Bright lights
brighter in the night
fill the streets
while people sleep
and daytime crowds are gone
am I the only one
to see this city as pretty
when everyone else seems to see it as ******

Electric guitar
I won't go far
Or travel the world in the back of a car
I'll end up cremated in a jar

It's raining again
A lone soul with no friends
It's raining again
Living a life with no ends
It's raining again
The sun never descends
It's raining again
It's raining again

One of us will be tall
One of us will throw a ball
One of us will fall
One of us will climb a wall
One of us will feel small
Some of us are nothing at all

I can't stop the screaming
I can't stop the bleeding
I can't stop the screaming
I must be dreaming

Anger spinning in my head
*******
*******
you heard what I said

anger spinning in my head
leave me alone
you heard what I said

anger spinning in my head
the consequences that I dread

anger spinning in my head

A wave of tears run down my face
I leave the world without a trace
except a note on the fireplace

ran into the woods and off the trail
the note reads "I have left the world, I am a fail"

It's my decision, I have drown
and left nothing but my body and this note you've found

Sleep deprived
feeling dead inside
but I'm really alive
and living my life
sleep deprived

Put gasoline on my dreams
enough to make me want to scream
light my heart, set it aflame
but I will never feel the shame,
the hate you think I'm under
for what, that I wonder

Caught up in my own mind
I don't really know what goes on outside
like no one knows what's going on in here
the twisted thoughts that are supposed to bring fear
seem innocent in a savage mind
I think these thoughts, in the shame I hide
hide from an unaccepting world
In the shadows where I am curled
to hide the damage I can do
to protect myself from you

you had to leave
no emotion shown
I begged you please
but you had to go

The reason why I do not speak
is because no one ever listens

Your weaknesses is that you think your stronger than what you are
your strength, you do not have any
You fake your own strength to protect your ego
You think you are but your not a hero
you cannot defend yourself so you attack others
you lost your dignity when you had your first fight
your self respect only grew stronger
your strength, you don't have any
but your weaknesses there are too many

Monotone voice
doesn't really speak
and when it does people start to sleep

monotone voice
doesn't really sing
not even with the strum of a guitar string

Monotone voice
doesn't really talk
because when it does people start to walk

fender amps spread music around town
the music in your room is turned up loud
pop rock, indie or punk
suddenly your mood has sunk
a bottle of Jack Daniels and then your drunk
crying unknown to what you've done
listening to the words that are sung
understanding the feelings of Lynn Gunn

lucky to be alive
when guns are"for protection"
lucky to be alive
when people are nearly dying of starvation
lucky to be alive 
when natural resources means risk of invasion
lucky to be alive 
with no money but education
lucky to be alive
in a civilised nation

Hands are shaking
breathing is deep
the anger is taking over me
writing feelings on a blank sheet
insanity creeping in I cannot speak
this language seems foreign to me
the one I use everyday of the week
my body trembels
feels strong but weak
no control
in how I act
cold shivers run down my spine
as emotions are running high
no control over anything
when the anger is taking over me

Nobody's perfect
but we think people are
nobody's perfect
but we see people that are close to
nobody's perfect
And we can sometimes forget that
nobody's perfect
but we are taught to change our flaws
nobody's perfect
but we're all unique
nobody's perfect
but thats all we'll ever need to be

I live to be judged
a life that is unjust
obey the world, that I must
and the ones I do not trust
will sacrifice the ones they love
to a force that is not us
to loose it all when I self destruct

home is where I want to go
home the only place that I know
home the only place that I miss
home but I don't know where it is

You pick and choose your way through life
until the day you met your wife
your eyes fell in love
and that was enough
for a while
whilst you still had a smile
but you were waiting for the day
when you could finally say
you were only trying to cause a stir
and you didn't really love her
she was your wife
she was your darling
in love all your life
but when you turned your back you were snarling

Blood was spilled
Hearts were filled
Death has come
warriors sung
Burning the village
Ignoring the spillage
All children screaming
surrounded by grieving
through death and despair
a living nightmare

Pain grasps around your chest
digging in as you take a breath
you try to swim but you feel weak
so you sink into the deep
the deep, where light is dim
and all because you couldn't swim

At one corner there is you
connected to another two
you don't know which one to choose
I'm glad I'm not in your shoes

All words are spoken
written words are there to be said
all words are spoken
even words of the long since dead
All words are spoken
even the ones in your head

Hi
bye
said all the time

what does it mean
we've all seen someone leave

hi
bye
someone just died
Left the world in the blink of an eye

one by one we started to depart
everyone moved on for a new start
after we drifted apart
I was left with no way to make art

Camera man
not a fan
rode with them in their van
living life without a plan
he started his journey back in jan
he didn't know how long it would span
he wasn't a fan
he was just the camera man

Race cars running round a track
some people wish to stop that
stop it before another dies
but they really couldn't care otherwise

death is a powerful thing
and no one knows why
until they experience it for the first time

a loved one
or someone you didn't know
death is powerful
and the effects always show

It effects people internationally
although when grieving you are alone
the effects of death will always show

Sometimes in life I don't know what to do
so I think of myself without you
I am independent
but sometimes I struggle
sometimes I'm dependent
but at times I need to be
I find it difficult to read
so you do it for me
and when I'm lacking focus
you tell me the answers
because that's a friends purpose
to be there for me
and me be there for you