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INHERENT ABSENCE —
ALBUM THIRTY‑TWO (32)
This album contains
a wide range of emotionally intense, explicit, and potentially
distressing material.
While several tracks are reflective and
introspective in nature, others employ graphic language, dark humor,
and extreme satire.
Listeners are
advised that this album includes references to:
• Depression,
alienation, grief, and existential despair
• Suicidal
ideation, murder–suicide language, and violent fantasy
• Gun
violence, mass harm imagery, and emotional aftermath
• Sexual
content including explicit acts, degradation, fetishization, and
bodily fluids
• Sexual
assault implications, grooming references, and taboo subject matter
• Substance
abuse, intoxication, and reckless behavior
•
Misogynistic, misanthropic, and intentionally offensive language
•
Mockumentary-style parody of real public figures and scandals
• Mental
health crises, dissociation, obsession, and rumination
• Dark comedy
involving bodily functions, disability, and death
• Religious
doubt, loss of faith, and spiritual emptiness
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sincerity with provocation, often shifting abruptly from
vulnerability to vulgarity, and from humor to despair. Certain tracks
may be triggering for survivors of abuse, violence, or mental health
struggles.
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intended for mature audiences only.
Listener discretion
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ALBUM THIRTY TWO
(32)
INHERENT ABSENCE
1. Another Epic Poem
2. Stars and
Strangers
3. Tony’s Song
4. Kill the Seed
5. Key To Be Free
6. Perfect
7. Act Fasting
8. Groove Back II
9. Closure /
Aftermath
10. My Fan Fiction
11. Daylight Savings
12. Diddy
Mockumentary Parody
13. Lick My Toes Ho
14. Me and Tom
Cruise
15. Reckless Girls
16. Love and My Hand
17. Wallflower Poop
18. RIP Charlie
19. When You’re
Hammered
ANOTHER EPIC POEM
As the cameras
flashed
Somehow I held
everything back
Oh, how I was so
ready to snap
Yet so caught up in
the moment
I knew I could not
show it
So I made it seem
like I cherished it
As on the inside I’d
lie
and try to hide
All of my rough,
jagged edges
and my innermost
blemishes
While on the outside
I’d smile,
Shake hands and high
five
The people as they
filed
Up and down now
They’re crowding
around
both sides of the
aisle
This was before your
time
This was before your
time
This was before your
time
Back when you didn’t
know me
Back when I barely
knew myself
This was before your
time
This was before your
time
This was before your
time
Back when I was
searching for
Safety in seclusion
far away from someone else
But when I heard the
magic of your words
As you sang I
actually praised the lord!
And those of you who
know me would all agree
That that’s my own
personal version of blasphemy…
Why did I believe in
you?
Was it because I
knew
You’d come to
believe in me, too…
Eventually…
Or was it because
before you came
around
I found I was
spiritually empty…
I was oh so empty…
Then suddenly, you
appeared…dear
And here was this
well
Ahh…Refreshing as
hell
Just then your voice
rang out
As clear as a bell,
“Drink up, drink
up…
For we have more…
Yes, there’s
plenty!”
Since that day
I have NEVER lost my
faith
My faith in me...
My faith in you...
My faith in our
ability to adapt or escape...
To either leave or
lead this human race!
STARS AND STRANGERS
I’ve seen faces
come and go
Like seasons in a
small-town square.
Old men feeding
birds,
mothers combing
tangled hair.
You can tell a lot
about a place
By who still waves
when you drive by,
And who hides behind
curtains
pretending they’re
not lurking as they hide.
There was a girl I
met
With a long silver
medallion chain,
We held hands,
shared dream and
danced barefoot in
the rain.
She said even if the
world is mostly pain,
Why not strut our
stuff and do our thang?
I wrote her name in
dust upon my dashboard,
And then we drove
until the letters disappeared.
Take heed of the
warning
Things in your rear
view mirror may actually be closer than they appear...
We woke up to a
radio preacher
Saying time is
running thin,
But the clock on my
wall don’t scare me now
Like it once did
back then.
I’ve been building
little fires
To light my way back
home
Finally stoking
embers
Feeling renewed in
their warm glow.
There was a note
taped to my mirror —
Saying: “Don’t
you dare forget who you are!”
