...is with the demon

Tropical

I want to be tropical and find all my powers
move to Hawaii and die in the flowers
I will meet the destroyer
She will take me in
become my employer, and then I will win
I might be forgiven
it's not impossible
it's only nature
it's only natural
I wait beside the Savior with a number and a burn
I wait beside the Savior for the serpent to return
because nothing is sacred we pray to the sand
wait for my replacement then I am damned
I want to be tropical and find all my powers
move to Hawaii and die in the flowers

Coco

all these feets and all these faces
different speeds in different places
we want drinks and warm embraces
we've got friends in higher places
all these feets and all these faces
pretty streets and southern graces
perfect hair, expensive cases
we've got sun and melting glaciers
and the light in our eyes reflect
the warmth that we all expect
and the walls in our homes connect
silver mines and golden bracelets
bloody heads and clashing races
the killer stalks before he chases
his basement's full of bones and vases
all these feets and all these faces
nature kills and then replaces
and the light in his eye reflects
the death that we all reject
and the walls of his mind connect
there's a box, in the box, in the back of my head

About being hurt

voices are the influence a hundred little windows
you don't have to worry about being hurt
sorry
when I am fast asleep my dreams extend like vines
they were the influence they are the rhythming
you don't have to worry about being hurt
you don't know your worth
since your mind is gone
you don't know your worth
sorry

Distresses

I'm not involved in all these messes
I'm too enthralled in my own distresses
take me home it's all over
and wake me up when I am sober
we all live with so much stresses
the poor man strips while the rich man dresses
a chromosome into the plexus
the master destroys whatever she blesses
it's the last thing she said as she turned the ignition
the last thing he heard as he crosses the kitchen
we slid off the road without any traces
a fool explodes when a smart man braces
lift us up with all your graces
and return us to our former faces

White sailboat

... I am with the demon
there's a white sailboat
in a sea of semen
guess again
my life has no meaning
she got up
but I continued dreaming
take us out with your heaven finger
and shield us from your eternal anger
... I am with the demon
there's a white sailboat
in a sea of semen

Tiger vs. Pigeon

under the table down in the kitchen
I am the tiger you are the pigeon
it's our roof, it's our religion
I am the tiger you are the pigeon
a face in the water or a newborn daughter
a face in the water
to take your place
there is a picture that I keep hidden
of you and me and all were forbidden
it's our proof that we're still living
you are my freedom I am your prison
take your place
under the table down in the kitchen
I am the tiger you are the pigeon
it's our roof, it's our religion
I am the tiger you are the pigeon
a face in the water or a newborn daughter
a face in the water

Applause

we deserve an award for being so evil
bow for applause, but there are are no people
down on one knee
a dream that reverses
I saw his face, the demon of verses
they speak of the beast
we hear of the danger
from out of a cloud
in walks a stranger
his hands touch and capture
his face flushed with rapture
give me a key that opens the places
that leads to the door where the back of the face is
that opens the door where the back of the face is
what a Halloween
what a horror
what a Halloween

Butter

borrow some money nothings impossible
bring me some flowers, bring me some laughter
I don't understand
bring me a diamond to wear on my hand
look out the window, anything is possible
it's not an accident, you could be president
honestly, poverty was not in the plan
bring me a diamond to wear on my hand

Queen of what?

I would like to erase the young man sitting next to you
let's go back to my place and I will perform for you
I'll turn you into the queen of the birds and burn you up with the best of my words
somewhere in the bottom of the bath
where our love always goes
you with your sinister laugh
me with my broken nose
kiss your boyfriend goodbye I'll dig a ditch for him
way up in the sky, there is a place for him
I'll make it rain for him
the soft place under your hat where all of the dead like to go
you with your criminal past
me with my vintage soul
we cannot see all the ghosts, we can feel them though
I'll turn you into the queen of the birds and burn you up with the best of my words

Purple gold eye

we have known violence
but now we're quiet
we lost our wallets
we left our bodies
we lost the home, we tried to save
we have known violence

Zeros

I want to be fearless and tan
a perfect wave hitting the sand
so while no one else is around
let me pull your swimsuit down
there are billions of bright planets and suns
under beautiful blue zeros and ones
sunset
I want to be immortal
a baby drinking from a bottle
so while everyone is asleep
let me know what I can keep
you don't want to lose your daughters and sons
under beautiful blue zeros and ones
sunset

Viva

this is not the way it has to be
there is a cloud that covers me
from home to house from tree to tree
there is a cloud that covers me
that's just the ceiling it's not the sky
that's just the ceiling it's not the sky
you holding on out of fear
me just holding on, my dear
you holding on out of fear
it's just a feeling it might pass
let's have a picnic in the grass
they already own our ass
it's just a feeling it might pass
that's just the ceiling that's not the sky
that's just the ceiling that's not the sky
I am a boy that thinks he's free
you are the girl who smothers me
in our apartment on our street
we fell into an endless sleep
you holding on out of fear
me just holding on, my dear
you holding on out of fear
that's just the ceiling that's not the sky

Words by Troy Von Balthazar