rpm 2011 Friends hate you in every way You fuck them over every day Jobless homeless knocked up too Revolving cycle is what you do 2 cars on blocks in the front yard Complain how life is really hard Think you don’t deserve this pain…

from the album "Que Vive!" the faces blend together, form an enemy the faces blur, who’s the friend and who’s the enemy guilty is a feeling all human’s cry freedom from the enemy all the while freedom’s just not listening guilty is a feeling…

from the album "Que Vive!" throw me in a hole and the rats begin to dance nothing left but skin and bones I never had a chance welcome home a flicker of the moon above, the rats come out to dine 4 by 4 dimensions and it’s all within my mind…

from the album "Que Vive!" how does it start, how will it end all my foes were once my friends keep thinking someone has to know but all my questions lead nowhere further and further into despair surrounded on all sides, no place to go armies…

from the album "Que Vive!" sour taste mars this reunion, my charade keep the noise down to a silent rage dearly beloved starts the fairy tale, one side the driest eyes, the other, flooding fields and lay them waste I’m never honestly surprised…

from the album "Que Vive!" hold the edge, your hand remind so steady slice, across the line don’t feind before you change your mind hope this makes the sorrow fade has to be a better way secrets hide, I will rejoice in shame and drink my scarlet…

from the album "Que Vive!" I’m not the same as anyone else unique as a star inside exceptional follows me everywhere I’ve run out of places to hide happily fire star blind a singular real anomaly peerless among my kind don’t bother trying to…

from the album "Que Vive!" night falling don’t want to sleep my dreams don’t feel like me falling, failing, twist all around my world turned upside down crash over, drown in the sea crush under, darkness inside of me failing harder, like a…

from the album "Que Vive!" before you throw it, the tragedy unfolding make sure you look him right into his eyes look him right into his eyes pull the pin, one Mississippi, two Mississippi hurl away and watch it arc into the sky watch it arc…

from the album "Que Vive!" which is circumstance and which is fate the child with nothing or the one with hate one may see wrong from right but the line is hard to follow even with the right design where do miracles go when the world’s in…