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Counting down the days 'til I'm with you.
I cringe at words I say,
I'm swimming with the sharks the work week through,
So I'm drowning come Friday.
Reaching front door, turning on the radio, walking to the liquor store.
You're what I came here for, you're what I came here for.
But I've got nothing left - a couple bucks, some cigarettes.
I pick a day to say I'll quit, I'm filled with hope or full of shit.
It doesn't really matter where I look,
The directions seem the same.
I'm closing out my nights with Fante books.
If you're happy then why change.
Counting up what's left.
I let it ride on easy bets.
Once I traded in free will it got easy to keep still.
You're what I came here for, what's the point of anything
- Álbum:
- Souvenir
- Heart Beats Pacific
- Collapser
- Resignation Day
- Banner Pilot/Monikers (Split)
- Pass The Poison (EP)
- Resignation Day (Remixed Version)
- Pass the Poison
- Fat Music Vol. 8: Going Nowhere Fat
- Insubordination Fest 2007 (Live)
- Demo
- Fat Music, Volume 7: Harder, Fatter + Louder!
- Harder, Fatter + Louder
- Fat Music, Vol. 7: Harder, Fatter & Louder
- Fat Music Vol. 7: Harder, Fatter + Louder!
- Insubordination Fest 2007