LYRICS:
There's always gonna be something going wrong 
There's always gonna be someone that don't belong 
Like a flower peaking out of the sidewalk 
But there's a line between being nice and being stepped on 

Just sit the kids in front of the TV 
Let their minds destroy themselves 
You should've learned by now 
This isn't a matter of Heaven or Hell
But you're gonna do what you gotta do 
To make yourself feel comfortable 
Just sit the kids in front of the TV 
Let their minds be miserable 
(Let their brains rot out their skulls)

There's always gonna be a better song 
There's always gonna someone that you can't top 
But you're a flower peaking out of the sidewalk 
Define a line between being nice and being stepped on 

You're either working for a paycheck or you're trying 
You're either telling me something that I wanna hear or lying

Kids Raising Kids

I think the earth needs a break from spinning 
At least I know I do 
Constantly floating in circular motion 
Has me holding my faults over my head 

You will never be my friend 
If you look at me that way 
Someday we will pretend 
That we never knew this pain 

I think you need a break from drinking 
At least I know I don't 
I'm sinking alone in an ocean of foam 
Hoping to drown and leave you in the cold 

You will never be my friend 
You'll never look at me the same 
Everyday you will pretend 
Your life is better off this way 

So fuck it, I'll stay 

Circular Motion

Taken from "New Spirit" available for free via austinparish.bandcamp.com

Future Stranger

Taken from "We Both Feel the Same" available for free via austinparish.bandcamp.com

Coney Island

An old friend moved to Utah, so I wrote this song for her.

LYRICS:
I could be your John Bender if you would be my Claire 
Sneaking into a back room to kiss me anywhere 
I ask you why you did that, cause you know I never would 
For once, being so bad feels pretty good 

If life was as simple as the snow 
Then I would fly to Utah and let you know 
That Indiana got less beautiful 

You could be June Carter and I'll be Johnny Cash
You're so pretty with your fare skin 
While I'm dressed up in black 
If it means I have to chase you, I will walk that line 
I'd give away all of my things just to make you mine 

Utah

Hi, my name is Austin.

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