Without ceremony, here you go:
“I don't believe in your institutions. I did what you want me to. Like the cancer in your system, I've got a little surprise for you.”
“So what, what does it matter now? I was swimming in the haze now I crawl on the ground and everything I never liked about you… is kind of seeping into me”1
“I wanna fuck you like an animal. I wanna feel you from the inside”2
“Need to contaminate, to alleviate this loneliness.”
“I don't know what I am I don't know where I've been, human junk just words and so much skin.”
“Covered in hope and Vaseline, still cannot fix this broken machine. Watching the hole, it used to be mine, just watching it burn in my steady systematic decline.”3
“I'm down to just one thing and I'm starting to scare myself.”
“Why am I seething with this animosity? I think you owe me a great big apology.”
“Lay my hands on heaven and the sun and the moon and the stars while the devil wants to fuck me in the back of his car.”
“Wrap my eyes in bandages; confessions I see through. I get everything I want when I get part of you.”
'“Will you bite the hand that feeds? Will you chew until it bleeds?”
“I've got my head, but my head is unraveling, can't keep control; can't keep track of where it's traveling.”
“Well the tiniest little dot caught my eye and it turned out to be a scab, and I had this funny feeling like I just knew it's something bad. I just couldn't leave it alone… I kept picking at the scab. It was a doorway trying to seal itself shut.
But I climbed through.”“My god pouts on the cover of the magazine. My god's a shallow little bitch trying to make the scene”
“Where is everybody?”
For those of you who fear becoming your fathers.
Bottom dysphoria? No! Fingering enthusiasm!
Trent sings the atrophy blues.