Comeback Thursday

Comeback Thursday... Thursday. Want to see a storm? And it must sting living lean like an olive and it must sting when you don't trust your own sight, and you must think that there's no one else as alone as you are, and you must know for once in your life you're right. And I will be relentless. Come back Thursday, want to see a storm?

Bad Things

Motionless, slow and melted, tilted downward like a dying bird. Is anybody here? Her nose was bleeding red like gunpowder. I have seen the wind blow through her. The people in here are sick and cold. Motionless wearing strange wings, doing bad things, dripping wet like glass. Are you hearing this? But if I wait and come inside you will you let me back tomorrow. Is anybody home at all?

Thin as Clouds

We've all been up for days, and I've been splitting sound chewing pills out on the street and we all are as thin as clouds but all the people out here have drowned all hearts and drowned all hands they're half way out and they're half way down that leaves them... needing. We want each others tongues, all the right liquids mixing now your eyes are big as lemons, sweet young fingers and warm sweet mouths, but all the people out here are moving every ways at once they're too far past and they're too far south that leaves them... needing.

Foreign Devils on the Silk Road

Fool, you left the camels bleeding... bleeding, waiting for me in the scorching hot sun. Warm. You're swelling like a thumb... dying. Fool, my legs are torn and scratched and needing... needing needing the help of your soft sticky hands. Warm. They watch us with their syrup slow eyes. Warm. Just pretend you don't see their bleeding brown warm legs.

Weightless

Since I stood you on your head and told you you don't know the way I feel and you don't see the things I see. Well, you've been walking home alone and shaking weightless like a sparrow bone. You know my mind is like water and I'm silver like eels and I am better left all alone. But water's a lie and I am a liar can you see this yet? I was born and bred hard as stone smooth like kerosene aching and soaking wet. Gasoline night time, silver eyes promise you thousands of sour lies, grey like eels. Since I stood you on your head and told you, you don't know the way I feel and you don't see the things I see. Well I've been watching your eyes for some sign of betrayal, a certain courage I thought you might find, a little curl of your lips, a little shudder of a wing a little screaming to keep me in line.

Plus More

Left alone, all I need is to be left alone, but you can't wait though. I've become someone else's nightmare, for ten years that I left overwhelmed, that my own soul had quickly been forgotten and my patience grows thinner, as does all my time. Left alone, all I need is to be left alone, but you can't wait though... warm and screaming, sad and leaving.

Lemonade

Chandra fucked my loneliness away, at least for a minute or two, lemonade. I just fucked my loneliness away, it helped me for a minute or two, a lemonade. I just beat my loneliness away, it helped me for a minute or two, a lemonade. She is another way to feed that slow. Chandra fucked my loneliness away, at least for a minute or two, a lemonade. I just fucked my loneliness away, it helped me for a minute or two, a lemonade. I just beat my loneliness away nothing else left here to do, a lemonade.

Well Fed

I am so full of anger I don't even need to eat. I've got so much fucking juice man eating speed warm, thick and sweet. And I wish I was a rich man, I'd steal that little girl's steep soul. And I wish I wasn't so fucked and had a little more control. You look at me like I don't mean it. You look at me like I don't care. You look at me like I've got horns and a tail. You look at me like I'm nowhere. I am so full of anger I don't even need to eat. I've got so much fucking juice man eating speed warm, thick and sweet. I've got so much fucking flow. I've got so much fucking grace. If you try to step up to me I'll have to put you in your place.

Cursor

South east Tyger river is swollen and all the divers were left there to die, swimming in circles like lizards under blackened and swollen skies. They're nothing but cold little demons; they're nothing but scared little mice. They're nothing but cold little demons, swimming back and forth under the ice. I called to tell you I am drowning. I called to say that I am drowned. The dirt around my feet can whisper. The dirt around here screams out loud. See. The people that I know won't touch me; they stay as far as they can be. I guess they think that they can't trust me, and I can't kill what I can't see. See. South east Tyger river is swollen and all the divers were left there to die, swimming in circles like lizards under blackened and swollen skies. They're nothing but cold little demons; they're nothing but cold little mice. They're nothing but sad little demons, swimming back and forth under the ice. I called to tell you I am drowning.

Wash (You Glow)

It's very simple, we live like centipedes and die like wasps. When it's all over we lived like wasps and died in herds. You are so sad you glow.

Cleaner

She died during a thunderstorm, on the darkest morning in years, and I was ruined and undone and left raining like a leaf. It was fourteen degrees below on a screeching March 23. Don't look me in the eyes now, there ain't nothing in there to see. Jet black, slick and wide and glued to the walls. Last night the whole of hell came down to bathe and dine with us and I met the strangest woman with skin that smelled like rust. She said "I've been in a crowd of thousands and each one had eyes like you. Yes, I've been in front of millions and they all had eyes like you. Jet black, slick and wide and glued to the walls."

JJ Slow

I am dust. I live like bees. I bite like wasps. I love the way you watch me. I crawl the floors. I bleed like lakes. I'll tear the hands that touch me. I cannot see you anymore. All I see now is water. I feel so old, I look so bad. I think that God forgot me. Don't say a word I'm almost there. I love the way you watch me. I am dust.

Strangely Folded

I don't want. I don't need. You are strange; you are strange. You need it. You want it. We have folded. Oh my God, it's only ever you here again but I just thought I'd go out with a little bit more style. Oh my God, it's only ever you here to save the world. I just want you to leave me alone for a while. Strangely folded. I don't want. I don't need. You are strange; you are strange. You need it. You want it. We have folded. Strangely folded.

Words by Troy Von Balthazar