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Ashes
05:28
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ASHES
Oh, you've chewed a hole in me
Edged with lies and packed with grief
I lost a little piece it seems
Somewhere in you
The way you dragged out all my lies
With fingernails like kitchen knives
Just spirals out while you deny
That anything was true
I was an idiot to move
To put my hands anywhere near you
Now I'm an epitaph to you
Oh, you've blown a hole between
Some things that were better left unseen
And now my bones are chewed down clean
Left in the ash of you
Wish I could say that it's been fun
Watching you spit nails while you try to run
But you've forgotten that this mouth is a gun
Packed with the ash of you
You whispered in a voice drunk and wet
Those words you wish I could forget
Each stitch of lyrical bullshit
None of it was true
I was an idiot to lose
My mind in the same room as you
Curled in the same stains there with you
Stuck with your eyes
Those teeth I thought were razorblades
Turned out to be a dead man's maze
And once again I'm crawling out of
Someone else's lies
Oh, you've blown a hole between
Some things that were better left unseen
And now my bones are chewed down clean
Left in the ash of you
Wish I could say that it's been fun
Watching you spit nails while you run
But you've forgotten that this mouth is a gun
Packed with the ash of you
Denial looked so good
Tasted so self-righteous too
Crawling, clawing in the dirt
Does it feel like home?
I wasted too much time
To spend it here on the strangling line
You're running and everything is fine
And I'm loaded with the ash of you
Oh, you've blown a hole between
Some things that were better left unseen
And now my bones are scrubbed down clean
Left in the ash of you
Wish I could say that it's been fun
Watching you spit nails while you try to run
But you've forgotten that my mouth is a gun
And it's loaded with the ash of you
copyright 2015 Johnny Unheimlich
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Burn
03:29
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BURN
You spoke of me
Like property,
Like a thing to be thrown away
Now the venom is in
All the songs that you sing,
And in the things that I seem to say
I'm holding on,
But the reasons are wrong
I'm dragging far down this fucking road
And I'm calling it quits
Before it all goes to shit
Before this body grows too cold
Call me a cheat, a liar
Set this house on fire,
Drag it all down
And just watch it burn
Said I'm a masochist,
Build me a crucifix
I won't apologize for
Ruining your world
Every word you've said
Lodged so deep inside
Call me a quitter,
Say that I'm a mistake
Screaming in my ear,
Because there's nothing to hear
I'm a bastard,
And it's all so fake
Tell evangelists
All the things you'll miss
When you're digging yourself six feet deep
When it's all gone wrong.
Look back on it all
And cry yourself back to sleep
Call me a cheat, a liar
Set this house on fire,
Drag it all down in front
And just watch it burn
Said I'm a masochist,
Build me a crucifix
I won't apologize
For ruining your world
This is a eulogy,
The very death of me
I drag it all out
And watch it all burn down
The voices in my head
Are wishing I was dead
Whisper-silent tell me
Why does it still hurt?
2015 Johnny Unheimlich
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Tell The Worms to Wait
07:31
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TELL THE WORMS TO WAIT
I'm not afraid to leave
I'm just afraid of the leaving
Sign your name at this place
Remind me what we're keeping here
All along
No watchtowers or sentry here
The call goes on
And its getting louder every year
Tell the worms to wait,
This shudder-sickness does me in
Dangling like bait
The answers hiding underneath my skin
Time degrades
And wood goes to rot too
Watching graves
Seemed like a fine thing to do
Tell the worms to wait
I've got my business still to do
Changes underway
The squirming stillness turning blue
I can't outrun the dark
So I'll find a way to outrun fear
Can't keep myself alive
Chewing on the paint chips here
We're still inside
Eat the walls down while we can
Its sugar soft somewhere
Find a way out when we can
Tell the worms to wait
Tell the worms to wait
So where is well?
