Can you feel the heat of all the feet and their respective souls?

Into The Streets

We're twisted like snakes in a maze. We hope that somewhere there's a mission; a meaning.

Old Sirens

These days we're all tired, trying to decide which message to choose from.

I walked through a minefield carrying a dream.

Sunshine was in her eyes when she said hello. Sunshine, will she take it when she goes?

Now every time someone speaks everybody yells back, "shut your stupid mouth freak!"

Do you really think the side you're on has anything to do with this?