
Monthly Archives: May 2017
Sometimes I give myself the creeps

Truth is on the march again

Until you get some pepper spray
And water canons on the way
Fighting on your own
Can turn your heart to stone
These people, sent to test us, sent to play with our minds. Come on baby, we’re a little stronger, I know we can survive

I got one more life, can you see it wasting away? But I got a plan

I was born a little damaged man, look what they made

It’s better to burn out than to fade away

Don’t bother doing anything unless it’s heroic

Che Guevara is throwing up in his grave right now

Why do you think you can’t trust yourself?
