bands

The patches are the stories. Hold onto that. And the muddy zigzag of ducktape against the cracked doorglass. There's four kids who sleep here, a nuff for the fingers on each otherses hands. There's room in each of them for one important thing. They're a band. It's not they're in a band. They're a band. Four spikes of ducktape, up and down, like mountain peaks or a sawblade. Every band's got a sign, something to sew on your jacket, gouge on the wall at a show. Four spikes up and down say MEATHEADS, and you picked a fucked window to knock at, tourist. They're the best band in the world.

In the wake of my broken dreamsIn the dirt and the dust and the days that felt like weeks.I found the person that I__ meant to be__ause when I felt like giving upWhen death was closing inI shut my eyesAnd black out the darkness with light from insideI__e given moreThan what I__e gotI__e given allOf what I__ notI__e watched this war consume all that we could becomeFacing my fears in the darkBut if I dieBefore it__ donePlease take these wordsMy final thoughtsThe only way to shine your light is in the dark.Never let life kill your sparkThis is the falloutYeah it__ the end of the worldWe__l spread the noise to everyone and let them all know you heardA system meltdownIt__ time we exposeThe 'cause of chaos is our ownI__e given moreThan what I__e gotI__e given allOf what I__ notI__e watched this war consume all that we could becomeFacing my fears in the darkBut if I dieBefore it__ donePlease take these wordsMy final thoughtsThe only way to shine your light is in the dark.Never let life kill your sparkNever let life kill your sparkNever let life kill your sparkFacing my fears in the darkI__e given moreThan what I__e gotI__e given allOf what I__ notI__e watched this war consume all that we could becomeIf I dieBefore it__ donePlease take these wordsMy final thoughtsThe only way to shine your light is in the dark.Never let life kill your spark..

If I were you I'd put that away. See you're just wasted and thinking about the past again, darling you'll be okay.

Jack, be nimble, Jack, be quickJill's a little whore and her alibis are dirty tricks

They sounded really professional because they had two Vox AC 30 amplifiers. I also had an AC 30, so when you looked at it, three AC 30s, three Fenders - bloody hell, it must be a great band!

Women who are into Lord of The Rings & The Hobbit are, like, the coolest people in the world

I earned my place,With the tidal waves.I can't escape this feeling,That something ain't right.I called my nameAs I crashed the gates,Still I can't escape this feelingThat something ain't right.

I spend my nights thinking the worstAnd telling myself that everything's going to work outI keep kicking myself in the mouthOpening up every cut that should be a scar by now

Yeah,You rocked my world foreverI know you still rememberHow we felt beforeYeah,We should be together'Cause nothing could be betterThan the way we wereBaby, let's go back to the way we wereLet's turn back the clockThis time we'll take it slowYou can stay the night,This time I won't let goAnd when the morning comes,We can start all over, over againWhy did we say goodbye?Let's go back tonight

Oh, the truth I must tellIs I'm lonely as hellStill looking for myself

You'll spend every Saturday night on the bathroom floor with no recollection of the night before You're a train wreck and everything that's in between Being alone doesn't seem so bad to me

I'm sorry for breaking down when I should've been stitching myself back up

I said I'm selfish, I'm a liar and I'm brokenShit runs through my head every day that I would never tell anyoneYou're just like meThe only difference is that I'm honest enough to scream my flaws in the lines of this song

You used to make me feel like I could walk on waterNow most nights I'm just sinking down and downYou're the reason why I can't listen to the same songs I used to

Classic of '43. Don't knock it. A Vintage year.

Keith Richards on change_"It's gotta go up and down. Otherwise, you won't know the difference. It would be just a bland, straight line, like lookin' at a heart machine. And when that straight line happens, baby, you're dead.

Funny, cute and kissableI've found a girl that makes me lose controlEvery night's like the first nightNever gettin' old

One of the Keith Commandments is that nothing is secret.