From the recording Down With the Ship

I recorded this song the 1st summer in my 1st apartment (1997). I redid the vocals for the album, but left the music the same. I do remember what the lyrics are about, but I’m not telling. It’s nasty.

Lyrics

The tiny cracks in your face, the little holes in your head. I’m gonna take what you gave. You’ll be my blue-light special. We’ll not waste one drop, not one bit what we got. My new plan, I’ll tell: we’ll feed off of ourselves. The tiny cracks in your face, the little holes in your head. We’re slowly drifting away, can’t help from falling apart.