Buckets Of Silence lyrics

Had I known then what I know now
Had I thought now what I knew then..
I might still be human
with all the little stupid fix-ins
As I fix sins and vixens vick souls
Stitch clothes for the characters they play then switch roles
Nail me to the cross dress
The holy cloth costs less
I`d toss less
if I still had your soft breasts to rest my head on
Since you`ve been gone
I recalled my issues with problems and hate
but I can`t exactly remember the model or make
Now glass bottles break in my death grip
I`m about to take the next quick exit and end this head trip
My bed is stripped of its blankets, comforters, pillows and sheets,
but I might have to peel off all my skin to remove your scent in order to sleep

I had my highs and lows
When on top, I let you peek out over my nose
Sitting on my shoulders and I suppose if I had a backbone,
you might still be here
My skin is filthy..
from my lows when you weren`t there. But to keep from feeling guilty
I collected the dirt...Kept it piling up
Now Mr Feel Nothing saves his tears inside of a cup
and he drinks. And he forgets that he`s an asshole
Jealous of his ghosts and doubts that he even has a soul


My secret pleasures have my inner demons gossiping
I`m a ghost writer for the horrorcore lyrics my personal mosters sing


I`m sitting in a strangers tub..
with all my clothes on...shivering...considering the dangers of love.

They get half of what I have to give...IF THAT
It`s all about the packaging. They`re distracted by the gift rap.

Predictable. Easy to manipulate
They`re foreshadow puppets and I`m waiting for their strings to break.

The pillars that once held u