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Worry Less
02:28
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Broken bruised or busted and not pretty on the inside
If I said I was stoked where I'm at then that would be a lie
Tired of battling
myself
with no help
all inside my head
I can't believe the person is me when I hear what was said
Try to cope with drugs and booze
But learned that's the fast track to lose
People that I care about and the few that care about me too
I know this what they call crazy but this wasn't the life I choosed
Scarred, betrayed and belittled a product of defeat
I don't know how to recover but I know who I want to be
A goal that seems unattainable with no confidence to say the least
Total war inside my head and only one brain cell fighting for peace
If I took it all away would I still be insane
Would I be happy and would you please retain
The better memories over the bad ones in case I have to go away
Right to passage right to sing right to cry and right to be
Anything you want unless you're mental illness keeps you from your dreams
I know it's hard and I know it sucks but please believe me
When there's will and where theres hope there's possible victory
Everyone's got a story and it doesn't matter where you begin
The journey is the pursuit of happiness and it has no end
It gets dark and it gets hard a road we have all been
But don't give up and don't give in the because fighting is the only way to win
..
I just really wanna
Worry less
Worry less
Focus on the better things
forget about the rest
Worry less
Worry less
Be ok with who I am and
Know I tried my best
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2. |
Friends
02:46
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I've been thinking
Life's been too good these days
And ya know i've been drinking
Away all the spare change
I got the feeling
That this could be the end
Rusted like the van
We drove 3,000 miles in
Time to take another bus to Chicago
Head thru Kansas on to Colorado
Straight thru the desert to the forest on fire
If the van don't make it you can call me a liar
Party with boss daughter if theyre in Reno
And the Pyrate punx out in Sacramento
Till I can put a pbr in the sand
Back in California then over to New York again
Truckstops rule
But I'm no fool when it comes to it
Just here for the microwave
And to STEAL ALL THE CONDIMENTS
Life is about choices.. and im
Stoked for ones I did not make
I don't drive so I can't see straight
Call it a waste but you can't relate
Don't miss the exit
we could run out of gas At any minute
Push the van into a parking space and hang out to avoid a ticket
Eat week old bagels and wait for friends I got drunk with.. that one time
Find out they overdosed
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..
..
Friends are still friends if you only knew them one night
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3. |
Another Oi Song
03:00
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From the Cobra in Nashville
To tower in San Diego
Brooklyn, Miami, Tulsa
Our friends are wherever we go
And we go
Wherever the fuck we want
Circle pit stage dives
Shotguns in the van
Ridin thirty deep
The only way we can
And we can
Do this shit forever
We shout Oi
From city streets
Where we meet
To drink
We shout Oi
Every day
We'll never change
A thing
Checkpoint Charlie's in Nola
To the Lost well in Austin
Dive bar in Vegas to sidebar in Boston
Punks not dead
it's just doing cooler stuff than you
Punks shows in barns
and in the middle of the woods
Somewhere off the highway
You know it'll be good
Punks not dead
It's everywhere we go
We shout Oi
From city streets
Where we meet
To drink
We shout Oi
Every day
We'll never change
A thing
We shout Oi
At who brings us down
Whatever town we're in
We shout Oi
At the bar downtown
Where we all meet up again
Some of us will get old
And drink 40s at home
Spin records while doing taxes
And miss being on the road
But ya know
That's not the life for me
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4. |
Just Be
03:15
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I'm back and it's been a tuff full of years
A fistful of joints and a ton of cheap beers
Conquering demons and defeating my fears
Learning I don't need to reason to know why I'm here
Or why I'm weird or some would say unique
From struggle of living and trying to eat
Your hate sticks around like food in my teeth
But I keep PMA like toothpicks on me
believe in your dreams no matter what it seems
under difficult times frayed and burst at the seams
stay true to your craft and love in your heart becuse if you got passion it belongs in your art
From the start the world is gonna do it's best to doubt you
Never let them know the moves you're about to
Unleash while they talk smack and stay still
Nothings stronger than the power of free will
If I could wake up and start again
I wouldn't wanna be me
Another chance at holding on on
Hold on just to be
Just be
Ok with the world
That's crumbling
Time to wake up time to get down
Strap on my boots and walk into town
Light up a smoke, scrape for a toke
Free as a dog on it's way to the pound
Deal with the problems deal with the mess
Can't avoid it or let it get the best
Of me you or anyone less
Wear the past like a rip in my vest
Unless there's a better way to be
If you listen to me then you might agree
Get in a car and drive down the road
Use your rent money on gasoline
Everyone should live before they die
If they don't why do they call it life
No second chances, just one to find
We are just Tryingtogetby
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5. |
