Never

Im in love with the art form that still keeps my heart warm
Presented with the most virtuous intent but in hard form. As long as we breathe, hardcore is going to breathe with us As long as we real, folk cant help but feel us

(I WRITE SONGS TO RIGHT MY WRONGS)

We'll always have Paris.

Did you know that you've been keeping me alive? Through the darkest days and the longest nights. The world is wrong because this is right. And everyday is another reason why. Everything can fall apart. Everything can fade. Everything will fail. But this, it just gets stronger.

On the bird in the cage

My girl, my girl, tell me why you look so sad...
Has the sun finally set on us?
Have you come to long for another's hand?
There's a feeling inside me that somethings leaving.
Like someone stealing salt from sea.
Left me sinking and left me thinking
how to keep you caged with me

Because I need you like air to breathe
Just to hold you.
o' I hold you.
o' how I hold you.
I hold you down.

Down with my insecurities
down with my hypocrisy
down with my pathetic pleas
down instead of setting you free
to find your happiness with or without me.

So untie your feat, reattach your wings
so you don't have to open your throat to sing.

Because if it's you I love, then from you...

I'd walk away.

And your face:
on every leaf
of every branch
of every tree

The Taste Of The Floor

So alone
so we'll hold
those barren bodies
bereft of any soul
to get back what
the "middle of the nights" stole:
the forgetting feeling of feeling whole

But the loneliness
of our togetherness
creates an empty nest
for the emptiness
freezing in this chest

So can you make me feel good?
make me feel complete?
help me return to a dream of love
worth more than
dirt and meat

A Church In Her Heart.

We have more sense than lies.

And lately, well I've been feeling down. It's like there's no more room for a hopeful sound. I need to believe in something new. To believe in me like I believe in you. We've had our hands held much too tight. We've been more wrong than we've ever been right. Can't place our hopes on a hanging chad. We need much more than just one punk rock band. Clenched fists and blackened eyes. Break wide open our heads and fix our broken minds. We're crossing fingers and we hope for the best. We've lost our anger. We've been suppressed. And we can't just hold our breath. Sit back and sing along. Pretend that it's all okay when we know we're wrong. And this is not a call to arms. Just a hope that we might try. To use our heads and open eyes. We have more sense than lies. We have more sense than lies. And nothing changes if we don't change ourselves. Bombs burst my trust away. Red glares and empty stares. We need something to say. We need to start to care. And we can't just hold our breath. Sit back and sing along. Pretend that it's all okay. When we know we're wrong. We must change. Ourselves.



DANGERS TONIGHT AT THE SMELL

Coldfront

During the lowest points of our lives, we think how things would be differend if we tried, but right now i just need to see my friends. Honestly, Im dead without them. And again my heart has dropped to my feet. When i realize that Im not what peopled think i should be. And again i can hardly fucking breathe. I only got myself blame for this defeat. I cant compete with defeat. Tomorrow will be different. From now on ill take those risks', I say it over and over in my head with a heart full of hope and two clenched fists. This time ill try not to fuck it up. But who am i kidding? I've always lived this way. The air is getting colder and this town isn't helping. Its' such a fucking waste when another day another problem is faced. Right now, I've got a song in my head. Right now, I've got a pen in my hand. Right now, I'm going to let it all out. And they still wont understand. I dont give a fuck what anyone thinks. And im not sorry.