Holding a Wolf by the Ears
Elementary eavesdropper There are things you cannot comprehend Did you want a kiss, did you want a flower in your fist? Or was it all just make pretend? I'll follow you until the end I'll follow Burning down your home (Burning down) Just to rebuild it again (Burning down) I will never steal from you (Burning down) Or any of your friends (Burning down) Adolescent eavesdropper There are things you wish you could forget So you start to weep and you start to drink yourself to sleep And you only kiss your cigarette But don't we all feel sick to death? Or do we? Burning down your home (Burning down) Just to rebuild it again (Burning down) I will never steal from you (Burning down) Or any of your friends (Burning down) You shower me with gifts They don't fix it, no I'm no purchase bastard Fuck you, tell me right now If you find me on the offensive For the first time help out Tell me, tell me right now Are you happy and how can you be? Are you happy with me? You're an adult eavesdropper And by now the roles have been reversed And you inflict the shit you hated as a kid There is only one way to break this curse Burning down your home (Burning down) Just to rebuild it again (Burning down) I will never steal from you (Burning down) Or any of your friends (Burning down)
Submitted by The Void — Feb 24, 2026
This is a progression And you would prefer The obsolete, so leave Expired, make room for shorter teeth You caught me sucking and feeling sorry But this boy, this boy has everything This boy, this boy has everything he needs So give yourself over to time and decay Caged by the freeway This is a progression And you would prefer The obsolete, so leave So give yourself over to time (And decay, and decay) Give yourself over A worse negation of live than death is that You'll never want what you get But failing is just as sweet as success I've tried them both and have no preference So open your eyelid, scan the horizon Pick a direction and don't stop driving Recounts and recollections, arguments and objections Make a connection Open your eyelid, scan the horizon Waking to dream with the brave and defiant So give yourself over to time and decay Caged by the freeway This is a progression And you would prefer The obsolete, so leave So give yourself over to time (And decay, and decay) Give yourself over My self-motivation This scar, this badge of honor My self-motivation This scar, this badge of honor My self-motivation This scar, this badge of honor My self-motivation This scar, this badge of honor
Submitted by The Void — Feb 24, 2026
I've seen it spiraling, then vanish in the wind I can't tell where the land ends and the sky begins Are you acquainted with the threat of being killed? Are you conversing with pigeons on the windowsill? And every battle has been fought And everything I think was thought Down and down we've descended Every day keeps getting shorter As my sleeves start getting longer and the sidewalks overflow We patronize pedestrians with no sense of direction I am lost and can't ask a question I've seen it spiraling, then vanish in the wind I can't tell where the land ends and the sky begins This city truly is assaulting my senses Unkempt, unruly, devour, defenseless (Occupant) If poverty builds character and spoils breed arrogance I'd rather consort with the low and the decadent And every battle has been fought and everything I think was thought Down and down we've descended Every day keeps getting shorter As my sleeves start getting longer and the sidewalks overflow We patronize pedestrians with no sense of direction I am lost and can't ask a question You'd better have the strength of the wandering aimless With an audience of the most prestigious Do you have to strain to hurt the one you came with? I hope you have the strength because we're in the belly of war Every battle has been fought and everything I think was thought Down and down we've descended Every day keeps getting shorter As my sleeves start getting longer and the sidewalks overflow (This battle has been fought) Patronize pedestrians with no sense of direction I am lost and can't ask a question Yeah
Submitted by The Void — Feb 24, 2026
Pressing on about our business Comfort is getting too expensive Hot-shots for the pigeons with a death sentence You're something like a pistol That's been polished bright But if it never leaves the holster It can never save your life I need a meaning I can get behind To be alone, to be alive A better message to subscribe to To be alone, to be alive Set sun, I'm an hour older Mile markers punctuate the shoulder Harboring delusions of grandeur You're something like a canvas That's been stretched and primed You could become something priceless Or you could be a waste of time I need a meaning I can get behind To be alone, to be alive A better message to subscribe to To be alone, to be alive This is the best time to be alive To be alone, to be alive You see where complaining gets you To be alone, to be alive We're living much too We're living much too comfortably for me Keep drifting Keep drifting aimlessly Stay with me (stay with me) And we'll stay busy (stay busy) Endless trips to anywhere To end up where we'll be I need a meaning I can get behind To be alone, to be alive A better message to subscribe to To be alone, to be alive This is the best time to be alive To be alone, to be alive You see it, where complaining gets you To be alone, to be alive
Submitted by The Void — Feb 24, 2026
On your honor, on your honor let me explain my behavior On your honor, on your honor I swear I was trying to save her Who's the liar, who's the killer? As I was doing a favor When I fell upon her by way of a merciful murder With every warning you wonder Don't have to tell the truth, just keep remaining mute And I'll still think for my owner Yes, I know what I've done and what I'm gonna do Don't have to tell the truth, just keep remaining mute Yes, I know what I've done and what I'm gonna do No weakness, no witness Don't buckle under the pressure A servant, a serf saint For all those who suffer We're caught in a current of confusion But what's been suggested and what has been proven With every warning you wonder Don't have to tell the truth, just keep remaining mute And I'll still think for my owner Yes, I know what I've done and what I'm gonna do I am, I am only what you made me now I am a reflection of your wealth And if you think, you think you hate me now You only hate yourself With every warning you wonder Don't have to tell the truth, just keep remaining mute And I'll still think for my owner Yes, I know what I've done and what I'm gonna do
