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Last Updated: 11/19/2009

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Status: Single
City: FoReVeR LaNd
State: Colorado
Country: US
Signup Date: 9/26/2005
Thursday, March 26, 2009 

Current mood:  productive
Category: Music
What's up everyone. As many already know, I am very excited about my upcoming release, "A Week and 27 Records." It's 9 tracks that I'm confident to say make up the best project in my catalogue. I strongly encourage anyone who plans on purchasing a copy to reserve it via pre-order now. It'll help me, you save a buck & there's a couple extras. This album will be the full package, including lyrics. Thanks for all the support so far. I'm here to stay. Peace

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and here's the lyrics for "Resolutionaries"
It's way to fast pace and I need some water. Can't stop I gotta keep going... The wind blows, and the rain falls harder, and nothing's stoppin' me from moving forward... I never really liked to just follow along, and that often left me sittin' by my lonesome... The wind blows, and the rain falls harder, and nothing's stoppin' me from moving forward...  
verse 1- Not only bone and brawn, got a whole lot of heart to go along with it. I'm like a loaded bong, pick it up and hit it. And when you pull the stem and clear the tube, impact blow you back and leave you orbiting the moon. I'm welcoming the new year, conquering in 2009, now it's time for my sorcery to bloom. I ordering that you skip the normal routine, fornicate your views and your porcelain dreams. I'm at the precipus of making magic out of beans. I'll get this ball rolling again and push it down stream. I must've been absent when they were passing out wings. Now it's fear and loathing in every surrounding. About face, before I get phased out or out played. Shape shift like a kaleidoscope cascade. Invade your brain waves, but mainly just to cater to the person inside that you can't change.
chorus 1- Make no mistake, no further deliberation, when it's all said and done it goes... And a moment only lasts as long as you remember it. So make the most of it before it goes... You got the keys, but the gears won't engage, and you wonder how you're gonna make it go... It's the one thing, that we don't have a choice in, no matter what it's all gonna go...
chorus 2- I gotta plan, I have to let it unfold. If I brag and divulge, it'll cheapen the experience. So I sit in this office chair and take shit serious. Curious. I poke around and push limits. I gotta plan, I have to let it unfold. If I brag and divulge, it'll cheapen the experience. So I sit in this office chair and take shit serious. Furious. I'm usually who did it.
verse 2- January 1st, 2009, noon: I woke up from the party ready to resume the happy go social, vocal attitude. An hour later: running to bathroom to puke. And what persued, was the worst hangover of my 27 year career. I swear I'm staying sober. The resolution will not be televised. The resolution is here, let's all resolve to live better lives. And there dropping like flies, 'cause behind closed doors, there's no eyes to support our spinal cords. I attribute it to enjoying my health, because I'm all to used to dissapointing myself. Spark another cigarette. Take another hit. Blame it on the rain for all the names that I forget. Label to negate. Martyr to affirm. When I die, I don't want a plot of Earth.
chorus 1- Make no mistake, no further deliberation, when it's all said and done it goes... And a moment only lasts as long as you remember it. So make the most of it before it goes... You got the keys, but the gears won't engage, and you wonder how you're gonna make it go... It's the one thing, that we don't have a choice in, no matter what it's all gonna go...
chorus 2- I gotta plan, I have to let it unfold. If I brag and divulge, it'll cheapen the experience. So I sit in this office chair and take shit serious. Curious. I poke around and push limits. I gotta plan, I have to let it unfold. If I brag and divulge, it'll cheapen the experience. So I sit in this office chair and take shit serious. Furious. I'm usually who did it...
verse 3-...again. I intend to make ammends with a pen. I beg you listen in, check it, my fellow citizens. My name is Richie and running out of innocence. I'm really fucking lucky for the apples I've been given in this world. This I know. So i whistle while I work on my smiley faced side show. It might be a joke to you. I call it writing. It's what I was chosen to do.
It's way to fast pace and I need some water. Can't stop I gotta keep going... The wind blows, and the rain falls harder, and nothing's stoppin' me from moving forward... I never really liked to just follow along, and that often left me sittin' by my lonesome... The wind blows, and the rain falls harder, and nothing's stoppin' me from moving forward...  
THANKS Y'ALL...