Youth Prison
You've been digging friends' graves for your whole life
one gunshot can change so much if you think about it
my mother never cooked, I got dealt a bad hand
and to see all these happy families-it's a killer
to see what i should have had
to see what we should have had
it's not that you're too stubborn to change you just know that the whole world never will
youth prison/given no room to grow up
youth prison/a new invention
youth prison/writing lives away
it's not right
it's not right.
youth prison/given no room to grow up
youth prison/a new invention
youth prison/writing lives away
it's not right
I've met kids who should have had the chance
convicted to a prison since age 13
child prisoners need counseling, not bars.
Counseling not bars.
Skeletons
I'm a liar and you can read, the lines on my face are an open book
(reluctantly I turn to my audience with the largest sigh)
I'm a liar and you can read the lines on my face are an open book
(yup. here we are)
I lie. I'm a liar and you can read the lines on my face are a book.
I lie. I'm a liar and you've deserved better yet here we are.
My skeletons are in your closet and your shirts are in mine.
My skeletons are in your closet and your shirts are in mine.
I lie. I'm a liar and you can read the lines on my face are a book.
I've tried. But I'll try harder, and I'll keep fucking trying til the day that I die.
Cold Hands, Cold Hearts
Blatant lies. Oh, you're such a nice guy. You laugh the days away since you know all the right tricks.
Yr snide, yr smug. Shell of a robot, son of the sexist. You're money. You're heinous. I could tell you the things you are but clearer are the things that you are not. You are just a liar.
I recount the million things I wish I'd said. Out of all the things I wish I'd said, I wish I told you all how much I wished you were dead. I'm not angry, I'm just disg-ugh-sted.
You watched as 5 years, 10 years, 22 years drifted from my grasp while you let me lay there. Where were you? I was reaching out to cold hands, cold hearts. The friends I'd known for so long were nothing more than shadows.
Yr not honest. Ha, yr no virgin. Yr not the diplomat you pretend to be. You make me sick. YOU MAKE ME SICK. Shell of the robot, son of the Catholic.
The biggest regret of my life is the five years I spent on you.
Blank Page
You have a great old wealth, a treasure chest sort of mind
it's all kept under strict lock and key
I want to dig out the memories
a sad laugh swallows up the room
cheering on, jeers at nurses
thick guarded walls and all the
faces down
face to the ground
after a whole lifetime there's another life to live
asking the same questions
perseveration on the basic human nature
grasping to conversation
grasping to conversation
you are no science experiment
you are no old bat
the mysteries of language and the blank page
"my mind has gone"
grasping to conversation
grasping to conversation
you can acheive a new balance
I will walk you there
I will walk you to a safe place
I will walk you there.
Human Touch
What do I want you to feel? something
I want you to love, really love something
I want you to feel it so deep that the heaviness reaches your hands..into your heart
What do I want you to feel? something
I want you to hate, really hate something
I want you to feel it in your eyes when your face flashes to red
because without intentions these actions are fucking meaningless
without the human touch this world don't mean nothingggg
what do I want you to say? something
I want you to find something and then say it
I want the words to crawl, seep, spill out of every pore and I never want it to stop
Because without interactions, these actions are meaningless
without the human touch this world don't mean nothing
nooooo..(NO racism. NO sexism. NO classism. NO bullshit. NO laziness. NO wasting your life away on the internet or in front of a TV set. NO turning down invitations because you are feeling sorry for yourself. NO bullies. NO self medicating with alcohol, meaningless sex, etc. NO getting married or having children just because you don't know what else you're supposed to do. NO spending your hard earned $$'s at wasteful corporations that you know suck anyways and are ruining everything about everying.YOU are better than that. You are better than all that.)
tell me you're human. show me you're human.
show me you're human. show me your here with me.
human touch.
credits
released October 31, 2011
Jamie - Vocals
Eric - Drums
Chelsea - Bass
John - Guitar
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