We are the oil of your world. We're the company man. We're the sheep you steer. Misplaced your values, misplaced our worth. Your systems failed me. Without the hard hats your system doesn't work. We're starving. Our broken backs won't hold up, nothing to show for it. The working man cut out again, but you'll get yours by the week's end. Satisfy your thirst for gold, put pen to paper and we are bought and sold.
Track Name: All My Friends Wear Black
We work days into the the nights, to hear those sore throats growl. When bleeding fingers felt so good and the curtains never fall. We're screaming Helter Skelter through nights that never end. We could have all been better men but we chose the black and a life of sin. We're wading, through days into nights. Sunday nights under the lights, to the Cavalier till dawn. For all the nights running through the city, and all the days we've run on empty. For every sleepless night, we're laughing, for the unheard swan songs, and every lonely stage. For every night spent in this box, till things are brighter.
Track Name: Rumble Strips
We're cursing highway 81, we're throwing shit out the windows. We'll drive through nights, and follow flashing lights into the New River Valley. I miss the taste of salt water skin, I probably shouldn't be driving, but it's so hard to find sleep, with you so far from the ocean. Sun downing as I drive back east, with you and Afton Mountains in my rearview as these great views drive me home. I used to love these drives but now I fucking dread 300 miles and 5 hours alone.
Track Name: Pieces of April
We're trying, I know you're trying. Why can't we all go back? We're fucking trying. When the eyes roll back in your head, you're doing nothing wrong. Please don't apologize, you're doing nothing wrong. We've seen it all, you're doing nothing wrong.
Track Name: Sam & Sadie
The world walks down one way streets, leaving nothing of me. You've all got what you came for. No more humanity, there's nothing left but me. We're all mad here. I shook hands with the devil, to see what gods may be. You keep the outside world, and please just leave me. Leave me lonely, with Sam and Sadie.
Track Name: 100 is There
We're told think without hands, do without head. Listen not speak, live without joy. They steal our hands, our love, and our way of thinking and leave us with one way of living. They steal 99. School and culture they rob us blind. They steal 99. 100 worlds, 100 worlds. They steal 99.