In a Nutshell

"Sleep" [Voice recording rewinds and plays certain parts, speeds up and slows down:] "...Like last night, they are not like tremors, they are worse than tremors, they are these terrors. And it's like, it feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat and squeezing and..." Some say, now suffer all the children And walk away a savior, Or a madman and polluted From gutter institutions. Don't you breathe for me, Undeserving of your sympathy, Cause there ain't no way that I'm sorry for what I did. And through it all How could you cry for me? Cause I don't feel bad about it. So shut your eyes, Kiss me goodbye, And sleep. Just sleep. The hardest part is letting go of your dreams. A drink for the horror that I'm in, For the good guys, and the bad guys, For the monsters that I've been. Three cheers for tyranny, Unapologetic apathy, Cause there ain't no way that I'm coming back again. And through it all How could you cry for me? Caus...

"Early Sunsets Over Monroeville" Late dawns and early sunsets, just like my favorite scenes Then holding hands and life was perfect, just like up on the screen And the whole time while always giving Counting your face among the living Up and down escalators, pennies and colder fountains Elevators and half price sales, trapped in by all these mountains Running away and hiding with you I never thought they'd get me here Not knowing you'd change from just one bite I fought them all off just to hold you close and tight But does anyone notice?  But does anyone care?  And if I had the guts to put this to your head... But would anything matter if you're already dead?  And well should I be shocked now by the last thing you said?  Before I pull this trigger,  Your eyes vacant and stained... But does anyone notice?  But does anyone care?  And if I had the guts to put this to your head... And would anything matter if you're already dead?  And now should...