Your parents are getting a divorce.
I am watching from your bed.
Every morning, someone is screaming.
Your brothers knuckles are bleeding.
Your mother has given up in believing.
I now know why you sleep through your alarm.
Track Name: Anosmic Bloodhounds
brace for the argument
were running around like
with no direction
Looking for our fate
can bring us escapes
of getting lost in stars
hoping for life on mars
we got no direction
Most hope for something
but then they get nothing
maybe the world will stop talking
if i keep on walking
in your direction
"It's basically what the white stripes sound like."
Track Name: Heart Attack
reaching for they dont know what
Gotta get to giving up
Cant see that we are stuck
your life is not yours to live
always someone you gotta please
Theyll use you til your dead
I did what they told me to do
they ask "whats next" with out a clue
Get a job, my life will end
40 years of future dread.
Go to the bank, take out a loan
begin to fill my soon foreclosed home
Raise a kid to learn from me
Rotten apples fall from rotten trees