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"Slow Poisons"

(words and music by B. Senn)

Can’t spill the words to kill the time
There are three of every kind
Vision blurred from thoughts in mind
Liquor kill these fears of mine
Pull it hard and bring the numb
I will shine and the devil run
It all makes sense but it’s never done
If it were true, wouldn’t hide your gun
Wish you could see straight into my mind
It’s not what you think, theres no open doors
Sometimes it’s the loneliest place I find
If I were brave I’d drop to the floor
Drowns my heart, burns like the sun
Smoke takes lung, let it be done
Isn’t it truth that leaves my tongue?
Now you will know who I’ve become
Trying to wake, pulling lines
The devil will run and I will shine
If that were true then you’d be mine
A bed for sleep, to it I’d be blind



"Vacations"

(words and music by H. Morris)

We’re together all alone
Procreating happy homes
Saw it coming all along
Acting like there’s nothing wrong
Sooner or later it dissolves
Vacations for us all
Don’t mind if I do say
I’m so so sorry, you can’t help me
I’ve done nothing now but work
I’ve been to school I’ve been to church
Now I’m seeing what that’s worth
Now I’m falling back to earth
You can catch me if you can
It don’t matter where we land
Don’t mind if I do say
I’m so so sorry, you can’t help me
Don’t mind if I do say...
We’re together all alone
Procreating happy homes
Don’t mind if I do say
I’m so so sorry, you can’t help me



"Bleed-Through"

(words and music by B. Senn)

Cut the cord from the common plan
Made our minds up we understand
Took a rain check from the enemy
The enemy we see is clearly me
I know you can hear my real thoughts
They haunt you too
I know you can feel my real heart
Bleeding through
I don't want anyone to take you
I'm gonna make you all mine
Pulled our names from an empty hat
Decided that it'd be "this is that"
No questions just cut the fat
Keep It Simple Stupid, time moves fast
Gonna do things our own way
Gonna do things our own way



"In The Marrow"

(words and music by H. Morris)

Wake me when its over son, let me have my rest
Sleep induced by alcohol probably ain’t the best
In the marrow I got lost
Straight and narrow gets tossed off
In the marrow, I got lost
Turn me loose and let me dry, Taste the sour tongue
Ill return to my old life, when all the world was young
In the marrow I got lost
Straight and narrow gets tossed off
In the marrow, I got lost
Lost...



"Best Of The Worst"

(words and music by H. Morris)

You don’t like what you see, that’s alright with me
I can’t say that I much disagree
You don’t like what you hear, you got shit in your ears
Take the breath taken from me
What came first? The pain or the hurt?
Take on the rest , it’s a pissing contest,
the last in the fight to be heard
Put your foot on my head, fight the feeling instead
It’s the best of the rest of the worst
What came first? The pain or the hurt?
What came first? The blood or the thirst?
The kiss or the curse? The pain or the hurt?



"Dead Poetry"

(words and music by B. Senn)

On this dead poets' day
We close our eyes as we pray
For all the hearts beyond absolve
Their marrow dry, their gold facade
A loss for words right from the start
For all the minds beyond our sway
In the dead poets' dark
They have torn out the heart of hearts
And filled the cavity with a cage
A swarm of lost, they set ablaze
The flourished fruit they will abate
A puerile plague that calls alarm
Ink fills the page
Words are erased
And lost in doubt, we carry out
Ink covers sheets
Stone memories
That fade away and lost their place
On this dead poets' day
Corrosion pens a yellow page
And bleeds out rust to song
A choir loud that belt and balk
And simple truth transposed to waltz
Is nothing more then yesterday
I’ll leave this life
If you’ll bury me;
Please leave your heart
In my grave for thieves;
Fight or flight
I’ll be relieved;
This place is
No place to be



"Big City Life"

(words and music by H. Morris)

It all fell apart, It came down hard
We covered our eyes and got hit with the shards
I couldn’t take hold of the big city way
It led me down halls, it led me astray
I needed my home, I needed my wife
I needed to dry my clothes of the big city life
Cause I can’t take the pace and I can’t take the speed
The one thing I’ve found, there’s nothing better than peace
That secret you see, It’ll die with me
That thing that you love, it’ll die with us.
Help this all pas, that’s all that I ask
Build it all back with a lumber that lasts
Dry in the walls make it taller than me
And hand me the keys and please leave quietly.
That secret you see, It’ll die with me
That thing that you love, it’ll die with us.



"Winter Waters"

(words and music by H. Morris)

Take me to the river
Take my clothes off
I don’t want you to see this
Go on boy, get lost
There’s no water cold enough for me
And winter waters carry me off
You can go tell the others
That I’ve gone over the falls
Always done what I said I’d do
And I’ll miss you most of all
Try and survive how I taught you to
And winter waters carry me off
Winter waters carry me off


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