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You weigh your sadness well, it fits the color of your world.
Though you have nothing to complain about,
there's always something wrong.
Break neck lies romanticize these empty headed alibies,
the drama you create amuses you and only you.
So take all these lies and be real again.
It's all not so bad.
I see you under there, hiding down underneath your eyes.
Show yourself, and kill your scene, you are your worst enemy.
Only doin' what you do cause you know someone is there to clap a hand.
Your conviction lies in words that paint the world your promise land.
And all you wanna be is somethin' I dont see.
Now all you gotta do is get the fuck away.
Push, before my thoughts pull me down.
All you are is what you've disdained.
- Album:
- Transmission.Alpha.Delta
- Miscellaneous
- Prototypes And Painkillers
- Agents Of The Underground
- Blackhawks Over Los Angeles
- Exile In Oblivion
- An American Paradox
- The Element Of Sonic Defiance (EP)
- The Skinny Years Before We Got Fat
- Twisted By Design
- Suburban Teenage Wasteland Blues
- Another Day In Paradise
- Punk Goes Acoustic
- Suburban Teenage Wasteland Blues (Reissue)
- Fat Music Vol. 8: Going Nowhere Fat
- Top Contenders: The Best of Strung Out
- Soundwave 2012
- Live in a Dive
- Fat Music, Volume 1: Fat Music for Fat People
- Live In a Dive - Strung Out