, in my mind I'm a bad one, I'm a good one I'm a sick one with a smile I can't take this Born to break this She's going away, she's going away What's wrong with my life today? She's going away, she's going away What's wrong with my life today? What's wrong with my life today? She's going away, she's going away What's wrong with my life today? Stupid girl, stupid girl Stupid girl, stupid girl She's going away, she's going away What's wrong with my life today? She's going away, she's going away What's wrong with my life today? What's wrong with my life today? She's going away, she's going away What's wrong with my life today? Stupid girl, stupid girl Stupid girl, stupid girl

I hear him screaming like late-night white trash TV stations Black combat boots pacing in through the school building He's gonna fight the good fight, the noble war He's gonna fight the good fight, the noble war Yeah, my baby has a baby, but it's not me It's an AK47 semi-automatic gun and He loves her more than he loves me "I don't care what you say; if you ever touch him again, I will freakin' kill you" "I'm gonna pull out the goddamn shotgun and blow your damn head off" "Do you understand? You little worthless piece of crap!" Gunslinger, black duster, delusions of a western He wears his hat on backwards, sets fire to his locker He's gonna fight the good fight, the noble war He's gonna fight the good fight, the noble war Yeah, my baby has a baby, but it's not me It's an AK47 semi-automatic gun and He loves her more than he loves me I'll bet you've never seen the smile Of a Savage-Springfield 67H With his blurry face and cracked voice Gone through VHS tapes "Then you get guts all over the place, then somebody's gonna have to clean it up and the janitors get mad" "Uh, I think we'll just use my A.E.B-10 machine pistol on him, probably" "Maybe the rocket launcher" Yeah, my baby has a baby, but it's not me

