this pain burning ever so strong but I don't know what's wrong! If you don't want to talk to me... That's just fine! My whole world's crashing all down
got a couple notebooks And a backpack with one t-shirt in it I've got a few maxed out credit cards And a brain that's got no limit The clock counts down
like butter and I'm praying for rain Burning in the beams and I'm going insane Theres got to be a way to get out Although I'm losing my mind there is
again the only thing you see in her is just her skin Wipe off your smug little grin I DON'T CARE! SHOW ME WHAT YOUR MADE OF I DON'T CARE! THERES ONE
what I'm here for I've put off smoking weed andandand Robbing corner stores I'll take it back This life is mine it's all my own The future starts at my grandma's
Woooo!
We drove two hundred miles To play to fifteen kids Who didn't appreciate the sound (play hardcorrre!) Our heads were pointed to the ground Got promised
I can't fight the feeling Gave up appealing To everyone There's nothing else to write about I can't predict the future But the image can't contain me
back I knew what I had to do and there was no turning back this job he couldn't do so I tightened my grip and I dug up a hole there I buried the pieces
goddamn right To play out the role of asshole and make money with the lyrics you write And just because you claim to care it doesn't make us even there
me. Everybody come on down to see the punk show Basement filled lets mosh and shout it's not a fucking crime It might be loud and you might say it's