headlock

San Fernando

Sunflowers and Leather

Candy Land

To Love A Thing That Fades

Worth the Walk

The End of Eurydice

sore throat

slipping through my hands


Turn my brain on, boot it up,
Remember all the things I do.
Don’t take long, cause let’s be real,
Every day’s the same old deal.

Pull my clothes on, I’m all set,
No different from the other fools,
Grinding hard to just get by,
Living by the same old rules.

Same old, same old,
Don’t dream of something new.
Everything I’ve ever done,
Is the same as I always do.
Same old, same old,
Follow the well-worn path,
The habits of a lifetime,
Can’t be broken just like that.

Turn my mind off, wind it down,
Forget about my careworn day.
Drink a beer, watch bad TV,
Every show’s the same to me.

Go to sleep, dream a dream,
Trapped inside a padded cell,
Try to scream, try to escape,
Eternity in this same old hell.


Same old, same old,
Don’t dream of something new.
Everything I’ve ever done,
Is the same as I always do.
Same old, same old,
Follow the well-worn path,
The habits of a lifetime,
Can’t be broken just like that

Same old, same old,
Don’t dream of something new.
Everything I’ve ever done,
Is the same as I always do.

Same Old, Same Old

I, for one, am done getting down off my horse for a damsel. My damsel better have the guts to get up on my horse WITH me and ride through hell WITH me.

Dying On My White Horse.mp3

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slipping through my hands

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