I think I've got a little too much time on my hands Because lately I can't stop thinking about what it'd be like if I were stabbed I'd make the best of it I'm sure, so clearly it's A case of just another brand new experience That I don't want to have, so please, don't misunderstand what I write This isn't an invitation to show me what it's like To get stabbed (I wanna know) To get stabbed (I wanna know) To get stabbed (I wanna know, but not that bad) "You're shaking!" I know, I feel the blade hit Next level psycho on some insane shit The knife? Don't blame it, just take it Less fight the better to control and tame it I'll be dreaming of the night they up and got me Making metal an installation of my body Foreign object; reject - watch me Shiver, bleed, rational thought stopping You'd think I'd go rage, auto-pilot: Livid But let me set the stage, this vision vivid I don't know why I feel like this is my fate But I feel like in this life I won't escape No suspected reasons, not coming soon Not that I can tell anyway, yet I feel doomed I can't outrun it, the dogs are always faster So I crumble and brace for a disaster Get stabbed (I wanna know) Get stabbed (I wanna know) Get stabbed I want to know, but not that bad [x4] I've tempted fate, I've cashed in my luck Wonder how much I've got left before my tickets up? Danger was imminent, yet never craved Walked the streets of Chicago in the night unscathed I've tested limits of the human condition To try and find the link that's missing Curiosity's morbid, strangely the pain becomes appealing And so I feel this urge is ironically part of the healing [...] 'Cause at least it'll produce a feeling I need to get out of my head Cause the nightmares never leave me dead They hang and twist me on a thread These apparitions are so well fed I don't want to get stabbed.

Know that if you've ever sat alone on a park bench staring out across an empty world wondering where you fit in, I'm with you. That if you've ever laid down on the grass in a public park on a lazy summer day and gazed deep into an endless infinity wondering "why me?" I'm with you. That if you've ever wondered if you're alone, I'm with you. The human experience is scary and scarce, but packed dense against a strange pebble in space. If this is getting a little too abstract and pretentious for you I apologize, I'll bring it back to reality, the world is small, and that's the truth. But the truth is boring. What's more exciting is the unknown, the wonderment, the ideas that challenge everything we think we know. The motivation to break the limit. The terrifying realization that maybe this is all we have. The scary thought that maybe we're alone. But we all have the sky, something that can tie us all together. Every human experience, laden with limits. The horizon, the finish line that can't be reached. Something far away and looming, ever present and comforting. A conundrum, a contradiction, a colossal canopy of creative challenge. And us, calling calamity while crafting cozy commodities, cramped on a carcass of a long-dead creature. We win. I've often sat and wondered about it all, staring out into a lake, the reflection of the sky against it. Throughout the day every shade represented as if these watercolors were the foundation of the planet's beauty. I found the easel and the palette, now I just need to find the painter. Or figure out which art gallery we are hung from and why. If you've ever stared into the sky and wondered, I'm with you. But it's nonsense. I know it. We all know it. We can find the answers we want, we can make our own. That's what's wonderful about us: We are endless and vast, and can contradict the fact that we have no idea what we're doing by creating purpose where there wasn't any to begin with. I've grown so tired of trying to find out the answer, so instead I focus inward on us. I've spent some time here and I feel like I don't know anything. It feels that for all I've learned none of it adds up. I've sat and looked into a sky that goes infinitely outward, and thought about it with a mind that goes infinitely inward, and I'm stuck between two infinities. I've realized it's hopeless, and in a way it's comforting. Because no matter where I go there's always more. Be it the calm purple twilight of a summer's night, or an incredible destructive storm that terrifies you to your core, it's always there. We are infinity, for a little while. We are beautiful, dangerous things. We are alive.

