Scratching of the Itch

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Lackthereof

Lackthereof is the solo project of Danny Seim, a founding member of the Portland, Oregon-based band Menomena. more »

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I wallow in self indulgence
An abscess of my woes
Stems from expectations
That i placed on my own growth
Hollowfied
One as one as with my own shell
Fill myself up bit by bit
A process I know all too well
I see myself in a mirror just a shell of who I was
Tainted by my cravings that I quell and then return en masse
Who am I to say that I’m any different
I am just a man living in his temptations
Slowly growing
An itch that must be saited
Cure the craving
That I have instigated
Scratching at the
Itch that I am feeling
Tell my self that
It’s only for the time
Being
Scratch
The
Itch
Killing myself day by day
Just to deal with all the stress
If I’m going to die anyways
The why not have a little excess?
I still survive
Even though I feel myself
Hanging on just by a thread
Waiting for the scissors to close
I am not one for religion But I know it’d be just as good
It will still fill the void Just like we all know it should
Even with the music I play I know it’s the same
It’s just another indulgence We use to keep us sane
Slowly Growing
An itch that must be sated
Cure the craving
That I have Instigated
Scratching at the
Itch that I am feeling
Tell myself that
It's only for the time
Being
Scratch
The
Itch
I seal myself between her legs
I leave myself within the flesh
In this hole is where I’ll stay
I find myself in a tantrum
If I don’t reach orgasm
To my own dick I’m a slave
Work, eat, sleep, repeat
Stay, too, busy to think
Distracting myself with the grind (Overtime)
Tuesday, what day? It’s all the same
Except you can’t buy beer on sundays
I can’t keep up I’ve lost my sense of time
Every dime that I make
Makes me feel a little less shame
My security is aligned with cash
If I’m broke then I’m a joke
At least that’s what I have spoke
I hate myself if I don’t have a stash
Stare, at, the mirror, to see
The source of my envy
Stardom will be what i seek
If I can reach the star of fame
The I might just feel sane
It’s just as addicting as the rest!!!
Slamming my fist down
To establish the crown
I’ll make you bow to dominance
I enforce submission
Through violent aggression
I won’t tolerate resistance
Stay asleep constantly
To avoid depression
I can’t feel pain if not awake...
Make the creation, match expectation
Make expectations match the creation...
Mastication preys upon my self-enrotted brain
Feeling like a caboose at the ending of a train
In my own mind lies willingness needed to make it cease
Time running out before I am left to be deceased
For good
Drain
My life
Feel my body’s strength running out
Feel my mind ascending to the clouds
Feel my soul screaming out for help
Feel my insides clawing at their shell
Slowly Growing
An itch that must be sated
Cure the craving
That I have Instigated
Scratching at the
Itch that I am feeling
Tell myself that
It's only for the time
Being
Scratch
The
Itch

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