Fred Gillen Jr.



I don't trust anyone but you and you're the one that I should fear
I've been told and told and told again but I still refuse to hear
I'm caught as tight as tight can be
I see the door outside but I have no key
I know exactly what is wrong with me but still I fall
I try to grip the mountainside
my hands are scraped, I cannot hide
I'm powerless before you
someone throw me a quarter
the meter is ticking and the tow truck is waiting at the end of the block
waiting like a chopping block
to take my fingers with one fell chopand leave me with only instruments of destruction

like a shark with no teeth caught on a reef
dead and fed on by the plankton

so now this song has no music
because you've taken my music away.

Posted Wednesday, June 6th 2007


Nervous Laughter

 02/17/2011    Plane Shot Down In A War
 02/13/2010    Memories and Little Pleasures
 02/13/2010    At The Bluebird
 02/13/2010    Last Look
 02/13/2010    Uncomfortable
 02/13/2010    Tired
 02/13/2010    Four Cold Nails
 02/13/2010    Parking Lot Jesus
 02/13/2010    Larger Than Life
 02/13/2010    Ballad Of A Man Who Married Badly
 02/13/2010    Keep On Laughing So You Don't Cry
 02/13/2010    Fuck You Goodbye
==>06/6/2007    Away
 02/26/2007    Plane Shot Down In A War
 03/29/2005    Whistle
 01/8/2005    Oxygen
 05/31/2001    One Good Eye

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