Give Up The Ghost
hearts
Dear eastern prom
I know what's wrong...
But it's suicide eyes
That wrote this song
For all I'm worth
Writer's block is a bitch
Words falling like bricks
For a New England wish...
I was an easy male fuck
In the town of naive-ity
All I wanted was a shot in the dark
But like a knife through the heart
I choke on spit covered words...
Oh my god - it happened again
What the fuck is wrong with me?
Screaming gets you nothing
One more night in fucking town
Screaming gets you nothing
And I swear I'm fucking dead...
Screaming gets you nothing
I drew a heart around the name of your city...
Screaming gets you nothing
I drew a heart around the name of your city...
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- Miscellaneous
- Year One
- Equal Vision Records Summer Sampler 2004
- We’re Down Til We’re Underground
- Krazy Fest 6
- Rock Sound: Music With Attitude, Volume 54
- Love American
- Handguns Better Punk Comp
- Hellfest 2002
- Up Sampler 12
- Equal Vision Spring Sampler
- Metal Hammer: Volume Dealer II
- Rock Sound: Music with Attitude (Italian Edition), Volume 69
- Heartattack, Volume 1
- VISIONS: All Areas, Volume 44
- Inventing the Scene: Equal Vision Records
- AMP Magazine Presents, Volume 1: Hardcore
- Ox-Compilation #53
- Demo 7"
- American Nightmare