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WORST TIMES

a shot of whiskey 
a shot to the head 
why care if i die 
when i'm already dead? 
it's hard to survive 
without a heart 
you ripped mine apart 
and left me out (with the waste) 
in the dark 

at nights like these 
i can't sleep 
and every night 
is just like this 
i try to tell myself 
that it's not so bad 
but these are the worst times 
i've ever had 

too much coffee 
too many beers 
just sitting home alone 
with my hopes, thoughts and fears 
too much whiskey 
too many dreams 
leaves fall from their trees 
and i think of you and me 

at nights like these 
i can't sleep 
and every night 
is just like this 
i try to tell myself 
that it's not so bad 
but these are the worst times 
i've ever had 

desperate and true 
depressed and blue.


BLEED

let's just make this one thing clear 
i'm not looking for anything real 
not a companion, not a wife 
just something to get by 

you're not her 
not even close 
and i'm sorry 
for i can't let you close 

kiss me 
my lips feel nothing 
put your tongue in my mouth 
i taste nothing 
put your arms around me 
and make me feel 
i need the touch 
i wanna feel your touch 

'cause i'm turning numb 
i'm turning so cold 
so scared that i'll be 
alone when i'm old 

i want you to take this knife 
and stab it through my tired heart 
make it bleed all the bad blood out 
and let the good blood in 
let the new blood in 

make me bleed 
make me feel 
i need to bleed 
i need to feel.


RAIN CHECK

here i lie 
in someone's bed 
hung over 
thinking of you 

i wish i could see 
the end of this tunnel 
some light ahead 
when will this end? 

but you refuse to meet 
you don't want to see me 
you have other things 
there's always someone else to see 
but not me 

here i lay 
with you in my head 
do you want me to leave 
or will i stay? 
i wish you could see 
that everything i did 
i did for you 
i did for you and me 

we used to be so close, ear to ear 
now it's just so hard to get you here 
i'd like to speak my mind 
but you refuse to hear me out 
never mind... 

...never mind about me 
you can always take a rain check on me.


FUCK WHAT PARIS STANDS FOR

i'm tired 
of being tired 
so sick 
of being sick all the time 
too jaded to cry 
i'm so fed up with being down all the time 
you sucked all the life out of me 
now i'm just a hollow ghost 
of who i used to be 

my fears 
they all came so true 
my tears 
they mean nothing to you 

i'm not angry 
i'm mad 
'cause everything we ever had 
is gone 
and so am i 
i'm so far lost, i don't know where to belong 
anymore 

and you know, i heard about 
you and him 
you had your paris 
i had some one night's dream 
now your name 
makes me sick and insane 
i am done with love 
i replaced it with hate 

my fears 
they all came so true 
my tears 
they mean nothing to you 
my days 
are filled with shame and regret 
my rage 
is all i got left 

fuck you 
fuck me 
fuck us 
fuck everyone.


JOYFUL SON

21 years ago 
a joyful son was born 
in front of him he had 
a grave new world 
countless stories untold 
but little did he know 

that when the curtain unfolds 

the world would strike him down 
that it would make him feel so bad 
that it would take his life 
and turn it upside down 
that it would leave him with nothing 
it wouldn't give him a thing 
leave him in apathy 
all alone in his agony 

in his childhood memories 
the world seemed much brighter 
and in his childhood dreams 
adult life much lighter 
with no money, with no home 
with no future, with no hope 
he wrote a letter 
and this is what it said: 

"mother, father 
sister, brother 
the joyful son 
is turning into a sad one 
you see, the life he's had 
it can make a good man turn bad" 

he hates this world 
and he wants it to die 
he hates its people 
and he wants them to die 

but most of all 
he hates himself.


EVERYTHING FALLS APART

through all the good and bad 
i wanted to be your man 
and i was looking for a ring 
that would suit your hand 
you were the best thing i ever had 
(the best thing i'll ever have) 
but we got lost 
and you found yourself 
holding someone else's hand 

and now i can't handle anything 
'cause you were my everything 

your eyes 
lost their innocence 
our actions lost their sense 
we lost ourselves 
i wish there was an on/off switch 
for feelings 
'cause then i could just turn you off 
'cause i would just turn you off 

i would if i could 
but i can't so i am 
damned to love you 
from as far as i can 

everything fell apart 
now, everything 
falls apart.


FOREVER 17

so young 
so true 
so much to do 
so much to prove 
it was us 
against them 
we were so angry for the ones 
who didn't care 
we took it to heart 
what ray said 
some turned vegan 
some claimed edge 
we were the ones 
who had to 
make a change 

do you know the line 
about the boys 
and their faces? 
it's sad, but true 
we can become strangers 
one life 
one crew 
we all know 
it ain't true 
and as much as we hate it 
people change 
and people grow 

and growing up means 
giving up 
and letting go 
so just let it go 

would it be great if we stayed the same? 
i know it wouldn't 
and you feel the same 
it's such a shame 
that we can't be 
forever 17.


DEAR FATHER

i was around ten 
when you moved away 
ever since then 
nothing's been the same 
listen to me, you're not a bad man 
but there are a few things 
i'd like to say to you, dad 

when i was growing up 
you were never there 
i had a father 
who had business elsewhere 
your time was all we needed 
it would have been enough 
you married a woman 
not your job 

and you work 
and you work and you work 
and you work 
but can't you see? 
that's not how it works 
your kids grew up 
your wife had enough 
now she lives with someone else 
and everything's messed up 

(and that's not how it was supposed to go) 

when i was growing up 
you were never there 
i had a father 
who lived elsewhere 
good intentions 
turned out all wrong 
love won't survive 
if you're never home. 

that's not how it was supposed to go.


FROM THE BOTTOM OF THE BOTTLE

i was a child 
i was a fool 
i tried to drown myself 
to a liquor-filled pool 
and to be honest 
it wasn't fair for you 
self-destruction 
is just too cruel 

His 
Eyes 
Aren't 
Recognizing 
The 
Sun, anymore 

yet your ears aren't 
realizing the scars 
deep down inside 

i need to show you 
that i can be better than this 
i need to show myself 
that i'm better than this 
so, for you i put the bottle down 
and for me 
i'll find some other way out 

i may be scarred 
with memories 
but my wounds will heal 
i'm getting back up 
and i'm coming out 
stronger than i have ever been.


WILD ROSES

if home is where the heart is 
i'm without a home 
i lost it somewhere 
down the road 
this city is ruined 
by the ghosts 
who come along when i'm alone 
i have always been a boy 
who wants to be free 
and at this point 
this city is killing me 
to put it short, i need to find that heart 
find myself 
find my kind 

'cause all i feel 
is the need to go 
i need to be 
where the wild roses grow 
amongst the outsiders 
just like me 
who feel like the air of their hometown 
is too heavy to breathe 

i know you don't approve 
all the things i have done or do 
but try to understand 
this is my way 
and i wouldn't have it any other way 
you've always had strong emotions 
of who you think i should be 
but how often do you ask 
how i feel? 

'cause all i feel 
is the need to go 
i need to be 
where the wild roses grow 
amongst the outsiders 
just like me 
who feel like the air of their hometown 
is just too heavy to breathe 

dear mother 
i hope you understand 
i may have not been the boy 
you wanted me to be 
but as a man 
i try to become the best i can 
and i hope you understand 

try to understand 

my life 
my choices 
my life 
my mistakes.