An old track recorded in my bedroom that I initially released as a part of the short lived project, Terrarist. Free (since it was initially free) or name your price.
Kneel and fold my hands,
surrender to my fate.
No bar of lye soap can wash away this feeling I hate.
Wait. Don't leave me bitter at my age.
A handicap, I cannot make this journey with this strain.
I've got a list of riddles.
I type out a few rhymes.
Please do not state the obvious--I'm wasting my time.
Climb to that crystal stair on the pedestal where you always sit.
Are you tired of it?
Had a dream I was Caesar.
And you were William Jennings Bryan.
And during the Ides of Gold, behind a Cross of March (deliberate mix-up) we...
Choked up in the dark.
Sister, have I gone too far with it?
Am I just singing allusions that no one will ever get?
And am I wrong for it?
Play head games with myself.
Play head games with my friends.
And to these head games, I see no future end.
Mistaken, I thought contentment could be sought.
After catching a glimpse of your glorious end,
I shudder at the thought.
My battle is fought.
released June 1, 2011
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