MELISSA CHRYSLER

Wombat

I remember when

The first city was salt lake, the heat was more than we could take 

We’re Legging downtown and laying in the sand

So sick of pizza. But we’re in a fucking band 

From New York to Cali

We’re driving without sleep 

Not getting the back seat but I know for sure that 

There’s no place I’d rather be 

This distance’s making me sick

But you’re the way I handle it

I don’t expect them to understand it

Maybe it’s made up in my head 

We left our lives behind for this

But I am proud of you and proud of what we’ve done

We have to stop and get f’real  

And eat together every meal

It’s late at night with pumpkin hour

Gaga bumping. When did we last shower? 

Toronto to Texas 

The last show was empty 

The A/C is broken but I know for sure that

there’s no place I’d rather be 

This distance’s making me sick

But you're the way I handle it

I don’t expect them to understand it

Maybe it’s made up in my head 

We left our lives behind for this

But I am proud of you and proud of what we’ve done

I remember

Proud of what we’ve done 

This distance is making me sick, woah

But I’m glad we still went and did it. 

This distance’s making me sick

But your'e the way I handle it

I don’t expect them to understand it

Maybe it’s made up in my head 

We left our lives behind for this

But I am proud of you and proud of what we’ve done

I can’t believe we did this 

I’m thankful I could do this with my best friends.

MISCREATION

I am the broken
The denied and forced to hide.
I am the accused and faceless.
I am your fear 
 
I am the broken and disarrayed.
I am the faceless, a name taken away.
 
You thought I was made in your image, 
With the sole purpose to pass on your lineage.
I’m drown in poison.
 
Dismissing my intuition and acuity,
Demanding I believe you came before me. 
 
I will not be forgotten.
 
I turn these pages,
I write the story.
I won’t be silenced.
I will not be forgotten. 
 
Shoot me in the dark, I’ll take it point blank.
Cast your stones, my will is stronger.
Burn me in fire.
 
I spill my blood, a stain you can’t wash out.
I see right through you.
I know your fear. 
 
I am your miscreation. 
I know your fear.
 
I turn these pages,
I write the story. 
I won’t be silence. 
I will not be forgotten. 
 
I am your fear. 
I won’t be silenced.
I am fear.