In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Tuesday, November 7, 2017
what I'm not supposed to hear
it's not a secret
what you think of me
you put it out there
for all our little world to see
but this time you got me
I can't believe my ears
I heard what
I'm not supposed to hear
ever since I was a child
I've been the damage of good intentions
you all just mean the best
you just take the wrong direction
if I'm not up to your standards
say it to me plain and clear
instead it's something
I'm not supposed to hear
Monday, November 6, 2017
at this party
quick
get me my klonopin
break out the weed
isolation
is what I need
would you be
a friend indeed
and get me out of here
because I'm going
to blow my top
and my volcanic rage
ain't gonna stop
in other words
I'm gonna interrupt
the entire atmosphere
we need to go now
I don't know how
but I shouldn't be allowed
at this stupid party
I need to find
an exit out
you don't want
to hear me shout
what the fuck
is this all about
let me make this clear
I'm gonna act
like a terrorist
you'll be so
embarrassed
better call
my therapist
and get me out of here
we need to go now
I don't know how
but I shouldn't be allowed
at this party
if we don't leave this party
soon I'm gonna scream
I can give you a preview
if you don't know what I mean
we need to go now
I don't know how
but I shouldn't be allowed
at this party
Sunday, November 5, 2017
music is the only thing I trust
music is the only thing I trust
everyone will let you down
it's not their fault
because they must
because they are only human
basically like you
you run around like headless turkeys
incapable of knowing what to do
Saturday, November 4, 2017
complicated
let's make everything complicated
let's make sure nothing gets done
let's brainstorm and have more meetings
let's second guess everyone
let's talk and talk and talk and talk
professionals are we
let's impress each other
and pretend we all agree
everything I say
they tell me I'm all wrong
everything I am
they say doesn't belong
Friday, November 3, 2017
Shreveport
she moved back to Shreveport
to the house where she was a kid
to the house of memories
the house where her mom and dad had lived
now they were gone
like the summer
and the summer before
now they are gone
and they ain't coming back no more
to Shreveport
Thursday, November 2, 2017
ashen sky
sun breaks through an ashen sky
please don't take it away
I've had as much darkness
as a man can stand
if I ask for reasons why
please don't turn me away
I'm sorry I can't
cheer up on demand
Wednesday, November 1, 2017
speed dial
I do everything
I'm supposed to do
except maybe
a thing or two
or three or four
or even more
I got no idea
what's in store
don't tell me
I'm in denial
I got the suicide hotline
on speed dial
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