I kept on reading
until the rain ran down the ink,
Navigating distance
only by the stars.
Now I’m older than
I ever planned to be,
Still searching for
the knowledge that can set us free.
The road is cracked,
the signs are bending,
But the engine hums
its familiar, steady key.
Maybe all this
wandering is just rehearsal for the end,
A way of making
peace with having to start again.
If love is its own
language coming through in waves
I await the warm
embrace I’m ready to be washed away!
The moon hangs low
above the pines tonight,
A white yellow round
against canvas black blends
If she’s
listening, tell her I still write, I will write...
And some day I’ll
return with what I lost back then...
TONY’S SONG
I said weasel, let's
talk
About our favorite
three letters
(USA)
As free men, we walk
But only if they let
us
(yeah, yeah)
Down the road we go
Knowing well some of
us won't return...
(no)
Yeah, another thing
we know
We've been watching
this slow, slow burn...
(slow)
We’re burning,
burning, watching our dreams go up in flames,
Looking for a reason
not to treason, but the reason never came.
Caught between the
future and the mess we're in today
Trying to get in,
get out, trying to get it before it gets away…
The fire keeps
getting hotter
But now I got a
daughter
It's up to me to
teach her what she learns
Yeah, I've got to
find a way to cope
When I know I'm
losing hope
And I'm gonna hit
that point of no return!
Chorus:
We’re burning,
burning, watching our dreams go up in flames,
Looking for a reason
not to treason, but the reason never came.
Caught between the
future and the mess we're in today
Trying to get in,
get out, get it and make our getaway…
There's about a
million people in the world
Who are better than
all the rest
To have any more
than that
Is really
superfluous
So with that in mind
What is my purpose?
To be the Luigi
In Mario's World?
Should I strive to
save a princess
Or die trying to
flip the turtles?
Maybe find the king
of the castle
And shake up every
piece on the board
Be a
twentieth-century Robin Hood
Send someone bad
back to the Lord!
We’re burning,
burning, watching our dreams go up in flames,
Looking for a reason
not to treason, but the reason never came.
Caught between the
future and the mess we're in today
Trying to get in,
get out, and live to see the light of next day…
I finally watched
The Sopranos
Two decades after it
aired
Whatever happened to
Keanu Reeves?
That kinda guy has
all but disappeared...
I’ve got a
troubled mind
During these
troubled times
Yeah, you say you’re
one in a million –
And I say there’s
over eight-thousand of your kind!
We’re burning,
burning, watching our dreams go up in flames,
Looking for a reason
not to treason, but the reason never came.
Caught between the
future and the mess we're in today
Trying to get in,
get out, maybe be heard when we got something to say…
Trying to get in,
get out, trying to get it before it gets away…
Trying to get in,
get out, trying to get it before it gets away…
Trying to get in ,
get out, trying to_______________________
Trying to get in,
get out, trying to _______________________
additional lyrics
maybe:
My Great Godfather
always wanted to die early
Just so he said he
would look good at the wake
He's ninety-eight
and counting....
Doctor says he's
doing great
I'm gonna steal
everything
That you let me take
I'm gonna lie and
disguise
I'm gonna hide and
fake
All my fears and
tears
That'll make me
break
It's not gonna stop
All the thoughts
I'm gonna create my
fate
Create OUR fate
Watch and...
Just you wait....
KILL THE SEED
Don't go in the
ocean
Don't you dare try
to fly in the sky
There are sharks
beneath the dark water
Above fucking
glowing drones that fly
There's bugs in all
our devices
And roaches in the
pot, yes
Messages that are
subliminal
Are now entering our
heads!
A death sentence is
now thirty paragraphs
We all signed but
didn't read
Technology is
bringing us backwards
Save the chaff and
kill the seed
A crazy man wanting
to to Mars
When I just want to
go to California
KEY TO BE FREE
Why do so many
believe
That insanity
Is the key to be
free?
I see zombies frozen
asleep
On the sides of the
street!
PERFECT
Eyes are watching
but they don’t see me
While all the tragic
people long to be me
Don’t know why
that is
Don’t wanna play
into the hysteria
That’s why I
always try to break free
Believing there’s
another way to live
Than what they’re
telling ya…
Am I among the few?
Many would have you
believe so
What does your
neighbor say?
