To Have and to Hold, to Choke Until Cold

This Is Not My Ideal Way to Spend an Evening, Shacked Up Telling Ghost Stories to the Martyr.

Mark My Words, Across the Boarder You'll Die ... Things Like This Make Me Lock My TV in a Cupboard So It Can't Polute My Mind Anymore.

Jacob Denver Said It's Not Alright, My Friends Can't Breath Underwater Like I Can. If I Stay on Shore Much Longer, I'm Gunna Stitch His Insides to a Tree.

I Fall in Love Too Easily, This Is Leading to a High Death Toll and Me Walking Lonely Roads With No Ont to Talk To. Maybe One Day I'll Figure Me Out.