if i make it home with what i have left i'll never ever leave again.. and i don't know if it was the weight of your words or the way you said my name..
[Originally by Black Flag]. . I was so wasted. I was a hippie. I was a burnout. I was a dropout. I was out of my head. . I was a surfer. I had a skateboard.
my mother bleeds history, my brothers bleed history. they say the eyes, they say it all. there's ghosts in here. and oh, they will beat you. and oh, they'll teach you.
burn the billboards, they've broke our embrace. and gouged our eyes. dead are the days of misspent wishes and spoonfed lies. brother don't slip, and sister don't forget.
winter's breaking and this should be better and i left letters. by your bed knowing that you wouldn't write back.
and i swear i tried to find the light in this i held my breath for as long as i could hold on.. you've known i'm not much for complaining.. but there's not much left of me this winter got the best of me..
and these walls, they whisper. and these walls, they taunt and they mock. and these walls, they whisper. and these walls, they taunt and they mock and they say.
i strapped my memories to my back i'm leaving.. i'm already gone.. and i was on a train somewhere wishing sweet stings to you.. to make you never forget the poetry in wanting..
cornered, drawn and quartered. you've forever bound this beast to you. and when we sleep, it sharpens its teeth. it licks its jowls and, threatens to gnaw free.
and i begged the summer that stole spring to stay.. and this is struggling to find the faith i lost when you fell away.. and it's remembering you silver and golden that scares me..
its come to this and i cant come up to you. flip the tables and through the windows let the bottles. break and the the blood hit the lawn, because im not able.
and this city rusted worn.. has pulled us way.. past torn and fast enough.. we'll never get away.. and i won't see you.. fuck this fight away.. and if you don't break this day..
I stared you down so hard I burnt your shadow to the wall. and through the haze you served a slow pull from grace. at a drunken pace. I've nothing to sell you, nothing to trade.
friend swallow hard and breath deep blur the lines. where rhythm dies. you can tell the lies that. we've swallowed by the time it took to choke. them down. the wrists have been slit and stiched.
[Originally by Black Flag]. . This fucking city is run by pigs.. They take the rights away from all the kids.. Understand we're fighting a war we can't win..