Submitted by The Void — Feb 24, 2026
I have everything I need Innocent victims They don't exist, who told you this? Outfit the nation with a blindfold and a crucifix Infinite wisdom A bullet for the pacifist Improving methods to cripple the populace In keeping up with the font stampede I have a choice I could keep retreating I let it run me, run me right into the ground In keeping up with the font stampede I have a choice I could keep retreating I let it run me, run me right into the ground I have everything I need We have no knowledge of cause and, cause and effect Our fathers left behind The ugliest inheritance Innocent victim It's every kid who has a wish Oh, God you're in for the greatest disappointment In keeping up with the font stampede I have a choice I could keep retreating I let it run me, run me right into the ground In keeping up with the font stampede I have a choice I could keep retreating I let it run me, run me right into the ground The ground The ground The ground I let it trample me, I let it trample me I let it trample me I have everything I need I have everything I need I have everything I need I have everything I need
Submitted by The Void — Feb 24, 2026
This monument to the matron Quick change of mood when you came in A nervous introduction Then we can for invincible alliance Your growing fond of deception All the things you forget to mention And every indiscretion pushes me further away Desperate, do you ever grow tired of begging? I know, I know, I'd rather live with nothing Negative maybe but I've been working on it Progress just moves so slowly We are growing more and more distant We are growing more and more distant Miss model mess hit the pavement Young debutante formed a habit Measures that may seem drastic Whatever makes you feel accepted But I'm going south for the season With nothing but a paper back companion And mine is the only opinion With which I'll have to agree Desperate, do you ever grow tired of begging? I know, I know, I'd rather live with nothing Negative, maybe but I've been working on it Progress just moves so slowly Each and every under pass that bears the declaration Of a dated love affair and the number of Satan I was educated there by the commuter station The burdens you're bearing with threaten to break The back of the widow that weeps when she wakes We are growing more and more distant We are growing more Desperate, do you ever grow tired of begging? I know, I know, I'd rather live with nothing Negative, maybe but I've been working on it Progress just moves so slowly
Submitted by The Void — Feb 24, 2026
These are the keys, these are the keys To a pulse that I've been monitoring She loves to dream, she loves to dream But dreamers chase and never obtain A victory, a victory A vicious hand on a violent streak Learn to run, learn to run I'll never be right for anyone The more it gets suggested, the more I'm uninterested Strength for now, nothing later Woah, love it or leave it Yeah, hated and left it Woah, trying to outgrow that phase I'm drifting further away from my element My element, my element These are the keys, these are the keys To open minds and to empathy She loves to dream, she loves to dream It's better then her reality A victory, a victory (A victory, a victory) I'm not as old as I used to be I will not run, today's the day The wheels are back on the motor arcade The more it gets suggested, the more I'm uninterested Strength for now, nothing later Woah, love it or leave it Yeah, hated and left it Woah, trying to outgrow that phase All of my ammunition Is for the wrong weapon I've got the worst intention And question no question To keep it on offensive General admission For when you feel protected I'll make you regret it Woah, love it or leave it Yeah, hated and left it Woah, trying to outgrow that phase Woah, love it or leave it Yeah, hated and left it Woah, trying to outgrow that phase Just let me, just let me Just let out of this Just let me, just let me Just let out of this
Submitted by The Void — Feb 24, 2026
Next time we walk down to the docks while welcoming the morning sun We'll share rations of bread with Drifters and deceivers know I only see this hour after evenings of infamy There are thousands of you like me And you'll be so, so sorry When you start to hate the sound of laughter Grinding your teeth down to powder And how rewarding is it just to be alive? We could have residence in the worst prison That happens when you die and have no friends to carry caskets In the saddest procession And those people love to say they're sorry when your soul departs But they recover, oh, so quick There are thousands of you like me And you'll be so, so sorry When you start to hate the sound of laughter Grinding your teeth down to powder There are thousands of you like me And you'll be oh so, so sorry When you start to hate the sound of laughter Grinding your teeth down to powder
Submitted by The Void — Feb 24, 2026
A coarse exhalation of lungs that pray for pity My two fingers punching the keys diligently Trembling ground pushes my glass off the table Spilling the blood of the son of your idol If it were not for the extensive bug collection I would know not what I've found This world would still be flat and Mary would be a virgin And I would still be sleeping sound If every word is a dead symbol Empowered by the carriers expression I'll bury my instrument citing this incident I'm a flickering bulb that keeps blaming the filament The most honest telling of this boyish fable Is that on level ground, I'm never feeling stable I've got to try to outlast this candle Or trust department to fight the inferno If it were not for this extensive bug collection I would know not what I've found This world would still be flat and Mary would be a virgin And I would still be sleeping sound It's an endless quest to maintain When no one is ever right And out of the fertile plains We bathe in fractured rays of sun Sunlight, sun, sunlight, yeah And if it were not for this extensive bug collection I would know not what I've found This world would still be flat and Mary would still be a virgin And I would still be sleeping sound "They say this country was based on hard work and integrity And worshippin' God That's lies, it was built on murder, man Mayhem, slavery, oppression Lyin', stealin', and killin', that's what it's based on"
Submitted by The Void — Feb 24, 2026