went to my grandparents house on monday and me my father and grandfather put up this shed. the thing had so many screws and they live in Kailua so of course it had to rain. i like rain except when it prevents me from doing something. oh and the store manager talked to me about my job(it made me laugh). ok thats all. pump up the volume!!!

no more doors, no more locks
no more windows, no more box
no more, no less
no more six foot digs, no more hypocrites

no more emptiness, no more consequence
no more puppet strings, no more disease

no more growing up
no more happiness
no more lying down
no more complacence

I have...I hold the key...to nothing...it's a
small killing
murder...murder's in the hands...of
motion...as it seems to be

no more nothing, no more anything
no more you, no more me
no more posturing victories
no more nations to defeat
no more deceit

no more holding down
no more pushing me
no more new world order
no more anarchy

I have...I hold the key...to nothing...it's a
small killing
murder...murder's in the hands...of
motion...as it seems to be

I'm washing my hands...of the whole thing

I want no more nothing

I have...I hold the key...to nothing...it's a
small killing
murder...murder's in the hands...of
motion...as it seems to be
I'm washing my hands, of everything...
of everything we are