Why don’t you go
knock on his door?
Alas, he moved real
far away long ago
Set out searching
though he declined to define
What he’d be
looking for…
Just said he’d
know it when he sees it
In his bestest
version of broken English
Funny how I’ve
grown to understand it
And even come to
speak it
You say screw it
I’ll just do it
Doesn’t have to be
the perfect plan
Start by doing
Gets things moving
If you wanna get
into the
Or outtava jam!
You just say screw
it...
I’ll just do it!
For there ain’t no
perfect plan, man…
For there ain’t no
perfect plan, woman…
For there ain’t no
perfect plan,
My child…
ACT FASTING
Buridan's Ass...
Buridan's Ass…
I know I've become
unstable because
Lately I've been
feeling trapped
I look both ways
And still here I'm
at...
With all this open
field
And all these things
I feel
And yet no clear
path
Buridan's Ass...
Buridan's Ass…
He died right here
from indecision
Left his bones to
act as our map
Buridan's Ass...
Buridan's Ass…
When you're empty,
hungry and thirsty
Sometimes the secret
is just knowing when
to act!
You could learn a
lot from a donkey
If you just know the
right questions to ask…
GROOVE BACK II
I don’t wanna know
about my heroes...
The same way I don’t
wanna know if my doctor drinks
Being who you are
has gotten you this far
But you’ve stalled
and hit a wall
My guy… what are
you doing to yourself?
Didn’t you used to
be someone else?
I’m trying to get
my groove back
(Groove back)
And prove that
(Prove that)
The haters were
wrong
I'm trying to write
a new refrain
where I show
restraint
and not lose from
where I came
you know
same old shit, same
old song!
CLOSURE / AFTERMATH
Well, we're way past
the Fourth of July...
And I'm sinking fast
by the riverside
I see my possessions
out on the block
Everything I worked
so hard for will be gone
And I’ll be left
here holding on
But I can’t stay
here
So I’ll be moving
on….
Moving on…
I’ll be moving
on...
You could call it a
midlife crisis
I keep giving in to
my vices
But the thing is
It's been like this
since I was sixteen
It never stops,
sometimes it slows then gets real mean!
Grows and grows…
Some are calling it
a midlife crisis
Why I keep giving in
to my vices
While avoiding all
the people
who knew me back in
the day
Because if they saw
what I’ve been doing
I know what they
would say
My life is in ruins
Since I came back
from abroad
I was broken from
her powers
And yeah, I fucking
lost God! Yeah
See, she made me
hate my past
It was all a
landslide after that
I did everything
little she asked
Now you’ll have to
bask in the aftermath…
I just bought a gun
and you know why…
That fucking cunt is
gonna die!
A whole bunch of
bullets by my side
Just the latest
murder suicide
You watched her take
her first breath
I watched her take
her last
Now we’re both
left with the side effects
of actions that
can’t be taken back
The family is still
craving the familiar
while strangers mill
over the peculiar
How could one kill
with such composure
That’s why you see
me here seeking closure
To a door, a cell, a
tomb
God grant me the
strength
to go on, to yell,
to cry somehow
It is time
I’m a prisoner of
my brain
A victim of biology
Slowly driven insane
By a hollow graphic
society
I let a wrong turn
define my path
Now you’re left
dealing
with the aftermath
I felt like life
had kicked my ass
What I’ve done
I can’t take
back...
We can’t take
back...
And since sociopaths
are bad with names
To you my kind it
might sound strange
Yeah, all you’re
gonna do is fan the flames
It’s just gonna be
another attempt in vain
We both know things
aren’t gonna change
Feels like I’m
screaming
into a
hurricane-cane-cane-ane-ane-ane……...
MY FAN FICTION
She was more than a
world away
Yet this dream I
could not shake
Taking up the best
time she had
Shouldn't have done
that now looking back
Sometimes you can
end the world
With just your good
intentions
I needed more than
refinement
I needed reinvention
Always driven by
passion
Maybe more an
addiction?
Why not
self-improvement I'm now asking
I was trying to make
fact this fan fiction, yeah!
