hope

there's a life
inside myself
that's trying to work
itself free
from all this anger
from all this hate 
from all the fear
that's choking me
clear my mind
of endless static
throw me out
a rescue rope
I know somewhere
in this wretched 
heart of mine
there is hope

I remember
every beating
every fist
every threat
I have ingested
drugs and drinking
but still somehow
I can't forget
clear my mind
of all these memories
another pill
another smoke
prove to me
that all's not broken
help me brother
give me hope

tonight I lay
alone in bed
like tomorrow's just
another day
but morning comes
and my aching head
only hears the echoes
of yesterday
clear my mind
of all the lies
I believed
all they spoke
show me that
it's not impossible
if you dare
give me hope

get myself a gun

I got a list
of chores I have to do today
hot coffee at dawn
later on mow the lawn
news to read and bills to pay
so I can't stay
gonna do what I say
and on the way
I gotta get myself a gun

the people have spoken
as is their historical right
lots of hate-filled folks
have cast their votes
and they want their country
white, white, white
I'm walking out that door
gonna drive to the store
buy something they can't ignore
I'm gonna get myself a gun

so go ahead
let the fun begin
I know it's time
I know what's on my mind
I know the darkness of my skin
and I know what's true
I'm watching everything you do
and I'm looking right at you
(let me memorize your face)
I'm gonna get myself a gun
I'm gonna get myself a gun
(yeah, you better start running)
I'm gonna get myself a gun

I'm watching everything you do

I want to see some buildings burn

I am so filled with hate.

I know, farmboy, I know. I'm sorry for all this.

You don't have to be sorry, man. I don't hate you. I don't hate white people. I...I hate that I live in a country where almost half the voters hate people like me who's skin is Brown.

Everybody's saying stay calm. Well, Fuck that shit. I want to see some buildings burn. I don't want deaths, but I'd enjoy seeing those Trump voters get really, really scared. I'm thinking I may have been too fuckin' naive. 

I'm thinking it may be time to get a gun.

I know, farmboy. I don't know what to say. I hope you don't get a gun. But I can't blame you if you do.

Thanks, man. You know, there's more than one reason to have a gun.

What does that mean?

Oh, it's just one of those fun facts you see on TV.

Are you sure?

Of course I'm sure. I'm just saying we live in troubled times, and my being brown, well...

good German

pretend that it's Berlin
in the 1930s
you would've made a good German
a silent mouth
when the country plays dirty
you would've made a good German
no ears to hear
no eyes to see
congratulations
on your loyalty
you would've made a good German

admit defeat
and hide away
you would've made a good German
contribute to
your own decay
you would've made a good German
mindless entertainment
at your fingers to choose
turn on the TV
but don't watch the news
you would've made a good German

go get a number
and forget your name
you would've made a good German
don't look at me
I'm just doing the same
being the good German
delete your conscience 
and pretend it's fine
we're heading toward
the finish line
you would've made a good German
I would've made a good German
we would've made good Germans

oh my God
what have we done

world no more

I got a razor blade
I got my father's gun
I got my bottle of pills
and I've only just begun
I can stand in the middle of the freeway
watch me walk out of the door
I don't want to live
in this world no more

I got a ticking bomb
inside my throbbing brain
and it's going to blow up
any hope that remains
you can save your breath and lectures
I've heard them all before
I don't want to live
in this world no more

teachers and preachers
family and friends
I hate to tell you
but this is how it ends
there's no bells or whistles
I'm always been easy to ignore
I don't want to live 
in this world no more
I don't want to live
in this world no more

a perfectly good asshole

I can't fuckin' believe
exactly how stupid you are
all you give others
is unending grief
you know, God wasted 
a perfectly good asshole
when He gave 
your mouth teeth
because all the shit you say
is gonna bite you
in the ass one day
and then down, down, down
you'll stay
down in the dumps
that's what you get
for voting for Donald...

I don't need anybody

it's okay
it's all right
you don't have to be sorry
I understand
I'm too sad
to put up a fight
nothing ever turns out
the way you plan
the fact is
I don't need anybody
I don't need anybody
I guess that's just how it goes
I don't need anybody
I don't need anybody
and that's all I know

it's fine
I will not fight
I'm experienced at
hearing rejection
sometimes I think
Darwin was right
and my failure's only
natural selection
telling me
I don't need anybody
I don't need anybody
it's the hand I was dealt
I don't need anybody
I don't need anybody
my problem is
I can't live with myself

there's nothing to say
nothing to do
I should've known better
to depend on you
there's nothing to do
nothing to say
I'll get out of your way
because
I don't need anybody
I don't need anybody
that's what I've been learning
my life long
I don't need anybody
I don't need anybody
I was hoping I was wrong