It's 5AM lonely, pull up a chair Ironically enough we've all been there I write in first person more than my fair share And now even I relate to the "I don't care"s I feel you. I know what it's like I've been alone on a stage with a backbeat and mic Neither of these things I helped to create Genesis was words to help satiate A craving, desire, now gone and replaced I've said this all before; repeat - erase I've said this all before; repeat - erase I've said this all before; repeat --- I'm going to die, there I said it I'm going to die, I don't regret it We all have to die, but to live? That's your call Referencing death is breaking the fourth wall (x2) --- I'm driving a time bomb. You are too. I think about it from time to time and it gets to me, Does it get to you? They call it a body, well that's good and fine You only get one and I'm trashing mine I woke up today and I'm feeling okay But I hear my heart ticking and I'm so afraid Of the day that it fails, which part will go first? Will it be something aesthetic, or should I fear for the worst? They call hypochondria, but on this planet I see That death is a disease that runs in each family tree And when I'm driving my car the engine light comes on And I know it's probably nothing, but I never drive long So I've developed a habit, it flickers in my head And if they save me the bills will make me wish I was dead So I get up on stage and confess every line To people who stare and think "Don't worry, it's gonna be fine" And when I reference death I can't help but asking "Am I breaking some fourth wall? I swear I heard laughing..." --- I've said this all before; repeat - erase I've said this all before; repeat - erase I've said this all before; repeat - erase I've said this all before; repeat - erase I've said this all before; repeat - erase I've said this all before; repeat - erase

Welcome to a place you've probably lived in your twenties A well rounded meal can't be found but the booze is aplenty No homeowner, can't afford it, we're always just renting Where the bills are never late, they're just stuck on "pending" How you livin'? Well enough, I've found a place for my stuff But every conversation circles round how we've got it rough I wonder if we're a victim of our own design Because realistically we're screwed, but in reality we're fine Outta mind, our favorite passtime to date Be it drugs, media, or nature, find a way to escape Sometimes we gotta when we forget to pay the amenities Who trusted us with this? Still trying to forge our identities But it's out into the real world with a job and a vision "Too stupid to vote or make rational decisions" And yet we're told to grow up and to get out of their face So to purgatory we shift, into a stranger place Collegeland, where if it's broken you just don't need it Where if you have an appetite you can't afford to feed it Collegeland, where if it's on Youtube, you've seen it And if you need a plate, you had better go and clean it Collegeland, where a good nights sleep is the dream Where the laundry is dirty, but the TV's pristine Collegeland, you can always find a couch to crash But don't stay too long, the welcome wears out fast You don't have to have attended College to have stayed In a place where the bed has never actually been made Where the sinks stacked up high, and the clothes are on the floor And you have leftover pizza, but still decide to order more Where the cost of liquor is fine no matter the amount But you can't afford Netflix, so you use a friend's account You've grown used to the smell that puts visitors at unease But you've got it covered with another can of Febreeze You bought a whiteboard to help with organization But now it's covered in doodles of genitals and procreation Between stick figures, how fitting, it's what you've become Forgetting to eat and now feeling so dumb So you buy a pack of ramen in the hopes to replenish And that coffee maker seems like a wise investment You constantly wonder how you'll make it through the night But in the future you'll recall fondly the best times of your life Collegeland, where if it's broken you just don't need it Where if you have an appetite you can't afford to feed it Collegeland, where if it's on Youtube, you've seen it And if you need a plate, you'd better go and clean it Collegeland, where getting a good nights sleep is the dream Where the laundry is dirty, but the TV's pristine Collegeland, you can always find a couch to crash But don't stay too long, the welcome wears out fast Every night is a party! (I can't go on) Every night is a party! (I can't go on) Every night is a party! (I can't go on) Where the struggle is real but we cope through song It's a strange place where we're just as blessed as we're stressed Depressed and a mess and none of it makes any sense But we have the ability to find support and stability I'd never trade the friends I've made here despite the futility In Collegeland, where if you're feeling sad you can blog it And the internet provides information on any topic Collegeland, where we don't know what we're doing But we assume a better life is the thing we're pursuing Collegeland, a place in which adults won't invest Like it or not we're the future, so we're doing our best Collegeland, some of us will live here forever We've got each others backs, we'll get through it together

