The infliction of my addiction
has no exemption of redemption...

Melancholy pondering thoughts of my mistrust.
Your the one who will die, though a death unjust...

I can do a magic trick
I can do a back flip...

I am the collector of broken hearts.
Give me yours so you feel no more...

A Quatern is a sixteen line French form composed...
Line 1 Will you please look at me once more...

Give me directions to nowhere
Tell me where nowhere is...

I challenge you to make sense of it...

I am in my happy box
I am in my happy box...

My sanity washed off in the shower this morning
It washed right down the drain...

Flames engulf my soul.
I watch it burn to the ground...

Where is there a place of no sorrow or abuse?
Here, in this land where good and evil made a...

Any time you have feelings you need to relieve
sit next to me and wear your heart on your sleeve...