Adulthood has found you scared and alone.
-Hippo Campus, Little Grace

Peace, weed, cocaine, and mushrooms, and shit will bring peace on earth. Someday you’ll see it.
-Hippo Campus, Little Grace

We’ll just fight to beat the ones we hate.
-Hippo Campus, Opportunistic

If Jesus had brothers like I do here then walking on water is a blissful fear.
-Hippo Campus, Close To Gold

You baptized my grief with a kiss of grace then cut off my ears and I feel no pain.
-Hippo Campus, Close To Gold

Oh, bashful creatures, I don’t give a shit. Oh, bashful creatures, drown yourselves in it.
-Hippo Campus, Bashful Creatures

I do not care who you are or the company you keep; overall lack of concern with who sleeps on your sheets.
-Hippo Campus, Bashful Creatures

I do not care who you are, I don’t care what you wear. I don’t care who you are, I don’t care who you scare.
-Hippo Campus, Bashful Creatures

I see futures that you won’t. I see futures where our nights are lost to condensation.
-Hippo Campus, Vines

I’m sick of your come downs. Sick of your truce. Sick of your way. I’m sick of your tragedy that’s living in our status. I’m sick of your echoes. Sick of these ghosts that haunt our place. I get a feeling that I’ll never leave this house again.
-Hippo Campus, Vines

Oh, love, I’ll only call you when I’m drunk, on Tuesday.
-Hippo Campus, Tuesday

Sometimes I call it Tuesday. Sometimes I call it the best day of my life. Maybe that was a Friday, making conversation with box of wine.
-Hippo Campus, Tuesday

Sometimes I think I’m mundane. Sometimes I think I’m better off like my dad. Maybe that’s progressive. Maybe that’s the working class.
-Hippo Campus, Tuesday

My friends say we are the lucky ones in terms of our relationship, alcoholic tendencies underneath our fingertips. I think I love you. I think I know you. Or is it only liquor speak? I want to love you. I wanna know you.
-Hippo Campus, Tuesday

I need nothing more than my problems. Just let me know when you’ve found them.
-Hippo Campus, Epitaph

I’m a cryptic writer. I’m an ignorant fool. I’m a poor excuse for poetry trying to play it cool.
-Hippo Campus, Epitaph

You’ve got tact and I’ve got bravado. I’m a ghost and you are a shadow.
-Hippo Campus, Epitaph

I’ll be fine on my own, she said, I don’t need you inside my head. I’ll be fine on my own, she said, all my love’s wrapped in shades of red.
-Hippo Campus, Buttercup

I’ll be fine, I’m alright, it’s my body. Gonna stick to my guns like you taught me. Holy hell, I can tell that you hate me. Dying moon keep me up, keep me waiting.
-Hippo Campus, Buttercup

I’m taking vacation where vacancy’s permanent. I’ll find the inner tranquil there.
-Hippo Campus, Vacation

Oh, I waited up for you. Oh, you said that you wanted me, too.
-Hippo Campus, Traveler

I used to think that you took it all but instead you maybe took a fall.
-Hippo Campus, Sula

I have seen the bitter change of things. I know how you feel.
-Hippo Campus, I (Oh I)

I could take you on a rooftop, baby. Where you been lately? Cut my ears off and call me a child. Waiting all the while, waiting all the while for you.
-Hippo Campus, St. Paul Roofs

Tell me friend. Are you content with how it has to be?
-Hippo Campus, St. Paul Roofs