Conspiracy Theory
Damn Kids
Homelife
LabelMaker
No Boots
Redemption
Heresy
Superstar Liar
Eighth Grade
Stillwater
High On Spirituality
Statement Of Purpose
Conspiracy Theory
i don't know what to tell you
i don't know what to say
i can't be the hero
take your superficial pain away
whining all the time
and acting like a little kid
you're so paranoid
you think that wheel of fortune must be rigged
you sit there and waste your life away
while i tell you to seize the day
you keep a cynic state of mind
while complaining all the time
i will be waiting for you
with not a bitter heart
and if you wanna try again
we'll take it from the start
roll out of bed again
the sun's too bright to make your day
dark glasses on your head
you'll fight those who don't see your way
take your pills; they make you better
well, they make me sick
instead of opening your mouth
maybe you should relax a little bit
Damn Kids
As I was walking down the street
I saw a million faces I couldn't wait to meet
I realized it was a trip
Fucked up again like [insert rhyming lyric]
So you wanna fuck around with us?
You stupid fucking punks, you think you're tough
Don't tell me who I should be
Don't question my authority
My responsibility
Is no responsibility
I got my good guy badge today
And I was free for once. They didn't pass the blame
Preconceptions weren't the game
I looked into your eyes and saw we were the same
Smoke a bowl to clear your head some
We'll drink a bottle of one five one
This is who I am today
I don't know if I will stay
So don't tell me that I'm not free
I will control my destiny
Seen you rollin' with the crew, son
Breakin windows, better run jack run
I'm not who you think I am
I've got my dreams, I've got my plans
Don't you wish you could be me?
With no responsibility
Homelife
i'm alright and i don't need your help
the streets are so cold
but your love is much colder
another day passes into the night
seventeen but i feel so much older
sometimes i think about
the morning i left
broken glass and the screams of hysteria
i don't know if i'll ever go back
middle class but it seems
so much scarier
i'm a hypocrite
i can't sleep at night
all i want is the best of both worlds
broken down again
lost my childhood
but that happened a long time ago
mom, i saw a dead body today
and he looked like he wasn't in pain
i don't fall asleep
i pass out every night
father, give me my old life
i wanna go to school
i wanna get a job
you gave up on me much too easily
what do i have left?
broken dreams of you
what my homelife would have been like...
Label Maker
I wonder why you're so close-minded
I know you should know better than that
You wanna fit in like everyone else
And you don't wanna be the odd man out
I guess it's ok to sell yourself
But don't be surprised when I call you a whore
That's what you are inside
The public eye is all too blind
Classic example of a stereotype
Classic example of what you don't like
I wanna feel the sun shine on me
Kinda sick of what you tell me
All I know is I don't wanna fight
This battle anymore
I wanna feel the sun shine on me
I don't care just what you tell me
I know it'll be alright because...
I always used to get in fights
For doing something that just felt right
I'm tired of this hectic life
Gotta get away from all this strife
But I won't change myself for you
To myself I will stay true
This is my identity
You won't ever change me
Or break me down
No Boots
i spent all day just trying to fix me
an afternoon of wasted time
blue eyes to calm that which afflicts me
never again to shine so kind
so standing tall i face your shadow dimming
my pride allowing not a word
and with that bitter taste, i chase the past away
echoes of you no longer heard
my dreams evaporate tomorrow
disappear without a trace
walking away, you had your chance, i will not beg
it's just another classic case
and so again i sit in silence
eyes fixed in cold, unbroken stare
you say you won't see me tomorrow
i swear i will not move from there
Redemption
Oh, how I miss the summer months and Heresy
Walked in to work my part-time job Superstar Liar
I know that you don't like me Eighth Grade
have you looked in the mirror lately? Stillwater
don’t wanna wake up today High on Spirituality (written by and dedicated to Noel Bacon)
One man stand with his head in his hands Statement of Purpose
Seventeen and stumbling
all that sunshine. Now I'm wallowing in chaos
with a cloud of emptiness above my head.
All these enemies I never knew existed 'til
I took a look around and realized that I'm alone
Something I should've said, or
Something that I could've done.
We'll never know the outcome.
And our regrets will leave us
hanging onto something that was
never there and will never be there again.
Freedom never comes without a price,
and that price is always different.
Sometimes you're never ever completely free.
All I want is another shot at redemption,
and I need you to set me free
Never would we ever be the same
without the sad times. They are contrast
between happiness and bittersweet memories.
I can't explain this feeling burning
deep inside me, but I know in time
I'll find another cure for this disease.