Five minutes on the clock, I never thought it'd be so intense Not over till we stop, no surrender if there's a moment left Hold your breath, clench your fist, line it up and push it in Nice shot! Nice shot! Nice shot! Nice shot! We don't play overtime, crush it fast on our first run Push across the line, and don't let up until the timers done Hold your breath, clench your fist, get ready, don't let it in What a save! What a save! What a save! What a save! I never thought that when I pulled up on the grass that day That this field would consume me totally in every way All that's left are waking dreams of dominating rocket leagues And me? A humble paladin who seeks to soar above the meek So when I started with no training they told me I'd be quick to learn And a master will repeat until they know the moves, so slick to turn Whip and burn and fly so deft; demo till there is no one left Drive it to the other side, take the shot, and hold your breath If you miss that's okay, it's all about opportunity You will see that two can be the key to truly outdo a team Respect random opponents for you do not know their plight Though you will still destroy them swiftly before the end of the night You may have made mistakes, may have missed 'em on the ground Their aerials get played so much they might be System of a Down And when you're pissed I hear the sound when the fists begin to pound Keep it together, grow your feathers. I insist, play another round You will take off. You will rise again. You will be so much better off than you were back then Pool shots, hat tricks, reversals as well as epic saves By ball or puck or mutator I swear that you'll be all the rage You really don't see it, do you? The promise in this little cage. Why are we really here? Do you even know what's at stake? Humiliation's a cruel penalty and glory's immortality But your scope is far too centralized if that is all you see Five minutes on the clock, I never thought it'd be so intense Not over till we stop, don't give up if there's even a second left Hold your breath, clench your fist, line it up and push it in Nice shot! Nice shot! Nice shot! Nice shot! We don't play overtime, crush it fast on our first run Push across the line, and don't let up until the timers done Hold your breath, clench your fist, get ready, don't let it in What a save! What a save! What a save! What a save! I may have said too much, go on now, be on your way I was once a rookie like you who just wanted to play Then there was more to prove so I fine-tuned every move Until the game became to real and I swore I would never lose So should we meet again, you'll know by the star atop my antenna I'd hate to have to fight you but therein lies the dilemma Do we spin our wheels for nothing or do we strive to be the best? If your drive comes from your heart you will not falter like the rest

When I met you it was clear that you hadn't eaten in quite some time... We met at the perfect time, right at that intersection of lonely and desperate. I stared into your eyes and felt your hunger reflected back at me. You were starving for attention and craved anything I could offer. You came to the right place. Because I am a shitty diner that's open 24 hours, seven days a week, and it was going on four in the morning when we first met. You mentioned that you hadn't eaten all day, yeah, I bet. See you're not the first person I've met looking for a meal, and if it's late and you need somewhere to rest my comfort is a steal. Most who enter do it with an unintended sense of levity, they aren't there because they want to be, they're there because of necessity. But there was something strange about you, something different I could tell. You came in when everything else was closed but with no hint of malice in your intention, nothing maligned in your convention. By my comprehension you weren't even another late-night patron here with apprehension, you genuinely were seeking my attention. And so you somehow got inside me, you ordered up a plate. I made it especially for you which now you might claim was my first mistake. But it had been so long since someone cared to taste the content of my being, rather than chew it up and digest it because it's something that they need. That plate of food was my love, and soon I was consumed by you. But what I didn't realize at first was that you bit off more than you could chew. For quite some time you were relieved, happy, and content. You couldn't imagine this to be a location you would some day resent. See you had been busy all day and couldn't be bothered to grab a bite to eat, and people get irrational when they're hungry, and you were just glad to finally be off your feet. But you left the meal half-finished, incomplete. You took it home with you, you took a little piece of me. And that next morning when you looked back at the unfinished meal, which in that moment was exactly what you desired, you didn't feel like having seconds because better options could be acquired. So that piece of me sat dormant and waited, growing colder every day. You had already forgotten that it was sitting in your fridge by the time it came to throw it all away. I'm not bitter, I just didn't think you were the type to forget that once this was exactly what you wanted. I'll remain open because that is what I do, perhaps one day we'll meet again. There's always a steady stream of business and there are no plans for renovation. I'll be here if you need me.

