I went out walking just had to think all day spent talking really need a drink we have the luxury of fighting in our seats a price for any justice the
I don't understand the fucked up shit we do and i won't pretend that it's ok and look the other way I'll never know I'll never know what it means to
this is a story of so-called friends, just opportunist, take what they can trust and honour are words to them they smile while they stab you in the back
Woke up hung like a ton of bricks Don't know where the hell I am! Whos this naked next to me What did I do?! I gotta pee! Can't work or go to school
Listen up I got something to say I wanna say it now, before it's too late It's important for you to know, just how I feel I don't need to say Where
it's ok to scream out loud that way you feel so helpless and no one seeems to care they say they do but when you need a friend its not their problem
i know i'm shrinkin i wake up every morning and can't get out of bed you might be thinkin this prognostication is all just in my head i know that young
I'm sick of all the fighting sick of all the hate sick ofall this fear and loathing no one communicates sick of listening to the crap called the American
I could be wrong, but I've seen your face before Not sure which side you're on, but be sure this is war Can you find me, can you find me, walking through
Woke up it was the last day of the year People all around acting pretty weird Living off of memories and recalling their regrets Remembering the good
Another cigarette Another cup of coffee Another cup of empty dreams Another wasted day I got no politics No faith! No means! No anything! I got no confidence
capitulation We had our day is there anything left to say? Old punks don't die ...they just cash I should have seen the videos on the screen Selling
I've got a '66 Ranchero, with a souped up 289 It's got a double barrel carb with four on the floor and when she runs it's really fine! Street Dominator
