007 – The Rooks – Go Rooks!
Wall Street
woah. call the scores of wall street like a football game.
Conversation Rehearsal
running over conversations in my head. trying to think of what to say. as if it will matter anyway. as if it will make a difference. as if it will make you understand. you don’t listen to a word that i’ve said. rehearsing every word. over and over again. you can’t stand me. i can’t stand you forced into a corner. i wish things could be different. but they’ll probably never change. i try to fix things fail again. i try to fix things fail again. i can’t do any thing right. no i can’t do anything right. i trusted you. you let me down. i trusted you. you let me down. again.
Perception
we woln’t sleep until everyone looks the same
we woln’t sleep until everyone thinks the same
Stagnant Ska
why can’t we do something new?
everything sounds the same.
i don’t have the answer, no i don’t have the key
but i’m not giving up. no i’m not giving in.
no.
every time i hear you sing nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah,
it makes me wanna shoot myself in the head
no.
Power Struggle
what kind of shitbag would hit a girl?
she’s so beautiful and you’re so ugly. did it feel so great to raise your fist? did it feel so great to call her a bitch? holding others down. in order. to establish. supremacy.
YOU DON’T DESERVE TO TAKE ANOTHER BREATH.
Once Upon A Time…At A Hardcore Show
knowing that we’re all the same. and knowing that i’m not ashamed. i struggle to stand up. i struggle not to give up. we all have battles that we face. the challenge is to remain. focused and centered on creating something. creating something.
all i’ve ever wanted was to make something just a little bit better than the one before me.
i know you can feel this too. something deep inside you. screaming from within. silenced by restrictions. breaking through them is not something. done in a day. a lifetime of struggling. not to follow. the path before you.
Every Single Time
every single time that i think i have a grip.
my fingers get real tired and i just start to slip
the only thing i’ll ask for is one good night of sleep
but i lie here alone, waiting for your sweet
kisses on my forehead calming all my nerves
but i just can’t keep to quiet when i’m falling from the earth.
woah.
and sometimes when i feel like this i just wanna die.
but i know i woln’t give up when i’ve got you in mind.
Let’s Meet At The L.B.C.
i close my eyes and think of you
take my time and try my best
to hold onto another breath
you have me feeling overwhelmed
but this time, its something,
that i don’t, i don’t dread
to feel your skin next to mine
has brought me peace i can’t describe
learning how to trust again.
these days have been the best my friend