I tried to find the
perfect girl
Inside of this
imperfect world
As I sit and trace
my greatest mistakes
My last decade alone
- give or take
I Lost a girl i
never had
On two planes I had
to come back
I was more numb than
I was sad
Crawling back home
to my two cats
I been trying to
hide from my mind...
but there's no
escape
I been thinking
about the one that got away...
every single Fucking
day
When I lied to
myself
I used to actually
believe
But now I stopped
playing pretend,
hell, nah, I don't
even dream
Lost from the here
and now
Now she's two worlds
away
To that other side
Over in that better
place...
DAYLIGHT SAVINGS
I drive by school
bus stops...
Quite a lot
To see who leaves
their kid
Alone in the dark.
Daylight Savings
Time,
It could cover up a
crime
I drive by school
bus stops quite a lot
To see who leaves
their kid alone in the dark.
Daylight savings
time, it could be a crime, if you know.
I drive by school
bus stops quite a lot
To see who leaves
their kid alone in the morning.
Daylight savings
time, it could be a crime.
Take it from me, let
this be your warning.
Take it from me,
it's your warning.
Take this from me as
your warning.
Take this from me as
your warning
I drive by school
bus stops quite a lot…
DIDDY MOCUMENTARY
PARODY
Voiceover:
According to the 50 Cent doc,
Diddy hired 8
lawyers at his trial for multiple
millions of dollars…
We right here?
We gonna defend him
for FREE!!!
Diddy had great
taste in clothes, and bows and hoes — fa sho!
And maybe he had a
darker side the public didn’t know
But hey, any man can
kill a rap god or two —
But to get off Dred
Scott free with all that blood on your shoes!!!
That’s something
only a true pro can do…
Benjamin Netanyahu…
I’m lookin’ at
you!
And you too, Georgie
Bush Two!
It was Cassie, not
P, who gave you that STD
So classy is she, to
not disclose….
Well she’ll be
spend that Diddy money
When she’s being
deposed, exposed,
You know these
hoes!!! Can’t keep their legs closed….
LICK MY TOES HO
Those lick my toes
hoes blow more than ya nose...
She was a belly down
pound town lick my toe ho!
The kind that you
find by the side of the road, yo
That crystal is lit
goes right up her nose, ho
Yeah, give that
bitch an inch and she never let go, no!
There's a felon in
the house
Second time around
You can say she's
got a type
No, they don't stick
around
And mommy's little
girl
On the menu tonight
Better not fall
asleep...
Best to put up a
fight...
Those lick my toes
hoes blow more than ya nose...
Be lining up the
bros in rows and rows
With toxic cocks
exposed
that gonna show and
grow
And grow and grow
and grow and grow
and grow and
explode!
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
She was a belly down
pound town lick my toe ho!
The kind inclined to
give you all a go
if y'all got enough
dough
She'll go down slow
and be gettin' low, low, low, low
ME AND TOM CRUISE
Bitch don't even
know my first name
Still gave her the
dick quick just the same
There's a few guys
who get to fuck anyone that they choose:
Like Denzel, Collin
Jost, Brad Pitt, Me and Tom Cruise, yeah
Then you got those
nerdy guys who all had to get rich
To have any luck
with the chicks with those little dicks! eww
Gates, Bezos and
Zuck and that Father Fucking Musk
All sat at the loser
table together at lunch
Mad plotting against
the world openly wishing me dead
So all the good
things I had they could have instead
A quarter century
later it's all crumbling down
Now they rule the
world they're making leaving town
Yeah, but I'm not on
my own
There's a few of us
who
RECKLESS GIRLS
Nailing girls who
are reckless.
Something always on
my checklist, yeah.
I'll come you a
whole pearl necklace.
I'll come you a
whore pearl necklace.
I'll come you a
whole pearl necklace.
I'll come you a
whore pearl necklace!
Fuck them sluts and
cucks!
Fuck them sluts and
cucks!
Fuck them sluts and
cucks!
I taught your wife
jujitsu… Who knew?
I taught your wife
jujitsu.
Who knew, who knew?
I taught you wife
Jujitsu, who knew?
When chasing after
her
still holding my
broom,
how does she get out
of my Diddy room?
Straight head first
down the slip and
slide.
With all that baby
oil, she glides and glides
and glides and
glides and glides and glides
and glides and
glides and glides and glides
and glides!
She glides.
