Living alone with no TV or internet
Can make you realize how unproductive
Your life can really be

Sometimes the songs just pour out of you
There's so much that you want to say
To the person that you can't

And I don't have the courage for that
Maybe I'll find it somewhere
I'll keep adding letters
To the words that aren't there

Everything sounds the same
It's all the same

I've heard that before
It's all been done

Songs Are Songs

Stupid Chords, Stupid Words, Stupid Song

On the brink of something
This is about nothing
It's not about you or her
I write this because I don't have it

What it takes to say
What I want to tell them
Not fully sure what that is
Just vague ideas floating around in my brain

I can't formulate them
Mind can't encapsulate them
Can't think of what to say
Forever I'll write about nothing

My thoughts stay on the same thing
Sadness for when y ou leave me
Repition about nothing
Gotta write this about something

There's still a lot more room
To address concern for you
Those words that I can't write
Instead I'll write this pointless rhyme tonight

Never gonna say it
Won't have the chance to play it
For you tonight 'cause you are right
Convictions I can't summarize in song

And when you talk to me
We speak of brilliant things
The evade me somehow
Before I get a chance to put them down

And if they come right back to me
Thoughts constantly escaping me
I'm missing clarity
Lacking pride to say what I want to

Something About Nothing

Orion's rising in the sky and
I can sense that it's that time of year
I'll get to drink with all of my friends
In that desert we call home
We'll burn and drink a million warm-flat beers
But I'll be dreaming of the road

To everyone it's so important
The meaning's not the same
But we're all striving for it
This time I don't

To everyone it's so important
The meaning's not the same
But we all struggle for it
This time I don't

This year it's all so odd to me
It feels so routine
That's not how it's supposed to be
On this I feel that I'm alone
I'd rather be out on the road
Drop everything race towards that burning goal

To everyone it's so important
The meaning's not the same
But we're all striving for it
This time I don't

To everyone it's so important
The meaning's not the same
But we all struggle for it
This time I don't wanna go

But I know when we get there
It'll feel like home
It feels like home

Untitled

Getting lost in nostalgia again
I put on the records that bring me back to that place
If I could only open my eyes to the inspiration
I don't eat enough
It's a bed with no sheets
No comfort without the warmth
I'll drink this one for you
But it's the last one

It's our first drink of the year
It drops off of my face on to your strings
We will have a smoke and sing along with sad songs
These old dead strings resonate deeply tonight

I hope you're lying next to him
Thinking about what we could have been
I'm drinking alone again

You told me you loved me
I never told you why I couldn't respond for months
I could never repay you for the years of support
Sleep is for the week
Maybe that's why I can't lift this pen
Always you in my brain stabbing at my memory

I'd rather sleep all week
Sleep is for the week
I'd rather sleep all week

It's our first drink of the year
It drops off of my face on to your strings
We will have a smoke and sing along with sad songs
These old dead strings resonate deeply tonight

Sleep

Weak Week

Today I suppress the same thoughts
As two hundred or so others
In perfect synchronization
Will this be the end of it all

We walk on, we sit down
Some take drugs, others sleep
I know we had that thought
I know we had the same thought
We had the same thought

I often have this recurring dream
I am running as planes fall from the sky
Planes of all kinds, big or small
Attempt to crash into me

I can run but they can see
I guess it doesn't feel like kamikaze
I don't remember one ever actually killing me
But it's horrific
It's horrific

I'll awake in a cold sweat
I'll awake in a cold sweat

I'll get sick again
Everything spins around
And I will sleep again

Keep puking
Keep sleeping
Keep puking
Keep sleeping
Keep sleeping
Keep sleeping

There are some times out on the road
When you think about your home
And then you start to miss your friends
Those miles never seem to end

But then the show starts
You're starting to get drunk
You realize this is what you live for
And you remember to have fun

Because if this is not fun
Then what's the point in trying
Might as well give up
On these dreams that are dying
But it's you my friends
Who keep me coming around
So let's get drunk
when I come to your town

There are some times out on the road
When you think about your home
And then you start to miss your friends
Those miles never seem to end

But then the show starts
And you're starting to get drunk
You realize this is what you live for
And you remember to have fun

Because if this is not fun
Then what's the point in trying
Might as well give up
On these dreams that are dying
But it's you my friends
Who keep me coming around

So let's get drunk
Wake up in the morning and feel shitty
We've got to drive to the next city
Because it's our job to get drunk
With another fucking awesome group of friends

I know that this is still fun
So I will keep on trying
Never will give up
On these dreams until I'm dying
So let's party my friends
And I'll keep coming around
So we can get drunk
When I come to your town

Stupider Chords, Stupider Words, Stupider Song

Laying with the lights on
Running through my head
I didn't drink enough
To slow it down inside

And if she is out there
I hope to find her soon
Take me away from this lonely brain
That's missing you

Twelve ounces
To forget
What you said
I can't think about it

Someday will I complete
All the pages in this book
It took years to fill the last
With ebbs and flows
I never crossed out words
I used to have direction
Now I've deleted the past
To many times to remember

Twelve ounces
To forget
What I said
I can't sleep about it

How many lonely nights like this one will it take
To fill these pages with memories wilfullly erased?

