Album: Ordinary Silence
And I don't think you made this for my anyway
But I still come around to try to see
I'm laughing at the conversations and hearsay
I'd like to light a match and burn this industry
Hold on, stay strong, you told me to
I showed up, and we talked and I knew
That it's a long way home when you're tired with a lot on your mind
You backtrack to extract all the wisdom, you find the words to put a curse, this generation's getting worse
And I won't be responsible for all this degradation
So sing it back to me, this scene, let's celebrate tragedy, and sink
Below the decency we had when we were young
I feel hostility, this cash dictates diplomacy and "cool"
This doesn't feel like a community
'Cause most of these bands would sell their souls
For a four star review and a sold out show
An opening spot on tour for some washed-up band
I don't think I care anymore
I know I care, I just can't go on and on like I belong
I'll meet you there, I can't just go on and on, I think I'll stay home
I know I care, I just can't go on and on like I belong
I'll meet you there, I see the way they talk about you, it's so wrong
I know you care, I just can't go on and on like I belong
I'll meet you there, I can't just go on and on, I think I'll stay home
'Cause most of these bands would sell their souls
For a four star review and a sold out show
An opening spot on tour for some washed-up band
I don't think I care anymore