Informal Gluttony

Between The Buried & Me

Rebuild
Cannot close our eyes

Construction paper traffic corner office destruction
The cityscape burns brighter by the hour
Clock tower: bring us all down
Marching like ants to the foundation of a higher form
Trash. Capped and smothered
Trash bag
Trash hat
Wrinkle-free clients of doom

Feed me fear (informal gluttony)

Construction paper lawns force-fed attention grabber
when will you learn
First come first serve
The all you can eat trumpet, playing the tunes of our death
Breathe, now blow
Now blow

Let it be heard

The preacher's talent is going through the airwaves
(I need to be led in the right direction. Set up the bumpers
Running in the gutter)
The little kids taught me well
but I wonder why they don't listen anymore
(It's a television nightmare)
Eat and watch, eat eat eat, what they feed
Corner office tubes, give me the best view in the hut

Feed me fear (informal gluttony)