weight on your shoulders is heavy, you've been suppressing these
In My Arms
All through the years you were my hero
My
fine day in river heights, fine day for your skateboards
heard a song and i counted out loud the two-steps,
your hips are swaying and your eyes are saying that
when fred and barney rubble (please kill me) indoctrinate me
you speak of rastafari, but how can you justify belief
"knowledge dispels fear!" yeah, i hear you loud and clear,
hey hannah, how's it going? can i borrow some records
all answers seem to come to easily, to you the
there was nothing remotely romantic about it. no hand-me-down sob-stories,
the best thing i ever saw on tv was that
thought, word and deed once sloganeered, a reaction undefined, the
We are the tyrants, messengers of Satan
We pledge you all
hello, this is jord from propagandhi here. uh, besides the
When I've had enough, I'll get a pick-up truck and
i hid inside my room like a fucking coward (what?
He's a good boy, he loves his mama
He loves
