Texty:
Against Me Against Me Ep

: Please tell me why we couldn?t stay Don?t let this feeling ever go away Let this memory forever be inside of me Through every hour of every day It?

girl found dead in a dumpster shot by her mother, her eulogy, the sound of construction through head-to-head traffic today is just another day. and me

: We want a band that plays loud and hard every night That doesn't care how many people are counted at the door That would travel one million miles and

confidence to write a song, So I found three simple chords And held them together with my weak voice On an out of tune guitar My father gave to me. May

fisted champion, An iron willed fuck up." Can anybody tell me why God won't speak to me? Why Jesus never called on me to part the fucking seas? Why death

market bottled water And purified aerosol solution, guess who's their target Seven approaching a measure off the map And you'll see me dance in the street once again

fisted champion, An iron willed fuck up." Can anybody tell me why God won't speak to me? Why Jesus never called on me to part the fucking seas? Why death

ll take your heart put some faith in ideals. The bank line will all turn around and rent will pay itself. You can sleep tonight, little boys in sweat-shops will again

in, "Dear Jesus.. are you listening?" If this is the one chance that really matters, don't let me fuck this up. If you had told me about all this when