People
02:16
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I'm not tired of these chords
A knot on my finger
To remind me what I'm fighting for
And that it's not enough
To make a change
6 strings
a broken heart
And a lot of pain
Chorus:
Im so tired of people
I'm so tired of this place
If I could take this and make it better
You'd still trash your friends to save face
I'm so tired of writing songs
That no one will ever hear
All along I felt I could save them with a line
But my words are what they fear
Along with
People who hate
People who are different
People who love
People who are like them
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6. |
Low Ceilings
03:23
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Is this what it's like getting older
Carrying all but my world on my shoulders
The reason that my back hurts
I think I'm running backwards
I forgot how to feel good feelings
Forever the young crazed peeling
My heart is now an empty building
With no doors and low ceilings
Im the rookie on the bench
That never had a chance
The feeling of regret when you don't ask her to dance
The dying hope for sunshine when your whole life has been grey
Has been grey
The song that was written
That never once was heard
The feathers pieced together
That never made a bird
The smile on your face
When you thought you had finally won
You never won
You're the crack in the sidewalk
No one noticed exists
The character that left the show
People don't realize they miss
Important as a prophet
You were played off as a fool *
You're not a fool
I'm the lonely songbird that never got to sing
A metaphor for a loser, depressed human being
That one last gasp of air
Before we finally sink
We finally sink
Hold on to your loved ones
And those who never had a chance
Some of still waiting on hope for that dance
These songs are just scars
Played from shaking hands
Take nothing for granted
And give some of us a shot
Because when it comes down to it
We are all that we've got
Even when life is pain
It's better to have than have not
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7. |
Blackhole
01:03
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No matter where you go there will be a problem
Everyday it gets harder to solve them
Don't stick around it's just a waste
Don't die a buck short and a day late
A hometown is a blackhole
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Home
03:58
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Lukewarm drinks
Cold Hard drugs
All the times I had
Growin up
I couldnt wait
Chasin a dream
Taken me everywhere
Sea to sea
But I don't care
If i wake up tomorrow
Will I be all alone
I can't handle trusting new friends
I can't live in a home
What's a home to a nomad anyway
I can understand
Wanting to get away
But coming back
Doesn't feel ok
A home is a safety net
If you work hard it's always there
Don't get trapped
By people who don't care
Lukewarm drinks
Cold hard drugs
All the times I was
FUCKIN UP
I couldn't wait
To throw it away
Live for the moment
As I wait
To die that day
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9. |
Drank Enough
02:23
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Strap on my boots before I walk out the door
Expecting the same fate I've been dealt before
Shove my anxiety into a bottle of Jack
And smoke enough Cigarettes to cause my lungs to collapse
And breath in the words you used to sing to me
Live everyday in a dream
Wake up every night and scream
Wondering who the hell the world wants me to be
With me you're not
Anymore
I miss of waking up on the floor
We've drank enough
We Drank for Days
But not enough liquor to get you to stay
Years have passed and not much has changed
Except my mentality to keep my life rearranged
Don't settle down don't trust a soul
Get the fuck out of the south because it's a black hole
Lived my life on a bad repeat
Drugs, booze, and girls have not been good to me
I've been dragged through hell for trying to do my best
Now it's time to get out, I got one last dying breath
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10. |
Cold Hard Truth
03:24
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Hate me or love me
Or pretend i dont exist
I persist of a bunch apathetic values
Mainly that ignorance is bliss
I'll toast to all my dead friends
And the ones on their way
Because we cant control the future
So we live day to day
Like a group of madmen
With no motive to be mad
Stay angry at things
So we dont have time to be sad
Roll our cigarettes and eat out the trash
Sometimes we are lucky
Most of the time we're hurtin for cash
Cold hard truth
Clock in or clock out
Or never go back
Live like we're on tv
Its just the funds that we lack
Work for our pay
Pay for our time
To enjoy the little things
To feel alive but why
I dont know how to fix it
I dont have any kind of advice
But one day you'll snap
Or just keep trying to get by
Defeated and broken
Get up to do it again
Because we all owe somebody
Thats what keeps us from giving in
Giving in
The lucky ones wont understand this
Cold Hard Truth
There's a terrible pain
All of us understand
It's a special kind of hurt
Ive felt it as a man
Burns from your stomach
Makes everything harder to do
Losing sleep forget to eat
Bandage with a vice of your choice to choose
Losing friends
you used to see everyday
The world becomes a stranger
Strange faces in the way
Then you lose faith
But for some reason
As if addicted
we do it all again
Love is the worst thing
you can do to somebody
But the best thing to do for yourself
Cold Hard Truth
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