Somebody stop me please, I can't keep moving on like this Processor capacity is full; I'm at the end of my whits My surroundings mesh and blend into an abstract fine haze There's no help to be found on such a desolate highway So I run run, I keep on pushing on Bad thoughts, thumbs up, no thanks, hop along Drop knowledge, caffeine, and the same old songs But nothing much about it keeps me happy for long I gotta stop, I can't stop, I'm bound by my levity That facade a nod to plot out the person I oughtta be But the gravity is strong on a night like this And so I'm patron to a showing of misery's greatest hits If I could look away so help me I would never play them The soul of the vehicle that barrels through the AM They'd advise me to sleep it off, the wreckage sounds delightful In contrast to plastered visions of the things that keep me spiteful Where am I? Who knows, some hundreds of miles from home Not that it would alleviate the pressure to which I've grown prone But here alone I tell stories to the trees that pass Deep breath now, keep on moving, put your foot to the gas Out on the road the solitude will only make you insane Alone with your thoughts, can't drive away the pain Masturbating in a gas station to keep my mind at bay Can't help the chemical warfare that's taking place in my brain Alone on the road Nowhere to go Masturbating in a gas station to keep the thoughts at bay I hate this chemical warfare that's taking place in my brain So what's wrong with you? Are you consumed in your head? Don't worry, we both know you're better off miserable than dead So laugh it off dude! Yeah I'll whisper lies to your face Till you believe them wholesale, now you best pick up the pace I'm doing 90 in an 70, heart is pounding heavily Stomach eats itself in a stubborn act of irony Chest now thumping violently, head is spinning fast Lost count of oncoming cars that I have passed Each one offers an easy fix to a life of contemplation Too scared to die so I need a better plan of action No one is awake, the world is still with mockery Unsure of what to do with the apparition haunting me Exit sign, stay alive, somewhere in Nebraska I need dopamine, endorphins, and a Red Bull, please and thank ya Gas isn't all I'm pumping, standing awkward in a stall Beat the anxiety right out of me, I'm feeling appalled I don't even want to do this, but I need some kind of release Drive off into the night tempered with temporary peace Out on this road the solitude will only make you insane Alone with your thoughts, can't drive away the pain Masturbating in a gas station to keep my mind at bay Can't help the chemical warfare that's taking place in my brain Alone on the road Nowhere to go Masturbating in a gas station to keep the thoughts at bay I hate this chemical warfare that's taking place in my brain

When I awake once again, watch me dance Oooh, can't believe I've gotten another chance For I used to rest undisturbed alone Now who dares enter this forsaken home? Whether guided by tome, tablet, or mysterious fate You've sealed your doom, so curious, it's too late For seven lines of sin broken this night put us in this state The clues stacked ample through these pieces of eight The gold standard: I'll represent the root of all evil You came to this place to seek retrieval? Did you not heed the signs reading "KEEP OUT"? Heroes persist in fantasy, you'll die without clout You'll try without doubt, but will you pass the final level? This is so much more than just a dance with the devil It's the final boss battle, it's the ultimate test For I am just your average skeleton still adorned in flesh And I'm a... SPOOKY SCARY SKELETON That's 2spooky4me though So here we are, silly moral, I hope you're up to the task As I rise into form equipped with my spoopy mask Unequivocal horror, far beyond your human grasp Are my dance moves killer? Well I thought you'd never ask I know the smell aint great, gemme a break, I was buried But my moves are fresh to death, that's why I'm in a cemetery In this fight you've got no parry, you're paralyzed and staring That's why you should be wary, because I am just too scary! Where as other haunts might fail, I work faster than a light rail So spooky that I was recently even thrown out of Night Vale Took residence in Silent Hill but they more than had their fill 2spooky for Jigsaw, I came to play and gave him chills Is Freddy Krueger more terrifying? Psh, in your dreams Just keep an eye out tonight because nothing is as it seems Is it Halloween already? 'Cause your party will be crashed And I'll show up once a year to haunt your Tumblr dash Cause I'm a... SPOOKY SCARY SKELETON That's 2spooky4me though