Mother, please forgive me I just had to get out all my pain and suffering Now that I am done Remember I will always love you I′m your son Little child Looking so pretty Come out and play I'll be your daddy Innocent child Looking so sweet I′ll rape your mind And now your flesh I reap You raped, I feel dirty It hurt as a child Tied down, "That's a good boy" And fuck your own child I scream, no one hears me It hurt, I'm not a liar My God, saw you watch Mommy, why your own child? Little child Looking so pretty Come out and play I′ll be your daddy You raped, I feel dirty It hurt as a child Tied down, "That′s a good boy" And fuck your own child I scream, no one hears me It hurt, I'm not a liar My God, saw you watch Mommy, why? It′s alright You raped, I feel dirty It hurt, as a child Tied down, "That's a good boy" And fuck your own child I weep, no one hears me It hurt, as a child Tied down, no one hit me And raped your own child I′m sick, no one hears me It hurt as a child Tied down, "That's a good boy" You fucked your own child I speak, no one hears me It hurt as a child Tied down, no one hears me Mommy, why your own child? I didn′t touch you there Mommy said she didn't care I didn't touch you there That′s why mommy stopped and stared Little child Looking so sweet I rape your mind And not your flesh I eat You raped, I feel dirty It hurt as a child Tied down, "That′s a good boy" And fuck your own child I scream, no one hears me It hurt, I'm not a liar My God, saw you watch Mommy, why your own child? You raped, I feel dirty It hurt, I′m not a liar My God, saw you watching Daddy, why your own child? Yeah, I scream, no one hears me It hurt, I'm not a liar My God, saw you watch Mommy, why your own child? You raped, I feel dirty It hurt, not a liar My God, saw you watching Mommy, why your own child? I scream, no one hears me It hurt, I′m not a liar My God, saw you watch Mommy, why? bridge I fuckin' hate you Oh, you fucker Motherfucker, I fuckin′ hate you Fuck you, you son of a bitch You fuckin' ruined my life I wanted to die I'm sick of it, motherfucker bridge You fuckin′ bitch I hate you I fuckin′ hate you I hate you Piece of shit Why? When I awake, I'll see your face When I awake, I′ll see your light When I awake, I'll see your face When I awake, I′ll see your light Mother, awake me from my dreams Mother, awake me in Thy light Hand in hand, we are dancing together Dancing together in Thy Light When I awake, I'll see your face When I awake, I′ll see your light When I awake, I'll see your face When I awake, I'll see your light Mother, awake me from my dreams Mother, awake me in Thy light Hand in hand Hi, Geri Uh, is it okay if I come over and take a look at your exhaust manifold on your Dodge Dart? I′ve got a piece missing somewhere on mine, and I′m not sure what it is I wanna see what you got on yours, ha-ha Throttle lever strikes dash-pot rod, the rod must push diaphragm back Before it can move back, air must be pushed up in This causes the diaphragm to move slowly when the throttle valve is moved away Stream will force diaphragm out, the air must now vent, dash-pot is ready to work again (Mm, see this?) I don't care what that- (The rod, that they′re talking about-) I don't care what that looks like Geri, I′m telling you what the dash-pot is Where's the dash-pot on here, Geri? (I don′t know) Dash-pot is inside, Geri, where it's hooked up at outro And that is not made-, that is not made to regulate the fuckin' choke goin′ back and forth! (And that′s not the end-loader?) That's so you can get pure fuel in there As soon as you start cranking it over, whoa! It will start sucking, and when I start sucking, this choke here- ′Cause you can't just have pure fuel, it won′t light, you have to have a little bit of oxygen It sucks open and it cracks the choke like this And that's how that works (That is not what you just said) I said no, Geri, the heating is the motherfucking spring! This one here, as soon as you start turnin′ over the engine It's supposed to pull it back when the vacuum starts When the vacuum starts, nothin' to do with fuckin′ heat, vacuum (Why are you screaming?) Because you said-, you said, "It′s supposed to work off heat!" no, Geri (You said, "As the car gradually warms up...") As it gradually warms up, this motherfucker with the coil, the spring, opens it up This has already done its job, the only thing its job is to do is when you're cranking the engine up After it′s been choked, all it does is pull back, and it cracks it open just a pinch (Then you don't know what it′s called) The Choke Vacuum Diaphragm (okay) I mean, it's right there in the book (Sure it is) Oh, God, you′re a hard, hard woman to live with (If it was right here in the book, I would have found it) Oh, you motherfucker, you asshole, you stupid son of a bitch, you showed it to me! (What?) You showed me the goddamn thing in the book what it was called, that's what I knew what it was! (Get out of here and quit yelling at me) No, Geri, you're fucked! (I haven′t seen that in there) "I haven′t seen it," you stupid son of a bitch (That vacuum thing? Yes) (We don't know what the little business is) (It doesn′t explain anything, I haven't read anything that explains that) I told you what it says (yeah, you did, yes, yesterday) I just told you what it did And you′re sittin' there saying you never saw that before And yet you′re the one that fuckin' showed me it, Geri (You stink like gas) (I told you that fuckin' fuel filter was not on there) (It′s not that fuckin′ orange business hanging across the goddamn business) Let's try rebuilding the fucking carburetor first, Geri Let me tell you something, Geri Let me tell you a little secret, Geri (Don′t tell me any secrets, be quiet) Oh, man, I quit, I am fed up, I mean I tell you something, and you fuckin' don′t believe me You show me something, and you still don't fuckin′ believe me (I can't show you anything, Michael, because your head is blank) Well, you're sitting there telling me that motherfucker isn′t that Well, that′s not how it works Well, Geri, a mechanic told me that's how it works (Who′s talking about the truck? We're talking about-) A Dodge Dart, on slant 6 (You have lost your mind) What are you talkin′ about? (My God)

No escape from your fate Destined to be mine Every night I wait to see In the night, watching Stalking your every move I know when you're alone All alone Tied tight to the bed legs spread open Bruised flesh, lacerations Skin stained with blood I'm the only one you love I feel her heart beating My knife deep inside Her crotch is bleeding She liked the way it felt inside her Fucking her, harder, harder She liked the way it felt inside her Fucking her, harder, harder Stick it in Rip the skin Carve and twist Torn flesh From behind I cut her crotch In her ass I stuck my cock Killing as I cum