STRUNG OUT

this song rules:

STRUNG OUT


'Satellite'

I'll understand if you're not feeling well enough to write
I'll understand if you've got way too many things to do
you see I've been sitting here for an hour trying to finish what I started
Now it seems every line gets harder and never really what I wanna say
So I hope this letter finds you well
It's taken me a little while to sit and spell out everything I wanna say
But I think I'm ready to convey
You're the reason that I play at all
You got me thinking how a song can change it all
If there's any wonder how I made it through
Well I tell them that's between me and you, well
Someday I'll thank you if I see you around
But for now I'll just keep this letter to myself
And a song I'll probably never sing for you
Like a satellite
Spinning 'round my head in sound
You got me thinking how a song can change it all
If there's any wonder how I made it through
Well I tell them that's between me and you, well
Someday I'll thank you if I see you around
But for now I'll just keep this letter to myself
And a song I'll probably never sing for you
Like a satellite
Spinning 'round my head in sound
When you're sixteen and you're full of pain
Yeah nothing matters much but the sound of broken bottles and hearts
And the ties that bind you to what you can't ignore
In a world where I had no control I used my voice as a weapon that I could hold
I screamed and shouted until I played
I meant every single word I said
You're the reason that I care at all
You got me thinking how a song can change it all
If there's anyone that I want to hear
Well nothing's ever been so clear
Someday I'll thank you if I see you around
But for now I'll just keep this letter to myself
And a song I'll probably never sing for you
Like a satellite
Spinning 'round my head in sound
Like a song I won't forget
Oh satellite spinning 'round my head
Like a song I won't forget
When we're all grown up and looking for that anger nothing matters much
But the reasuring sound of a voice buzzing through the stereo
All this imagery and sound
With words that bite and tear out
So watch me for myself
Again now I found my voice again now.

It's scum like dspin7x and What_a_Wookie who define borders and races. Change your attitudes dudes.

bah, go away

Patrick
patproductions.com
SMS Session 1

Used to think they were alright.
'Arguing on the Internet is like running in the Special Olympics...Even if you win, you're still retarded'

They fucking rule. I've seen them twice. Second time was in a really tiny club but the sound was really bad, but they still rocked the place.

Their live album came out recently - check it out.

And Matchbook is by far their best song. The first time I saw them the bassist played the whole song with a broken strap, resting the bass on his knee.

im seeing them for the second time next month.. they rule




Tip-2-Tip We Rule

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wow thats a kick in the nuts, anyway im off to golf.
KILL ALL THE WHITE MAN!