Everything You Ever Wanted to Know About Silence

I draw them on reckless, etched in Scratched in like resurrection Your sins are killing you and you can bet they'll get me too I've got to give some to get some Mining in the river, standing in the rain Down on your knees as you heave at the drain You can lead a whore to water And you can bet she'll drink and follow orders And I said, "Is this what you wanted? Is this what you needed?" Give it some more time Tonight I'm going to a party But its already started without me I aced philosophy and mastered the art of spiritual phrase I've got to give some to get some The disco ball spins away another year I wish you a broken heart and a happy new year You can lead a whore to water And you can bet she'll drink and follow orders And I said, "Is this what you wanted? Is this what you needed?" Give it some more time, some more time Only three words come to mind ("True Till' Death") You can lead a whore to water And you can bet she'll drink and follow orders And I said, "Is this what you wanted, cunt? Is this what you needed?" Give it some more time

Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 24, 2026

Give me back my pictures of me Me, you, and him that makes three It figures the wheezing will measure your rate of depression And I hope that you know Like a bitch in heat, I hope she knows So put another penny in and turn the crank Until the frames cease to move And the movie turns into a photo A photo the size of a kiss, I hope she knows Staring at this Parisian sex flick Where the characters don't meet, the characters don't speak And the characters are like mirrors facing mirrors: Space always expanding So put another coin in and turn the crank Until the frames cease to move And the movie turns into a photo A photo the size of my fist, I hope she knows A hiccup in paradise I keep you jealously to myself In photos the size of a kiss A kiss in the shape of a bullet On phone lines and letterhead I'm dying about, I'm dying about On phone lines and letterhead I'm dying about, I'm dying about I've watched you whore yourself for one more thing Why don't you sell yourself for one more? There's always one more thing, why don't you sell yourself? If I can't have you, no one will Pushing a lover to love another Are you turned on? Are you turned on? Pushing a lover to love another Are you turned on? Are you turned on? A hiccup in paradise I keep you jealously to myself In a photo the size of a kiss A kiss in the shape of a bullet On phone lines and letterhead I'm dying about, I'm dying about On phone lines and letterhead I'm dying about, I'm dying about A hiccup in paradise I keep you jealously to myself In a photo the size of a kiss A kiss in the shape of a bullet I keep you jealously to myself I keep you jealously to myself I keep you jealously to myself I keep you jealously to myself A kiss in the shape of a bullet

Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 24, 2026

I'm glad that you're near, and I'm sad when you're here This is what it's like to be me I'm glad that you're here, and I'm sad that you're near This is what it's like to die alone This all hurts me so much that I honestly believe You're the one this is hard for I've bartered tact for wit, and I've already made up A billion stories about you Knee deep in static, I hear you breaking up, I'm breaking up I guess we're breaking up You're not the other woman, you're just another Another hobby for a guy like me I'm glad that you're near, and I'm sad when you're here This is what it's like to be me You've given me a heart like a gun And I'm so shocked that I made it through These billion days, made it through these billion days I didn't think I could tough it out for those days I didn't think I could tough it out... A billion Knee deep in static, I hear you breaking up, I'm breaking up I guess we're breaking up You're not the other woman, you're just another Another hobby for a guy like me So we're growing? I'm sure There's no other I can turn to, there's no other I can turn to If not you, heart, then who else can I believe? Knee deep in static, I hear you breaking up, I'm breaking up I guess we're breaking up You're not the other woman, you're just another Another hobby for a guy like me I'm glad that you're near, and sad that you're here This is what it's like to be me I'm glad when you're near, and sad that you're here This is what it's like to be me I'm glad when you're near, and I'm sad that you're here This is what it's like to be me I'm glad that you're near, and sad that you're here I hope you enjoy dying alone

Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 24, 2026

"Who you fucking now?" I use my slit wrist to sign my name with And when you can't compete with the Joneses You gun 'em all down, even the father You fucking whore Shut up and swallow my pride for me Move closer and drive further So just suck on the end of this dick that cums lead But first I'm coming after you all It's ladies' night at the bar, but she smokes a man's cigar I guess she's dying, oh well I don't give a fuck about your dignity That's the bastard in me I know a girl Who sells herself around And I'm sure one day She'll sign autographs in your town "Who you fucking now?" Shut up and swallow my pride for me Move closer and drive further So just suck on the end of my dick that cums lead I'll be coming for you all Looking back into my diary What makes me say those things? What causes my laughter at another's disaster? It's the bastard in me, you fucking whore! I know a girl Who sells herself around And I'm sure one day She'll sign autographs in your town I know a girl Who sells herself around And I'm sure one day She'll sign autographs in your town "Who you fucking now?" You fucking live in shit You are shit and you eat shit And you eat shit, fucking whore I strain myself, I guess, I guess I fuck myself, I guess, I guess I strain myself, I guess I need that fucking whore You live in shit And you will eat your own way out I am too fly and shy Like no other guy Too fly and shy just for you I'm too fly and shy like no other guy I'm too fly and shy and just for you I'll mark you all I know a girl Who sells herself around And I'm sure one day She'll sign autographs in your town I know a girl Who sells herself around And I'm sure one day She'll sign autographs in your town Who's she fucking now? You fucking eat shit You live in shit Who you fucking now? Who you fucking now?

Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 24, 2026

When I get back When I get back When I get back Pre-break of dawn Hear the ring It's me, live from a pay phone Talking in the rain Things pan out exactly as I say they will Will I be less happy when I get back? Two hand in one glove As if we were poor The hard-up make the soup from stones Like the poor before them did before You say! You say! The waiting could crush your heart But it's nothing new to me Having you crave me so desperately But I know how, when you need me, you bleed for me Though now I'm gone, you fill my shoes with new fans Always and forever We are apart and may she see She'd be free, rejoicing in distance If she only let me sleep Will things make me less happy when I get back? When I get back When I get back When I get back Absence makes the heart grow still Abuse the hunt; confuse the kill I know, I know You say! You say! The waiting could crush your heart But it's nothing new to me Having you crave me so desperately But I know how, when you need me, you bleed for me Though now I'm gone, you fill my shoes with new fans Always and forever We are apart and may she see She'd be free, rejoicing in distance If she only let me sleep Make the dead feel deader, deader Make the dead sleep nights with a razor, waiting Make the dead feel deader, deader Make the dead sleep nights with a razor, waiting Make the dead feel deader, deader Make the dead sleep nights with a razor, waiting Make the dead feel deader, deader Make the dead sleep nights with a razor, waiting Kill the prey I'll hold my child's head underwater If it's a boy, I was joking If it's a daughter I'll say I did what I did because I had to And if you find my kid later Tell her I laughed too But it's nothing new to me Having you crave me so desperately But I know how, when you need me, you bleed for me Though now I'm gone, you fill my shoes with new fans Always and forever We are apart and may she see She'd be free, rejoicing in distance If she only let me sleep When I get back We just might work out fine Because I love you enough To let you give me the pain that I want And when you do I just might fuck you enough to love you Once upon my night stand Lied letters piled in columns Postmarked Middle Island Out east in the county of the solemn

Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 24, 2026

You only get one taste And for this gift, we are graced You only get one taste And for this gift, for this gift, for this gift Wait Wait Now let me go So I can brag about this gift that he stole For all my lonely nights I will carry this girl with me where I go Bad taste in my mouth You would think I'm a whore Bad taste in my mouth You would think I'm You would think I'm You only get one taste And for this gift, fuck, we are graced I said that you only get one taste I said, and for this gift, and for this gift She's likely to go, or so she'll say That we sleep as we do to keep our nights, days away I said love, or so she'll say Immature love, you breed immature hate So died the virgin I have told you before You're nothing special to him And that's nothing new for, nothing new for you Nothing new for you, you'll be born, you before Embody me with your body I've never seen it, I've never Embody me with your body I've never seen it, I've never Embody me with your body I've never seen it, I've never Embody me with your body I've never seen it, I've never Embody me with your body I've never seen it, I've never You embody me with your body I've never seen it, are you happy?

Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 24, 2026

She cured the plague of the holy child And all the while I've been watching And "Boom", she said, in her room with her red fingernails And a grip on the answers When it's home and I'm broken, let's fix When it's home and I'm swollen, let's kiss When it's home and we'll walk, she'll lead If she's waiting, we'll leave, I'm so gracious, I've got you here If you touch it, it's cold If you drop it, it breaks If you hug it, it shivers Hold it, it shakes I'm "Boom", she said I'm "Boom", she said When it's home and I'm broken, let's fix When it's home and I'm swollen, let's kiss When it's home and we'll walk, she'll lead If she's waiting, we'll leave, I'm so gracious, my name's "I Dare" My name's "I Dare" My name's "I Dare" My name's "I Dare" When it's home and I'm broken, let's fix When it's home and I'm swollen, let's kiss When it's home and we'll walk, she'll lead If she's waiting, we'll leave, I'm so gracious No, I pray to God, it's over, you fuck I swear, this feels sick The child, you fucked it all the while And you fucked it all the while I've been fucked all the while And all the while Said, "All the while" Said, "All the while" Said, "All the while" Said, "All the while" And all the while Said, "All the while"

Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 24, 2026

Three times alone this week I was supposed to be a rock star "I only beat you when I'm drunk You're only pretty when you're crying." We are supposed to be The ones who set the air afire Three times alone this week I was made into a liar Whether I found the gold, I never told Richer: I, brilliant white, I I wear shoes that move men From desert to riches Give me what you've got, girl And scratch it 'cause it itches Call me Chameleon And set this air afire Three times alone this week I was supposed to be a liar Whether I found the gold, I never told Richer: I, brilliant white, I Maybe not, why the stare? Would I lie about that which I am scared? What did I say to you? Step into a pot of gold Rejoice in fire that which soon burns cold What did I say to you? Maybe not, why the stare? Would I lie about that which I am scared? What did I say to you? Nothing Step into a pot of gold Rejoice in fire that which soon burns cold What did I say to you? And I can't deny The love, the throat, sincerity And I can't deny it I've gotta keep my PMA 'Cause I Learned to lie I tell you that I Don't you realize how I, I silenced it? It's that fucking hard

Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 24, 2026

I exclude light and wash my hands of you By larger being devoured, leaving only me to improve Weep, don't fucking weep Your weak eyes cry tears of the meek You're expectant to the Bible, fiending all the foes in middle Don't you see in the mirror that you're the selfish shit? Shot glass seems to hug your soul, there's no point to grow You don't have time to explore, you're already broke Weep Weep, don't fucking weep Your weak eyes cry tears of the meek Weep, catch up with the sheep 'Cause it's a sacrilegious ceremony, new flavor of the week Nothing's sacred in the faces of The soulless that you're made into The soulless that you're made into The soulless that you're made into You're raptured by a guilty stifle down You're raptured by a guilty stifle down I wash my hands of you And what I'll do is mess you up and lie to you Look at you, you know it's true It's a field trip to Hollywood Babylon But I'm not coming, no

Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 24, 2026

That burning feeling, red liquids, clear liquids Blessed are the sick, children shiver in the river Where is our god now? Does he watch over all in El Segundo? He don't lie when he say, "Under" I'm wasting away I find time to pine When pining away my time Within sin With no redemption We will find our souls And the shells they're kept in All wasted away Blessed are the sick in me The prey, the thrill, the chill, and we Are martyrs that crumble on time Predestination, we'll stop upon dimes And he'd constructed us all in El Segundo As the shivering children pray Demons in, demons out Cry for dawn, gratis, bored, I'm I'm the matador of the children's ward Beggars wed choosers Red sheets, bed sheet, boozers I'm the head fan, blessed be my bed pan It's a cold, having-just-been-mugged feeling In the sun, I've got this for you Under my finger nails, and I brought this for you It's typically Sunday, and I got this for you It's under my finger nails, and I brought it for you Demons in, demons out Cry for dawn, gratis, bored, I'm I'm the matador of the children's ward Beggars wed choosers Red sheets, bed sheet, boozers I'm the head fan, blessed be my bed pan I'm digging a hole This is what it's like to feel alone

Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 24, 2026

(Welcome to Hollywood, girl) My dance has passed, welcome to Hollywood, girl Wake the fuck up in Hollywood, whore Combine the throb within my head with the rhythm of my fucking feet Said a novena for all those lost and read the bloodstains on the sheets I've whored myself for less than this, and I've prayed to appear fed As I knelt on my pillow, God, I clenched my fucking fists and banged my head Who could ever, who the fuck could ever Take the place of me? Who could ever, who the fuck could ever Take the place of me? Right, whore Now I kiss up to God, my fists, and I pray to keep my head Though as I like your pretty eyes better blackened, and my fists all fucking red Yeah, through sickness and in health, I've kissed up to God these two years I've focused on the cameos made by the tiger, in the valley of the fucking locust Who could ever, who the fuck could ever Take the place of me? Said, who could ever, say who the fuck could ever Take the place of me? Wipe it off your mouth, get up off your knees, and make me your god Who could ever? Who the fuck could ever? It's sexual debauchery, you fucking cunt, you fuckin', all you cost what you're worth Followed by a boy like this, re-ignited by all your visits As long as your mouth is shut, you'll still be fucking beautiful Pack your shit and leave (I don't need to know) And take my memories of her with you Pack your shit and leave (I don't need to know) And take my memories of her with you Pack your shit and leave (I don't need to know) And take my memories of her with you Pack your shit and leave (I don't need to know) And take my memories of her with you Pack your shit and leave (I don't need to know) And take my memories of her with you Pack your shit and leave (I don't need to know) And take my memories of her with you Pack your shit and leave (I don't need to know) And take my memories of her with you Pack your shit and leave (I don't need to know) And take my memories of her with you Pack your shit and leave (I don't need to know) And take my memories of her with you Pack your shit and leave (I don't need to know) And take her fucking with you

Submitted by Finntroll — Feb 24, 2026