Better Ways to Die

Thinking back to younger days when we were young and free Ditching out on work to catch the show along the T Cueballs in our pockets and our hearts were on our sleeves Watching all the older kids get wild along the stage Fighting all the bouncers til

All the talking and nothing is solved All the pressure - it's killing us all All the stress in a fantasyland It's a nightmare I can't understand Can I get a little peace and quiet Just a little fucking peace and quiet There's an assault on my brain W

They'll find you dead on the side of the street When the sun comes up on old colony Another junkie snitch brought to his knees By the hard world he never had to will to beat Your hard times mean nothing to me You're a prisoner, beaten and weak Hard m

You're hearing two sides of the same old bullshit story in your head Your words are poison empty promises that make the streets run red From the TV... To the books... All you'll ever get from me is cold words and empty stares You signed my family up

Remember the bite in the air Remember the smell of the fear The feeling that's stuck deep inside Shaping how I live my life The standards I held to be gold It seems that I've grown to be old The values that I'll always hold Seem to be forgotten by Th