Saw all the TVs on
Never knew how closed your minds would get
I fought back tears as I heard
Estimates about the death toll
Now I shudder to think what war will bring
I don't need your "ethics" pushed on me
I wish I could believe that we are free
Soon enough the world will look and see
Divisions run so deep in this forsaken country
I am real, not just some ordinary kind of creep
And, sad to say, I'm still like you
But I won't close my eyes, sit down, shut up, and wave my flag
No, I am not red, white, and blue
No longer proud to be like you
Then again why was I surprised
At least now I've opened my eyes
I won't be part of your crusade
When a racist, warlike Israel
Gets this nation's support, it's time to
Make your voice be heard, there's a peaceful way
I take responsibility for my own actions and I
Always reap what I have sown
Like the explosion at the fireworks plant, what did you expect?
Fuck with the bull and get the horn
You fucked with the bull and got the horn
You know I hate you, too
The bonds that took us years to form
In days have come unglued
Why do you have to pretend
That nothing's ever changed?
When I see you on the street
Why you like to pretend
That things are still the same?
I don't need your courtesy
And I won't play along and
Lie, and say that I'm alright
Say that I'm your friend
Say that everything
Turned out the way I planned
Say there's no bad blood
No tearstained faces
That's standard procedure
For ex-friends
Megalomania
I tried to accept you as you were
Scars are one thing that will never lie to me
I'll trust my past over your word
Doesn't it hurt to know the truth?
Superstar liar, I hate you
Head full of rage, don't dare make a move
Are you just scared?
Doesn't it hurt to know the truth?
Superstar liar, I am you
Inside me... I'm breaking you down
From the inside out
are you too blind to see what you've become?
do you hear the words i shout at you?
or are you just another one of pavlov's dogs?
maybe my fist knocking on your face
will mean a lot more than the words i say to you
you're so impressionable, but you don't wanna hear it
nothing that i say will ever get the message through
so as we walk through the door of the classroom
you feel the need to shoot your mouth off again
and as your face hits the floor i remember
one day long ago when you and i were best friends
do you even remember the old you?
before you sold yourself to what they had to say
did you forget the meaning of the word true?
did it slip your mind when you gave yourself away?
i hope the bruises will help you remember
i hope this contributes to your self-doubt
it's now a deep, dark part of the past
but i still knew the you before that punk sold out
there’s nothing for me here
can you fast forward me
beyond this string of wasted years?
and you’re all happy
while i shudder when i hear my name
burnt out on school so quick
a 1320 down the drain
...but i'm tired of holding on
i've done my share of waiting
i see the crossroads and there's
no way that i'm slowing down
but i don't know where to turn
the open doors are closing
i'm off the tracks and getting by
on little else but dreams.....
don’t wanna go out tonight
with apathy i’m stuck
i’d ask you for advice
but you’re too busy growing up
pretend i’m sleeping
while my phone is ringing off the hook
and i don’t see much
cause i’m busy trying not to look
and everyone says...
what are you doing with your life
He sits behind the bars at the end of his rope
He used to be the man in the punk band
When his only worry was singing the wrong note
Well, a lady once approached me on the corner of the street
Claiming to be high on spirituality
Flowers in her hair and sandals on her feet
I'll never forget what she said to me, she said
I've learned that life
Never works out well when it's planned
And that sometimes
You're gonna have to fall down before you can stand
She gave me a book and sold me a necklace
With beads that were made from a holy tree
Just like that, she was gone down the street
Getting everyone high on spirituality
I've learned that life
Never works out well when it's planned
And that sometimes
You're gonna have to fall down before you can stand
And now I'm stuck in the middle again
Trying to decide which way to bend
I don't want to oppose, I don't want to defend
I just want to see it all end
Now I find myself walking out the door
Where I'm going, I'm not sure
All I know is this isn't what I'm looking for
Because I want more than you're looking for
I want more than you're looking for
Cause I'm high on spirituality
It kinda makes me wonder
We're just some friends in a punk rock band
Playing our songs for a couple of friends
You might see us in a crowd at a show
Ska, punk, emo, core... GO! GO! GO!
We live today like it was the last
Don't wanna fight, but we could kick your ass
Two side face, you love to hate me
I know you're there somewhere waiting
Searching for this feeling again
Can't slow down until the end
I believe in me
Because I have to believe in something
We're not the best of what's around
But there's nothing that will back us down
So push and I won't fall
Making it is why we came
It may sound arrogant to you
But that's OK, we'll take the blame
This is who we are I don't care what you think
This is who we are I don't care what you think
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