through the remains i have been sorting    seeking refuge underneath flourescent skies    an apocalypse of pity    i know she is safe and building her disguise       bracing for the scavengers    who reign upon my humble domain    fills my face with anger    into permanent distortion       i'm ugly getting over you    it's what you wanted    you're gorgeous running out of me    it's what you wanted    i'm ugly getting over you    i know that you're more beautiful now       everday's survival lesson    brings another scarring session to sustain    i anticipate a lesion    it's a chemical reaction to my pain       7,000 weathered faces    hide my beautiful and buried smile    sleeping seems to be the greatest medication       i'm switching channels, silly sitcoms are a metronome    one beat about half an hour    i will shun the radio    because i hear my life in every song       brushing off the bottle    i become a connoisseur for a night    rake the dead grass from the bitter green    that's growing wild