Future In You
How can she ever find a piece of mind
How can he ever feel content
I can't believe that I'm at ease after all...
When can we ever let go when all the mistakes are here to remind us
Nothing is for sure. Nothing is safe. Nothing will go away. Nothing we do will unmake...
Who am I to tell you to hold your head up high
Who am I to assure you that it will eventually be fine
All I can do is cheer you on to keep searching
Search for a new you cos the clock is ticking
There's still hope my friend. There's still hope my darling
Do whatever it takes to make it through
I won't judge you

Subject to Change
I try and try to focus, focus on what lies ahead
It's my own war, I brought it on. It's as if I'm living dead
I have it all I'm not alone, in your arms I can rest
But this I must confess:
You're on fire but to me this feels cold
(it has nothing to do with you)
I have your arms to fall into (but it never feels true)
I thank you for your patience and I thank you for your time
If my heart wasn't this true I guess I would be fine
It's time's like these that make me wish I could play their game
Get cought up in it, try to win it, in this city so vain
I don't have it in me and I'm not even gonna try
I'm not half the man I used to be. I know the reasons why
I don't need you I never have but my feelings are true
I believe in this, I bled it so true, true colours for you
This is the heart talking. Making this up I can't do

There is no heaven and there is no hell with an open door for a person like me
There's only the seemingly endless in-between
Honest, consistant, patient and mean

Historical Manipulation In A Nice Suite
Organized religion is just as offensive to me like my views offend you
Don't go quating history in your fucking defense
It was written by you and it continues to be written...
Look around you and be proud
This is a disgrace
Be gone
Stay away from me
You look the other way cause victory is sweet
You just can't get enough
The trail of dead is enough for me
This history tought disgusts me
Millions scared into death
Millions painted into corners
of ignorance and hate
We're pushed further out on the towering cliff
Out to your followers we're calling
"Wake up, look up. The sky is our limit now"
We'll jump but we are not falling
We are building a new...

No Courage in Hate
There's No Caurage In Hate
You tollerate rascism and homophobia in our scene, today. It's "all good" cos some ignorant jock plays riffs and mosh-breaks that make your day. I wonder if your " I don't give a fuck" would make this much sense if your sister got cought in a racist crossfire... if your kid brother got bashed to death after he came out. Don't you get it!?
I'm so sick of your apathetic shit. It's as relevant to real life as some celebs tit. You're missing out.
We're hitting you with the facts. You fucking suck and we're leaving you in the dirt.
Don't you fucking get it!?
I can't believe this. How did it come to this. Just what went wrong? Where did you get this from? Are you afraid of understanding and compassion? Does it make you insecure? *There's no courage in hate, only in love.

*the last line is ripped of from Embrace. Do yourself a favour and listen to their Lp.

Sinking Ship
Drugs and depression, I've seen it all. Death and divorce, I've seen it all. Suicide and hardship, I've seen it all. Still nothing could prepare me for this fall
I'm snowed in and it aint getting warm anytime soon
This empty ship is sinking
"Yeah, it's all in your head"
Confession of an honest man:
Not letting go gives him purpose

Same as it Ever Was
Rockstars, fratboys that's what you are. Pretentious assholes, guess it'll get you far
Your attitude and presence makes me sick
No integrity no substance, sucking your heroes dick
It amazes me to see you on the bill. Complaining primadonnas, kings of the hill
Saw you at the venue giving kids hard time
Disrespecting the person that put alot on the line
To make this a good show but you dont fucking care
Your arrogance is unforgivable I wish you were not here
I understand you want to get far your goal is to become a rockstar
We shared the same stage again and again our commitment was mutual but I hope this is the end
I understand. I wish you the best of luck. You are going the distance. Hope you won't get fucked.

Close To Home
I'm not gonna write about the ashes or the sky
No words wasted on shit like "your blood on my knife"
(so here it goes)
I've been too busy hating your guts
Even busier regretting to know you
As everything you touched
Seemed to grow cancer and die
The first verse in this very song is filled with yous
When in fact you is a three letter word for me
rewind the tape. play it again.
Times to focus, leave regrets and what ifs behind
so many of my songs are filled with yous
now I know where to replace it with me

030305
Another safe, forgettable night, talking to this book. Wrestling my liner 808 looking at pictures of friends. Feeling sorry for myself at 1:35am
And I think about the old man who has not seen his daughter for 16 months
He still remembers what she wore that day she said goodbye. She does not return his calls
And I think about the widow who can not forget the scent of her man who she lost to the forever and never again. He fell a sleep at the wheel while pcking her up from work
Don't get me wrong. I feel o.k. Just waiting for my eyes to close
Tomorrow means I'm alittle bit closer to you

Thought Time would Forget
Time. Time, I don't have time. Time. Time, but I have time for you. I failed, you failed too but I really did fail. Time. Time, time for you. Time. Time, my time for you. Over-protective, I lost my fucking mind. Hoping time would forget, time never forgets and now I'm loosing you. You. You, I'm loosing you. You. You, I'm loosing you.
Love is always blind. The end justifies the means. It's our destination. It's a destination. There's this one truth: 17th of July 2005. I see you. Please see me.

Snakes and Intentions
The only thing I have right now are good intentions
What I desperatly need right now are some directions
I would be lying if I said I'd try my best every day but know that I wouldn't want to hurt anyone again in any way
I turn a blind eye to many good things in life because I think and worry too much about what you might find
Well I'm getting fucking sick of it but I can't shake it off
I know it's none of your business and I know you know it too
We keep forked tounges close, believing it's safe
Sewn mouths now open. Trust shared with snakes
So why then do I hold on to this chainlike burden