When chasing after
her
still holding my my
broom,
how does she break
out of my Diddy room?
Head first, straight
straight head first
down the slip and
slide
with all that baby
oil.
She glides and
glides and glides and glides and glides.
She glides,
Escaped her chain
She's now free to
roam
This is like some
pornographic version
of Home Alone...
Looking up and down
and searching
everywhere
when I finally found
a trail
of shaven pubic
hair.
Lucky for me,
I'm gonna follow
this clue,
and I'm gonna follow
this trail to happiness
that's gonna lead me
to you…
I'm gonna lick your
clit
and twist your tits
and then come in
your ass
so we don't have no
kids.
Now you're gonna fit
me
like a broken-in
glove
straight in your
rectum
are going all of the
above:
My left testicle and
tongue
And my penis head,
chin and thumb
Followed by my big
toe.
And what comes next?
Oh, wouldn’t you
like to know!!!!
It could be over
fast.
It could be over
quick.
It could make you
smile
or be some sadistic
shit.
LOVE AND MY HAND
I met a girl with a
nub
at the poet's club
Looked into her blue
eyes
As I put both my
hands on her thighs...
Knowing she could
only push one away
I knew that love and
my hand were here to stay
Love and my hand...
Love and my hand...
Loving my hand...
Now after some lovin
We got a bun in the
oven
All of a sudden
We got another
little nubbin
Another little
nub...
Another little
nub...
Love a little nub...
Yeah I love to eat
cake
So I keep on baking
But I keep having
kids
Whose hands are
taken
Love and my hand
Another little nub
I'll have you
understand
You both can share a
pair of gloves, yeah, alright...
The Premise is I
keep having kids whose hands are missing.
We all do one-handed
activities but I secretly wish to do two handed activities
maybe beg to be
pegged?
WALLFLOWER POOP
Gonna take a poop in
the night...
Hope it's gonna
flush right
Doesn't matter who
clogged the bowl
You got a wide
asshole
Tried to free it
up...
But now the
plunger’s stuck
Yeah, now you really
fucked up!
But now its doesn’t
matter who did what
Amidst this… now
toxic flood!
One, two, three
swipes... a poop knife
Shit drips
splattered 'neath the seat
Somebody gonna have
to clean up
You hope nobody sees
you make your great escape
Oh FUCK SHIT it’s
too late!
Try to come up with
a story they can understand
When you notice your
hand….
Looks like ya forgot
to wipe!
This night didn’t
go as you had planned.
RIP CHARLIE
I’ve been waiting
for Charlie Sheen to die
For thirty years
since nineteen ninety-five
September
twentieth-eighth around ten o’ nine
Caught! My mom and
Charlie having a good time!
Just a young lad,
maybe ten years old
My mom was all I had
— to have and hold
Couldn’t find the
cream I had a rash…
Opened mom’s door…
A big black dildo in Charlie’s ass!
That's when my life
got turned upside down.
The night Charlie
come over with Mr. Brown!
Now I never met
anyone famous before
Except for Gary
Busey outside a liquor store
But, nah I wasn’t
thinking I want an autograph
I want a baby
brother so my mom can take half!
Or one-third of
one-half because the two ex-wives, child support….
I end up catching
mom and Charlie each putting dildos in their asses
in the bedroom and I
end up growing up fucked up
and I’ve traced it
back to this moment in time.
Still waiting for
Charlie to die! Haha.
WHEN YOU'RE HAMMERED
Can I have my car
keys, please?
I wanna go hit some
trees...
'Cause I'm hammered!
One text or call
could ruin it all...
When you're
hammered!
Yeah, that fine,
fine sister
Turns out to be a
mister...
When you're
hammered!
You were too busy
eating
To notice you were
bleeding...
'Cause you were
hammered!
You just HAD to
touch her chest
But that's a felony
arrest...
Because you were
hammered!
You just peed your
pants warm
Like a tropical
storm...
Yeah, you were
hammered!
In jail you spent
the night
When that cop you
wanted to fight...
'Cause you were
hammered!
Your girlfriend
slapped you in the face
The two of you got
sprayed with mace...
Because you were
both hammered!
-
If my life was a
movie
I'd have died up on
that silver screen
I swear I'm the
luckiest man alive
Let me tell you son,
what I've seen
