1. |
Grow Up
01:43
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tell me to grow up
maybe you just fucked up
make up more lies
go and cry
you're a good person,
you're good a lot
is this all you really got?
it doesn't have to be this way
you'll turn around some other day
I respect you and what you say
I hope you change some day
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2. |
We All Had Spoken
02:46
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I'm glad some people showed
I'm glad it didn't snow
I'm glad we all had somewhere to go
I saw my sisters, saw my brothers,
even embraced my lover
fire was glowin
we were rockin rollin
our hearts were never broken
we all had spoken
five dollars at the door
five bands maybe even more
meet new people, talk about
interesting things
community means everything,
community means everything
fire was glowin
we were rockin rollin
our hearts were never broken
we all had spoken
no bad thoughts within aggressive music
creative minds we'll never lose it
pick up a pen, go and use it
you got the power don't ever lose it
fire was glowin
we were rockin rollin
our hearts were never broken
we all had spoken
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3. |
Mr. Hannity
02:18
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I wanna be on xfactor and american idol
I want to make a lot of money
I wanna hang out with celebrities
I need someone to tell me I'm good
oh kanye we$t will you be my best friend?
$ean hannity will you teach my classes?
you don't have to be in a band,
to write a song
you don't need to be a singer,
to sing a song
you don't have to be anybody,
anybody at all
oh kanye we$t will you be my best friend?
$ean hannity will you teach my classes?
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4. |
Without Fright
03:54
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get front ended go and spend it
see my girl before she goes camping with her mom
I'll spill some coffee, I'll drink some tea
halloween,
one
two
three
four
stay up late, go on a date
treat her great, she deserves it
get better sleep,
better days,
longer days, no other way
sew a patch, hit the snare
level up, why do they care?
play all day, write all night
without fright, don't even fight
I broke my foot, I lost my job
commute to school, don't act a fool
binge drink, no alcohol
tea, coffee, cayenne lime water
I don't even know my father anymore
since the age of ten, why even bother with that
schizophrenic shaman wanna be
once a loyal father, a husband, a business man
now a corrupt soul, in australian sand
he fucked up many times, he'll fuck up again
next time he'll end up dead
I hope he dies
sew a patch, hit the snare
level up, why do they care?
play all day, write all night
without fright, don't even fight
I broke my foot, I lost my job
commute to school, don't act a fool
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5. |
A Message
02:02
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I don't know, why you think you can tell me what to do
I don't know, why you think you can tell me what to say
I know why you lie
I know, why
I don't want your money, and I don't want your lies
I don't need your apple pies
I don't want your money, and I don't want your lies
I don't need your apple pies
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