10,000 lakes and I aim to walk 'em all I ain't Jesus but I may as well be 900 feet tall Yeah I come from Minnesota, I thought I told ya, do it real nice When musics all that's left it means something doesn't feel right Lips sealed right, I got a secret I bet you wanna know, you're wishin' Well, throw two cents my way; that's the price of admission I bet I know you real good, I bet we've met before If this is your first interaction I could regale you with the lore But that's a bore, our stories are more like good sushi lately They're made fresh daily Rip it up, slide aside, man it's been a wicked ride I rock like lunar landings always fucking with the tide The first time I cried it was a trip, the second time a mistake Now I smile through the tears through every crisis that I make So what's it gonna take? Push it, push it real bad This goes out to homies so they'll never have to feel sad: I love you and I see you doin' your thing, keep it up And if they try to tell you otherwise (GIVE NO FUCKS) 'ey whassup. My name is StarF, I push it to the metal Pick up traction, quicken action, now I feel it's time to level If you pedal meddlesome junk I'm out, I never settle (Look who's talking) blah blah blah, how you doing kettle?! I paid off my debt and now I'm making calibrations This track ain't speculation it's merely celebration You can take it at face value, so really now let's face it Those that doubted me dun goofed, I know 'cause I backtraced it We take it to the top Like a kid in an elevator, take it to the top! Like a cherry on a sundae, take it to the top! Uh, yeah! We take it to the top!!!

I've heard before that all the world is a stage. I've also heard that my act is all the rage, and all because I had the audacity to write some lyrics down on a page. Strange. All the world a stage may be, but I am only addressing this immediate vicinity. A handful of people in a history of infinity, my night is finite but I never let this limit me. Shoot for the stars, but the sky's the limit. I've spent my whole life within this atmosphere just sucking up the air while living in it. And I look up from time to time and it's sunny and blue, a perfect day to relax and spend the day with you. But other times it's rainy and dark, I can't even sit in the park and write these words on paper because the world is suddenly showing its true nature. I waver and watch the lightning as the limits are imposed, my goals lose all pretense. Shoot for the stars, but the sky is an electric fence. So I go back inside, a smaller venue in which I can confide and confess, I spill words from my lips and pretend like I'm a mess but this was all well prepared and I am not longer scared to stand in front of a crowd and rip my heart out of my chest. Thanks for coming to the show, truly, but know this: Just because I stand here and act like this is a private showing nothing I say tonight is really a secret. It's not because I make it public, it's because I know that you won't keep it. Not really, not in the grand scheme of things, and that's okay. These words were meant to get away. You'll be walking down the street a month later with a friend and maybe my name will come up, we can pretend. You might say something nice like "Oh yeah, I saw him perform at that little place in the city. He was really energetic! I mean the sound quality was a little shitty," and you'd never admit it but mostly you just took pity on the fact that I was standing there on stage pretending to bear my soul, but I wasn't, I was just reaching for the sky and that's when it hit me. Thank you for coming out tonight, what we share is something intimate and grand, but sure as I am just another act on the roster tonight tomorrow there will be another band. And you will not be there, nor will I. And they'll also hand our fliers and say stuff like "Check us out guys!" They'll promote and reach for the sky and next week the cycle will repeat and we can all shoot for the stars but never fly. But one taste of that electric shock running through your veins and you'll realize that it's in your blood to try. This stage is my world, temporarily, as the world is my stage, all the same. I can't help what I do, I have lightning charging through my veins. To everyone out there who didn't make it tonight, I understand. Perhaps we are over-saturated on art, music, poetry, and bands. Because every night you can see another one of us attempt to break through; this stage has seen a lot more performers than I, and if you've ever seen one of them as well, truly from the bottom of my heart, thank you.