And what is an end-run to this plan
If there's a hell
Its in a pair of shaking, useless hands
Tell the worms to wait
At least that's what we'll call out in the night
Its not the hate
That's got us boarding windows up at night
copyright 2015 Johnny Unheimlich
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4. |
Leave This Ghost Alone
06:16
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LEAVE THIS GHOST ALONE
Drowned my lies in the sink,
Skirling off to the unknown
Wash off those faces, Wash off those faces
And leave this ghost alone
Skin that's wrong
Grows too long
The smell of it's in my throat
I dig in these nails,
And I harden my scales
And I try to find a new home
There ain't no end in sight
No hand holding my light
And I wash the stains
But the lie will always remain
There ain't no door at the end of this hall
No shining light to answer this call
And I washoff those faces,
Wash off those traces
And the memories they imply
There ain't no light in these eyes
And I hold on, hold on to this
There ain't no lie in these eyes
And I hold on, hold on this
Drowned my lies in the sink,
Skirling off to the unknown
Wash off those faces, Wash off those faces
And leave this ghost alone
copyright 2015 Johnny Unheimlich
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The Fox
06:22
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THE FOX
Hold me down,
Until the sun comes up again
Hold me down,
Keeping tabs on all our ends
Drawing close,
Shadows washing over me
The doors are closed
And everything's gone green
Holding out
For a time to heal a fracture just like this
Crawling home
On broken hands and broken wrists
Going down
In a silent storm of all you were
Lights go out
All in a blur, in a blur
I'm not sorry
I'm not sorry for anything
And I'm not nothing anymore
The fox, he comes
White teeth lighting up the night
In broken bushes stalking
Save me from this final sight
Burning out
These memories swell like a cancer
Suffocate
Waiting for an answer
For all of this, all of this
I'm not sorry
I'm not sorry for anything
And I'm not nothing anymore
I'm not sorry, I'm not sorry
For what you did or where you laid,
or how I"m digging out your grave
I'm breaking bones I'm crashing skulls I'll never call this home again
I'm going down It's burning out in a silent storm of everything that's left
And I'm not sorry, I'm not sorry for anything
Hold me down until the sun comes up again
Hold me down, keeping tabs on every end
The doors are closed, the shadows here all know my name
The doors are closed
copyright 2015 Johnny Unheimlich
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The Wraith
05:18
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THE WRAITH
The sadist in me has
Such hungry teeth tonight
No constellations calling
Me back home to make it right
A renegade of aftermath
A soldier of misfortune now
Bludgeoning the beaten path,
The accusations roll right out
Here's a shout out to the maps that
Made me what I am
Here's a call for all the ghosts not
Scared to take my hand and go
Over the line and underneath
The bleeding mouth
Here's a nightmare song,
An explanation without the how
The wraith in me has
Eyes so pale you'd think they were a lie
What crawls beneath,
Waiting patiently for a place to die?
I'm above and far beyond
A time and space that's simply here to bleed
Make a nest out in the waste and
Let me show you what it means to need
Here's a shout out to the maps that
Made me what I am
Here's a call to all the ghosts not
Scared to take my hand and go
Over the line and underneath
The bleeding mouth
Here's a nightmare song,
An explanation without the how
Soon is never soon enough
To the walking dead, my dear
For those of us misplaced in dust
Grows harder year after year
Our own walls unfamiliar
With cracks we never left,
Our floors stained with scars
We never knew that we could forget
copyright 2015 Johnny Unheimlich
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WHERE THE END OF THE WORLD WAITS
What were those words
You heard the ghosts say?
Creeping inside of these walls,
Making them bleed this way
Sometimes the faces around us
They look so strange and cold
Sometimes the voices beneath us
They sound so terrible
Lets send them away
Deep in the cold
There's a shadow man
Deep in the weeds
There is a broken child waiting for a sign
One waving in green and gold
There's an orchard here
Where the nightmares grow
Send them all home
There's a broken road
Where the end of the world waits
Past the tree that's filled with crows
You will find me where I stay
In between the trees
We will carve ourselves a home
Sometimes they whisper between us
"Oh, it can't be so bad"
Laughing and singing their songs
In shuddering rhymes
Names all around have been gouged in the ground
And they speak like knives
Here In the night
In the coal shaft, my dear
I hear lullabies - shivering sweet
As the breathing slows
I feel the need to apologise
For it all
Sometimes I fear that my muses
Are death in disguise
And sometimes I wonder if roses
Might simply be waiting to tear out our eyes
There's a broken road
Where the end of the world waits
Past the tree that's filled with crows
You will find me where I stay
In between the trees
We will carve ourselves a home
copyright 2015 Johnny Unheimlich
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