and in my thoughts i have bled

for the riddles i've been fed

defunct the pistol that you pay for

this punk, the feeling that you stay for

you paint your smile, and fill those holes

there'll be something missing

your head will collapse

but there's nothing in it, and you'll ask

MMXI

used to be one of the rotten ones

and i liked you for that

is where i want to be

guess that this must be the place

no. 1

i miss the comfort in being insane