Twelve ounces
To forget
What we said

Help To Forget

I'll come home and lie in bed for weeks
Until I finally fall asleep and dream
Everything's turned out okay
I don't need you
You don't need me
I'm fine asleep
I'll stay asleep

But I'm trying to leave Reno now
Again I'm back and just as down

I'll wake up on the day
Two years have quickly passed away
And nothing's changed
Except that you have moved away
We'll probably never be okay
And I'm still here
Forever here

But I'm going to leave again
Drunken smiles with my friends
Because it's the only thing I know how to do
But at some point it's got to come to an end

I'll come home and lie in bed for weeks
Until I finally fall asleep and dream
Everything's turned out okay
I don't need you
You don't need me
I'm fine asleep
I'll stay asleep

But I'm trying to leave Reno now
Again I'm back and just as down
Thought I could find someone to embrace
Maybe in a better place
And I don't need you
You don't need me
I'm fine asleep
I'll stay asleep

All That I Know

Formed back when we were kids
No one ever knew about the significance
We’d play these instruments
Sold shirts and compact discs
It never made much cents

We’ll grow to hate each other
Tear apart everything
That’s built up to this
Write record one last album
Forget the loose ends
Let’s never speak of this

Forget all of my friends
I’ll never see you again
I’ll be alone with my millions
We’re cashing in on those times we hated
Back when no one would understand

Then the checks come in
And we start realizing that
This could be something
Offer the right money
Soon we’ll be reforming
And heading right to the bank

Forget all of my friends
I’ll never see you again
I’ll be alone with my millions
We’re cashing in on those times we hated
Back when no one would understand

I don’t want to see you again
You want to see me again
We’re going to have millions
You will regret the end

Just one more step to take
More money to be made
At an alarming rate
Play that reunion gig
All my effort exempt
Nobody notices

Forget all of my friends
I’ll never see you again
I’ll be alone with my millions
We’re cashing in on those times we hated
Back when no one would understand

I’m going to buy happiness
With no thought to the past
Destroy all that we have
Ruin your love for the band we hated
You thought we didn’t understand?

Ace Of BAC/DC b/w Built Up To This

Built Up To This

They say a drive can clear your mind
But I woke up and felt the same way again
I took the long way home to try again to rid you of my brain

I listened to simplicity
And hopelessly yearned for that summer vacation
I spent with the gold record
Sometimes a piece of art finds you
Perfectly timed to make a deep impact on the rest of your life

When this vacation ends are we cool?
We’ll scramble for the warmth, worry like adults
For summer that you love
Sometimes a piece of art finds you
Perfectly timed to make a deep impact on the rest of your life

Ace of BAC/DC b/w Built Yo==Ace of BAC/DC b/w Built Up To This

Ace Of BAC/DC

If I had a dime every time
This occurred
I wouldn't have a dime
I mean, I probably would have some dimes
But I wouldn't have THOSE dimes

If I had a thought to inflict a response
To deplete these feelings
Most of which put off for too long
But we wouldn’t have this song

One moment in time
We exist side by side
Unheard thoughts
Light and darkness collide

Always some fraction
Of who we once were
Sometime three fifths
Others five thirds

When I come to find the dark spots in my mind
I’ll shove them aside pretend brightness still shines
It fails to prevail so I’ll turn to my friends
They unknowingly comfort me easing my mind

One moment in time
We exist side by side
Unheard thoughts
Light and darkness collide

Always some fraction
Of who we once were
Sometime three fifths
Others five thirds

I have bouts with bummers constantly
I’ll get through miraculously
From the top of the mountain
They’re no taller than me

One moment in time
We exist side by side
Unheard thoughts
Light and darkness collide

Always some fraction
Of who we once were
Sometime three fifths
Others five thirds

I have bouts with bummers constantly
I’ll get through miraculously
From the top of the mountain
They’re no taller than me

Old Friends

Bouts With Bummers

Formed in 2014, Boss’ Daughter is one of the hardest working bands in the underground punk scene. They’ve played over 575 shows across seven countries, with major headlining and underground acts like Rise Against, Pennywise, Jeff Rosenstock, The Ataris, PEARS, Bridge City Sinners, Bad Cop/Bad Cop, and many more.

Simmering in punk, they create their own undefinable sound with harmonizing gang vocals, haunted screams, catchy melodies, and a thrashing, crusty edge, all topped with a sprinkling of horns. One thing’s for sure, Boss’ Daughter is on a mission to make sure everyone is having a good time.

The group started as Fox’s solo project but quickly blossomed into a trio-with Chris Fox, Danny Paul, Jamie Locks, and occasionally John Underwood on horns for live shows. They released their debut album, Songs are Songs, in 2015 and followed up with 2016’s Sleep EP.

For the next couple of years the band constantly toured, playing everywhere from bars to large venues and festivals including Montreal’s Pouzza Fest, Ironfest, and Florida’s The Fest, which they’ve played the past four years in a row. The boys have also appeared on Bridge City Sessions and Reno’s own, Worst Little Podcast.

Their most recent releases include two 7" records, 2019's Ace of BAC/DC b/w Built Up To This, and 2021's Old Friends four-way split 7" on Iron Fest Records.

Having recently signed with SBÄM Records, a new full-length album is finished and is slated for release in the coming year, as well as a new two song 7" out now.

Boss' Daughter

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