R.I.P. Mark Linkous

Bridge. Freight. Smolder. Heinous. Crotch.

I've wasted my whole life searching for more time.
And now, looking back, I would change absolutely everything.
[I'm not sure how much for the better.]

(has nothing to do with)

I just can't stop thinking: For a moment,
We were closer than beach sand.
But you see, I ravaged her like a cheeseburger
Just like the rest.

(has nothing to do with)

Much too shy to tell her the truth:
When we first met, you looked so beautiful I wanted
To pull off your skin and wrap it around my feet.

C'est vrai.

With or without your help, we're getting out of this town. I fucking swear.

I hate the way you clean your teeth with that paintbrush.

Freaks with scalpels stole my vision. (It's not what you think. It was a religious experience.)

Not until I've eaten her toenails. (I want a fetish.)

Fillings.

Inkara. (I remember.)

I lost your name.

Just jump over her. (She's dead anyway.)

Just pour it into your engine.

Oh my God, I think I'm... I'm... going!

How did he say that? Oh, I remember: "I want to look like Woody Allen when I die."

Smile, it's only family.

I hate the way this shit tastes.

You look like a crab in that dress.

Shut up and take another.

Mogul Mogul Mogul.

I digress

Seek truth in repetition.

Search for rhythm in traffic.

Walk through the beat.

Die of nothing but boredom.

Eat first, think later.

Patience is the sole luxury of the disinterested.

Believe me when I say.

I hope you wither in heat.