Kublai Khan The Hammer

You will never cease to seek validation

Desperation grows lower than my lowest lows

Trapped inside where I hide

You will never know, you will never ever know

Bitch

Panic sets in as I envision the abyss I’ve crept in

Don’t come back here, turn away knowing none can go near

Memorize this strict warning from a fucking bastard

Misery lives and she will hunt you till it’s all that makes sense

Another day, my friend

Into the mirror I descend

Reenact these reactions

Duplicate the appearance of passion

Act up as a weapon of distraction

When deep down my nerves strike up like matches

And I’ll never leave this state of mind

I’ve tried. It’s useless. It’s useless

I remain afflicted

I remain afflicted

Forever suspicious

Of anyone that listens

Knowing well I’m nothing worth fixing

My tongue is a shovel, it dug deep

Bringing you to my level

Another day, my friend

Another day I must suffer to pretend

That this shit doesn’t kill me

That I’m fine and no lover to misery

My own friends don’t visit me

I know why. No one Ever wants my company

It’s all there

My mirror Medusa, my master

My secret. My slave. My captor

From birth through death and forever

I won’t let you walk away yet

I take your steps as a fucking threat

My warning is a fucking threat

Panic sets in as I envision the abyss I’ve crept in

Don’t come back here, turn away knowing none can go near

Memorize this strict warning from a fucking bastard

Misery lives and she will hunt you till it’s all that makes sense

Kublai Khan River Walker

Day falls to night

You’ve become

Someone else

To me now

In this light

I can see

Who you are

Bleed me out

Be my god

Be my last

Weigh me down

Hang my head

Toss me back

Break me down

Hate the smell

Hate the sounds

You’re the one that I found

You and no one else

You’re the one that I found

Kublai Khan Divisions

I scream, a cord and a mic, crucial extensions of myself

Swings and motions, carried through, to portray my emotion

From my heart, through my lungs, up my neck and out my mouth

Are the things that I truly seem to give a shit about

But then I realize nobody even cares

In one ear and out the other

In one ear and out the other

All the fucking kids

Oh they don’t even know

What it means

That they’re chanting about

[?]

I remember the day when I first felt proud

More than words, more than scribbles etched in my mind

Well Andy, I hope you were right

Do think they’re listening?

To what we’re about

I’m young and I’m pissed off

And I feel that I’ve got shit to say

Kublai Khan Split

My life slips away now

Under microscopes

I split into pieces

All my life

Separating these visions

While dividing the sequence

Into pieces

I spend my lifespan

Tracing a new plan

For me to find a way out

To get back to

All the feelings I lost

Like a wall on edge of emotion

Too high to scale, too long to look past

This is another impasse

Endless traps on the path

In which my feet falter

Don’t trip or fall farther

Backwards

Into my warpath

Walk back my words

My shallow plan

Kublai Khan Come Out Of Your Room

A deep breath I took

My lungs rattled

My hands shook

And like a furnace my face burned

Silence

Eyes lit

Vision unturned

Forgive my words

Forget me now

At my feet

On the floor lay a lifeless mess

In my chest

Beat a heart on the verge

Red about to break

You tried to die by the bed side

Please God why?

Answer me

The right goodbye

Would have come out wrong

At that point it was pointless anyway

Pain, hate, fear, loss, rage

They begin to swallow me

They begin to swallow me

All I wanted at the very moment

Was anything among

Answers or exit signs

And from that view I became you

To be the one desperate for escape

With your attempt at death

I make a point to live

I will now live

Kublai Khan Salt Water

Victim

The role you’ve always chosen

Sadness

Deception moves this bitch, but I can’t

I see right through you

You don’t have me fooled

Quite the pretender

Broken and bitter

Dime a dozen

Beyond fake when you wallow and wail to me

Each word frantic for sympathy

I’m agitated by your deviant empathy

No help from me

You say that you will

Build yourself up

But we both know you won’t

Another ploy to muster emotion

We both know you won’t

Another game that you’ve made

We both know you won’t

You won’t make the fucking change

Beyond fake when you wallow and wail to me

Each word frantic for sympathy

I’m agitated by your deviant empathy

No help from me

The helpless create their life

It’s so easy to never fucking try

It’s all on you

Kublai Khan Balancing Survival And Happiness, Pt. 1

In other people I’ve lost most faith

But who’s to say I’m not viewed the same

[2x]

Here’s to me

I am in need

Because I want not need

Not feeding the hungry

No soothing relief

Now look down on me

I am the worst of these

Because I beg for more

Knowing other’s need

Applaud me

I’ll bow

As I pat my own back

For thinking good thoughts

Tilt your nose up

The balancing act

Hang my head as these problems

Scream out

You selfish fuck [2x]

Children cry

People die

Countries fight and all I

Do is think of myself

Such is human nature

I’ve lost my way

But I was given two hands to help too

Human rights

Drone strikes

War

Public lies

What can I do? [2x]

In other people I’ve lost most faith

But I’m trying to fix my mistakes

We’re all balancing survival and happiness

Kublai Khan Belligerent

I lose little sleep. It’s sad, but true

Drowning in unhappiness. It’s nothing new

Anger now comes easily and frequently

Replacing who I used to be with someone weak

I wait patiently for clarity

Anxiously I count my time with no relief

So I mold my grief into madness

Release all my pain and my sadness

Quick fix. An explosive reaction

Making a mess with the way that I’ve acted

I don’t know when it all began

I had a bigger heart when I was a younger man

Still I deny

I have any anger issues

Still I deny

Chances are I’ll probably fucking lose it

I lose little sleep. It’s sad but true

Drowning in unhappiness. Fuck you

Frustration it never ends.

If you fucks could just fuck off and die please

I think I might finally be happy

I know this isn’t healthy

I never asked you to help me

Maybe you are the cause of this

Years of people walking up and down my nerves

But you think I should let you in?

Just so you

So you can fuck me one more time

The world made me like this

Sad part is I couldn’t care less, bitch

So fucking move

Kublai Khan Blossom

Plastic flowers

On a cold level splay

Cigarettes lay sizzling

In your

Tarred ash tray

46 and always sick

My hopes

They were all gone

Vacuum lips and every bit of smoke

Is withdrawn

Get up [2x]

A rush of fire burns

I’m in its light

Choked up or chained down

And I burned with it

And I burned with you

Every time you coughed

I feared the very worst

Thinking you ate smoke

To cure your belly’s thirst

Like loose change in a coffee can

Your throat it would burst

And I wanted better for you

Strangled your days were cursed

Charred lungs

And breath that smoldered

I just couldn’t see it

Till I got older

You spoke through crackles

And you walked as if you were shackled

Slowly but surely

It got you too

And I just watched

I did nothing

Fuck