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Lyrics:

Speak up how you want 
And bleed your truth 
And it will last a lifetime 
To be free in your youth 
And till the end of your days 

Took my time to get right here
Recount these days 
A lesson learned and always 
More to come my way 
Until the end of my days 

I'll spend them all with you 
I'll spend them all with you 
I'll spend them all with you 
(Ill spend them all)
I'll spend them all with you
(I'll spend them all)
I'll spend them all with you 
(I'll spend them all)
I'll spend them all with you 
(I'll spend them all)
I'll spend them all with you 


New Radio - Year 12

Stop what you're doing 
I'm on your street
My door is open
Let's spend some time 

Being this young and 
Without any care 
You're at the den 
Well I'll meet you there 

And we'll ride all night 
The smoke trails behind us 
Second long, Valentine's Day 
Was a high light 

The forest is wilting 
This season have changed 
Regardless returning
It'll know our name 

Orchestrate plans that might not
Fall through 
Today or tomorrow I'll see you soon

And we'll ride all night 
The smoke trails behind us 
Second long, Valentine's Day 
Was a high light 

And we'll ride all night 
The smoke trails behind us 
Second long, Valentine's Day 
Was a high light 

Yotès and Valentines

What are the odds that tide shifted closer to you?
I recollect and almost recall 
We were younger and everything was new 
Is it true the best days are only then?

I feel the breeze of those youthful winter nights
Raised hell, commotion, in too deep
Your smile brought me through those times 
Now I lay here X3

And fall asleep 

And maybe one day I'll have the courage to tell you 
But for now I'll fall asleep 

Shift

I wrote this song about a month before I went off to college. It's a sappy little tale of losing a friendship and reminiscing over the times you shared with them.  Then I go on to talk about the transition of going off to college and  the emotional burden it has on an 18 year old.

Sharp Knives

Been battling a condition
It's called disliking myself
I've been up I've been down
I can't find common ground 

This hasn't been always 
It's just the older I get 
I find things about me
That make me upset 

I hate the things that I say
I hate the things that I do
Which has kept from talking 
To people like you

There's a window in front of me
It's there every day 
I want people to see me
But it's me who's in the way 

I'm suddenly quiet
No words are coming out 
I miss the old boy I knew
Who had the loudest fucking mouth 

I'm afraid to tell stories 
I'm afraid to love my friends
Because I only see them 
Dissing me in the end

Old Boy

just that really sappy personal coming of age shit

New Radio

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