– Focus – Recently I’ve felt rather sick It hurts But the pain gives me a kick You could only wish to feel what I feel The only downside is that my sanity has begun to peel It makes me go rather insane But it’s interesting Like a void constantly growing in my brain I visited the doctor today He said “Get some rest son, and you’ll be okay” What does HE know? I’ve never really liked him much anyway The sickness is no longer amusing For I have now managed to identify the thing It’s little Woodlyn Elves, in my head, I now know THEY are the cause for why I feel so I think, they're Woodlyn, right? So FIRE is the only way to fight! I drink some gasoline and stand on my head I figure Lighting THIS should leave those stupid elves dead! But nothing is happening So I’m just sitting here Pondering Jeez that gasoline has a great aftertaste Better not let the rest go to waste! So I gulp the gallon down And now I am sleeping rather sound Within my dreams I can see the elves Dancing around Caring about nothing but themselves Suddenly I’m awoke! What’s this? It’s amazing I can no longer feel the pain! But . . . I can no longer feel ANYTHING!
– Daze – I can’t seem to die No matter how hard I try I was so self-assured That I would go in peace But I just died tired Why won’t God open his mouth and eat me? Why won’t God just open his mouth and eat me? Then there’s those lucky ones who he manages to see They don’t want to die Or even think it like me As it turns out, You’ll eventually see, God had just gotten a little hungry I feel left out - what’s the key? I’m so upset That he took THEM And didn’t even consider ME I have doused myself in gasoline Perhaps on FIRE I will be seen So hot it feels cold Trying to kill myself is getting rather old I hope God likes his souls well done For I had no gun So empty I am So empty I shall be I hope you burn in hell So I have a bit of company The box is set Six feet deeper than the feet on which you stand I haven’t figured out yet Just how I managed to kick the can If I am to be remembered Heed these words God is a bored fat man So if you wish to live Be Absurd
– Angel – As I stare into the heavens All I can see is my angel's face As I stop to look around, Filling every inch with her grace, A wave of heaven shifts And falls to the ground She is now a piece of everything My Everything She is the air, the people, the room She is my eyes If the world was to crumble before me All I would see is beauty No, this is not a dream And if it is Keep this single flaw to yourself This is my greatest dream And I want to spend it forever with my angel My Everything
– Transpose  – Shred the rainbow Grind it to dust Snort the colors Get high on imagery For to see as I do This is a must Slip the rejection over your ears Turn it up and listen close The sound of loneliness Echoes forever in your mind For to hear as I do Realize – love is a hoax Slash your wrist Bottle the sting When the time comes Sell it for what it’s worth For to feel as I do The pain never stops coming Don’t slow down You are almost there Give it your all Give it more than you have For to fall as I do You must have dreams to spare Watch as it all amounts to nothing Watch as it all burns to thin air Kill everything around you Kill everything inside For to truly be as I am You must not care