Crowded Streets, Empty Skies

5:00 Burden

Carry On (demo Version)

Maybe. I can't fake. One more smile for you. . And lately. It's not enough. It's never enough for you. . So you can go on. And you can leave me. Take whats yours.

Wrong

What you're doing here. Well you don't seem to know. Did someone force you in. Or you had nowhere to go. You're always staring and whining. Complaining all the time.

Carry On

It's overtaken,. Obsessed with faking,. I'm blind,. Looking at my own reflection.. . There's nothing changing,. When I'm overtaken,. The sound of your voice..

Wise Guy

Tell me it's white, I'll show you how it's black. If it's the only way to get you off my back. We both know that nothing I say is true. And I know you know that I don't have a clue.

Any Harder

Its not enough,. When you try to sleep,. And your racing through my head.. . Its not enough,. When your in so deep,. That im drowning in my bed.. . And i know that,.

Who Wants To Know ?

Where you come from. Your flag colors. That you're not brown. Where you were born. Patriotic pride we don't care. Hatred inside we don't give a shit. Nationalism bag of shite (scottish).

Addicted

I can not believe these things that you say to me. But its something that you cant defy. Outside is alot like you saying something. But its something that you cant deny.

Time's Up

Get outta bed and start to run,. Another morning ain't no fun.. Get outta bed and start to run,. Another morning ain't no fun.. Another morning, Nothing new,.

Time To Split

You've played the rebel, now it's done,. Millions of people've heard you song. But every story has an end,. See you next time you need a hand .... See you in hell.

Time To Get Away

It's time to get away. It's time to get away from this world.... Please tell me why do you lie girl,. The guy is dead but you're still alive.... Please tell me why do you lie,.

Tic Tac Toe

Clock orange or like doom like glock,. Can't be blocked for one's mind,. Clock orange or like doom like glock,. Can't be blocked no arm lock,. . Moon monk a kinda monkey in mood,.

This Time

I thought you had it all. It's agame that I just can call. Can you tell me what's behind that face. There's something here that I just can't trace. . I thought you had it all.

Thinking Of The Time

Thinking of the time, we would go to shows. They called it HC, called it punk, it doesn't matter. It was not violent and it was for the cause. Taking a trip was less than this song.

The Nothing

There was a guy who had no head. He had no teeth he had no tongue. He had no body nad no feet. He was born in a no man's land. He had no legs he had no hands.

The Messiah

Grandpa's got a secret locked inside his mind. All day long waiting on a bridge. Looking down the daily traffic jam. You can look at him and search for details.

Swindle

1985 you're seventeen and you're about to explode. Your mum and your dad never understood. You just want to burn. So you start a band. And do the best you can.

Super Modern World

I had a land I had the knowledge. To plant a seed and make it grow. I built me a house with my bare hands. My feet are on the ground. I can't believe that the things I buy.

Step Back

You money makers. You brain suckers. You piece of shit. Step back. You born killers. You death dealers. Motherfucker. You fuck my world, you fuck my brain.