from
Bad Circuitry,
released March 17, 2016
Late last December we drank down the year
Your words assailed the frost that had set on my ears
But seasons will change
With warm and windy days went you
You wonderful, terrible thing
I wear a noose with enough slack so I won’t choke
But just tight enough to keep my words trapped down my throat
For fear they’d flood out and erode any hope
That you wouldn’t find out I’m a terrible thing
You’re the crooked cop with a shotgun
I’m the wretched hands that supply them
I wonder how many horrified victims we can leave
Before we’re nothing but atmosphere
You are, you are a terrible thing
And we are, we are everything
That anyone has ever been afraid of
You’re the student loans that you’ll never pay off
I’m all the work I’ll eternally put off
And we’re the battered hearts
Too convenient for a poet to even waste any fucking time on
Who’s gonna tell me I'm worth each breath I breathe
Who’s gonna let me know that I, I am a terrible thing
You are, you’re full of terrible things
I am, I’m full of terrible things
I love all of the terrible things
I’m done, I’m done with this terrible thing
(lyrics by Alex Kendziewski and Stephen Martinez)