every birthday
                             its the same
                                                     everyone says
                                                                                 "you're getting older'
or maybe even
                              a "happy birthday"
                                                                 but for me its
                                                                                             not.
alone.
           in the bathroom
                                          stalls
                                                      crying to make
                                                                                    the pain go
                                                                                                             away.
but in the end its always the same.
                                                                  i turn older
and i runaway from my problems
                                                                just like my
                                                                                         birthdays

We went we saw.
We fought we died.
Some came home.
But changed for life.
From beating hearts within our chest.
And terrors that haunt us to our death.
Were broke were beaten.
Bullied and scared.
We stand together.
From lands afar.
My cover hits the ground my boots in the sand.
A brand new day in a brand new land.

I give so much of me that sometimes I am left with nothing. Like a tree that grows precious fruits but is not watered I may wither away.

Nice people cry
And nice people do
What everyone wants them to.

It doesn't really matter
If they get the blame
They'll smile and take it as a gift.

They think it's important
To put everyone first,
But everyone excludes them.

Nice people
Want everyone happy,
And everyone excludes them.

My friends and I laugh a lot
when we're together.
We talk about a lot of things.
Stupid ****, women, philosophy,
politics, games, books,
anything.
We've seen the women come and go,
been there for each other
through all the heart breaks,
seen each other drunk and crying,
drunk and suicidal.
You can't break those bonds.
We chose each other,
they chose me.
We're a very tight-knit group,
and it's hard for outsiders to understand us.
We've been on a lot of adventures.
We work well together --
we're always a team.
Not a bad looking group of fellas either,
so when we get on the move,
on the hunt,
women never stand a chance,
and God forbid anyone ever
cross us when we're together.
As a team we're invincible,
we can't be touched.
They would lay down their lives for me,
and I would do the same.
It's unspoken, but we know it well.
We will ride together,
and we will die together
as brothers.