Look at you! Fighting wars over God, Fighting paper with rock, fighting fire with logs And all for the chance to survive? How can you American dream and sleep t...

Just tell me it's over Just tell me it's overcast, just tell me it's overemphasized Just tell me it's over Just tell me it's overdrawn, just tell me I'm over dr...

Did you hear Disney bought Coney Island? Took down all the lights and rides? Leveled the whole pier? Did you hear the dreams we had as children Collect like dus...

My God, my God! There's nothing left inside this heart Except the memory of what we used to be Silence us? Bamboo is begging to call a bluff In an attempt to re...

These concrete buildings scrape the sky Capital City's keeping you on my mind all the time But some days I want to run down these alleys screaming "Get me the f...

History will hold our names on the tip of it's tongue Or clench it's teeth at the mere mention of us And the scars filled with ink on his arms and legs Will tel...

It's a time where poets without tongues Mouth the words that can't be sung into deaf ears That yearn to hear the words you speak Of a wife that loves until she ...

Been wasting all our days As tossing matches to a flame We've been drinking hard so we're feeling brave Enough to mourn the days that pass Enough to raise a dri...

Morning came early you know we're sleeping in again Last night ended right where this morning began And you ask if we can be together apart from a drinking bing...

All the world's a stage Written by a miserable playwright His mother didn't want him as a child His ex-fiancee ruined his life His quotes will chill you to the ...

Liberal Arts New England College Town (yeah! ) We all pretend we care about the sound (yeah! ) The music's playing There's music playing? Just take me to your r...

Should I pull over? Yeah, you probably should I've got memories scattered All across this neighborhood And I've seen the gutter from the asphalt, I've seen the ...

What will become of us? We're the first of a dying breed What will become of us? We've got worn and calloused feet What will become of us? But we're still searc...

Stretched my skin and dried Sewed myself up and filled to the neck with wine Still we lie Back's to hell facing the moonlight Has the well run dry? No, the well...