How long has it been? I can hardly remember My life feels like a strange blur of Decembers Like I'm always somehow reaching the end With nothing to show, only to begin again And sometimes I feel like my only friend It's as if I can always see hope just around the bend But never make it. Shake it off and go and shake it up Take a deep breath 'cause sometimes we all get stuck And I flashback to the days as a kid in front of the screen It's just another puzzle, so I know what it means When I figure this out, the satisfaction can't be topped This was always my favorite part; I can't be stopped No cheat codes, no manual, nothing to guide me But I find I've always had all the answers right inside me Nostalgia calling, opportunity is knocking, hold the phone Single player mode ain't so bad, I'll go it alone It's dangerous to go alone! Take this! You'll find in time it's handy to keep your wits about you It's dangerous to go alone! Take this! You can always count on you, don't let the others doubt you It's dangerous to go alone! Take this! Yes it can be scary when you feel the dark surround you It's dangerous to go alone! Take this! You're strong enough to make your way and keep the joy around you So hey, you're alone again. Bummer. Sorry. The change in pressure suddenly can certainly feel jarring But you roll with the punches in this mental match of sparring Until you gain the EXP to unlock the gates they're barring Despite the anguish that the solitude is causing There's no need to languish, c'mon dude, no pausing! Don't quit, never surrender until the mission is complete So dust yourself off and find yourself upon your feet It's joyous! Wonderful! Even when it isn't The anger and the sorrow make the future more exquisite You won't regret the things you did more than the things you didn't So it's time to make haste instead of waste, let's hit it! I know it can be difficult to not know where you're going Frustrated and afraid when the winds of change are blowing Feeling like there's no one on Earth that you could trust But I promise, you only need yourself, it's happiness or bust It's dangerous to go alone! Take this! You'll find in time it's handy to keep your wits about you It's dangerous to go alone! Take this! You can always count on you, don't let the others doubt you It's dangerous to go alone! Take this! Yes it can be scary when you feel the dark surround you It's dangerous to go alone! Take this! You're strong enough to make your way and keep the joy around you You only need you to accomplish all your dreams (I only need me to accomplish all my dreams) You haven't come to an ending, as bad as it may seem (I haven't come to an ending, as bad as it may seem) You can break through any obstacle as long as you persist (I can break through any obstacle as long as I persist) It's dangerous to go alone, take this! (I'll give this a second go, if you insist)

I touched the fire and I felt the warmth inside my grasp Asking myself questions like how long do I think it will last But conscious thought was not among the leading motive When throwing caution to the wind when you're seeking just to live I felt a spark in every danger I waltzed into willingly Like this dance with the devil would never end up killing me Foolish kid with a death wish, but this life leaves me breathless Speechless on the edge of something that turned out to be endless I built an empire of memories and squandered all the energy On something undeserving, unrelenting, never meant for me I crossed unnerving to the deep end, diving recklessly and fast Somehow missed the irony, eyes closed shut till the moment passed I enjoy the risks I take because I'm no longer pretending; If they backfire and kill me I'll call this a happy ending [x2] Something happy, and I'm still waiting for Something happy, and I'm still praying for Something happy to reveal itself to me So that one day I can really be the person I pretend to be Stop me if you've heard this one before, I'm on the floor Curling into a ball like I can't even take this life no more Oh sure, we've all been there, we quake against our problems But I live there quite too often and tend to rock the bottom Like I prefer to wallow here, like I pretend to swallow fear But every time tomorrow nears I sense another hollow year I'm giving up again! My motto, don't wear out my catch phrase And I'll stay away from yours, telling me "It's just a phase" Laugh it off, it's all we got, then get up and give it a shot Because if we're not dying yet we might as well smile through these thoughts Thicken the plot, quicken the clot, then realize it's all for naught All this talk is cheaper than the time that we thought we bought We're expected to make the most of it, but within parameters Always stepping up but never prepared, professional amateurs Well you can hand me the baseball bat because I'm feeling up to swing I'm numb to the recoil so when I fail I won't miss a thing I enjoy the risks I take because I'm no longer pretending; If they backfire and kill me I'll call this a happy ending [x2] Something happy, and I'm still waiting for Something happy, and I'm still praying for Something happy to reveal itself to me So that one day I can really be the person I pretend to be This is not the end for me, it was never meant to be [x4] (Something happy) I enjoy the risks I take because I'm no longer pretending; If they backfire and kill me [...] Something happy, and I'm still waiting for Something happy, and I'm still praying for Something happy to reveal itself to me So that one day I can really be the person I pretend to be [x2]