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Name: Max
Location: Maryland, United States
Birthday: 7/30/1986
Gender: Male
Interests: Music, writing songs + stories, drawing, swimming, soccer, football, FOOSBALL, other stuff, talking
Expertise: Fighting Crime, Playing bass
Occupation: Operations
Industry: Other
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
7/13/2003
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| Growing Up isnt Half as Fun as Sleeping In (Summer of '98)
theres gotta be something worth fighting for
but i just cant see it and im not sure
we know exactly what were getting into
diving head first in the kiddie pool
its not an absence of faith or a question of pride
but this time i just dont think we'll make it out alive
theres gotta be something worth fighting for
but i've got reason to believe i'm wrong
even if we make it to heaven
whos to say god wont be long gone
its not an absence of faith
i just would rather not party with a bunch of elitist pricks
Im not sorry but its the first word that comes to mind
for turning my back on an answer thats not there find
i dont need these rules and regulations
or your fucking expectations
so take your bumper sticker sayings
and stick em where the sun shine
open minds need not apply
shot down at the door believe me i tried
intro x4
chorusx4
verse x4
intro x2
chorusx4
verse x4
intro x2
Chorusx2
breakdown 1x4
breakdown 2x4
solo x 4
bridge x12
intro x4
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| you look familiar at best, time and foriegners have torn this dress and crossed into lands i dare not trespass, and my doors been shut tight with a closed latch, cleaning up a mess from those muddy shoes that came and left their tracks. left faces in black with monkeys on their backs and letters in the trash, its been going going gone and it aint ever coming back, so ill round the bases and give a wave to the home crowd, put everything back in their places before i bring it all down and put it in the basement, so it can have a moment of stability before it meets it replacement. | | |
| tear it up, pick apart the insides, these feathers never learned to fly, drowned in expectations, the law of gravity has its limitations, no one ever said theyd be content with what they have. i see ill never be able to enter this house that youve built, these walls are too thick to try to chip away at, but i still see you in the window, but there never open and its a foolish thing to try and fly throu. cant you see, i was doing this all for you, cant you see, i never said i'd be content to stay in one place, yet these windows remained closed and locked from the inside. | | |
| With time comes rust
Glittering red and silent
the cats got it tonight right
I hope you choke in disgust
Next time you look in the mirror
Its like everywhere I go
I cant escape my mistakes
I cant escape my self
It’s a good thing your always there to let me down
I hope you find out ugly is not a compliment
Its common sense
Things have changed since the last time we met
You leave a taste of pity that’s hard to forget
I guess trash gets picked up eventually
I don’t hate you
I just cant look at you
Without getting sick to my stomach
Or contemplating what went wrong
I’m sorry
You’re probably happy
Being the person everyone looks at
To feel better about their own lives
I’m sorry
You’re probably happy
It’s not as sad anymore
Since I’ve learned to stop caring | | |
| Old Version
Cheetas and cougars are leaving in untimely fashion
i hope we're swift enough to catch them
before its too late
before they realize they've made a mistake
and leopards and lovebirds
try and settle in with the herds
letting actions speak louder than words
i hope to god were able to catch them
it's never good to go running off chasing dreams after dark
becuase thats how people get hurt
and it's never good to go swimming upstream with a shark
unless someone catches it all on tape
friendships end just how they began
with a few awkward words and gesture of hand
and if you need me well i'll be at the bar
New vErsion
Nothings changed at all so dont bother asking
My answers still NO
i hope someday somehow we can settle the score and put this tension aside
So we can swallow our pride, stop drawing sides, i still wait for an answer to arrive
friendships end just how they began
with a few awkward words and gesture of hand
and if you need me well i'll be at the bar
Cheetas and cougars are leaving in untimely fashion
i hope we're swift enough to catch them
before its too late
before they realize they've made a mistake
i hope someday somehow this song strikes a match to keep your cold heart from stone
so you dont wake up shivering cold and alone, searching for blankets you used to own
friendships end just how they began
with a few awkward words and gesture of hand
and if you need me well i'll be at the bar
Holding Position until last call
And if you need me we'll I'll be at the bar
you still know the number to call
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