Hey, My name is adam..theres not much to say about me but ill give you something....I like all types of music and a shit tone more..umm i like to camp..oh and i love to party wit friends..i like to hit up the bars in town "not the best" but gotta make due ..im a happy drunk..but i can be a bad one to ..lol but thats about it ..just ask me if you want to no more.. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!PICTURES SOON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Blind"
This place inside my mind, a place I like to hide
You don't know the chances. What if I should die?!
A place inside my brain, another kind of pain
You don't know the chances. I'm so blind!

Another place I find to escape the pain inside
You don't know the chances. What if I should die?!
A place inside my brain, another kind of pain
You don't know the chances. I'm so blind!

Deeper!.. Deeper!.. Deeper inside me!
To live a life that seems to be a lost reality
That can never find a way to reach.
My inner self
I stand alone!
How deep can I go in the ground that I lay?
If I don't find a way to see through the gray that clouds my mind.
This time I look to see what's between the lines!




"Make Me Bad"
I am watching the rise and fall of my salvation.
There's so much shit around me.
Such a lack of compassion.
I thought it would be fun and games (would be fun and games).
Instead it's all the same (it's all the same).
I want something to do.
Need to feel the sickness in you.

I feel the reason as it's leaving me, no, not
again.
It's quite decieving as I'm feeling the flesh make
me bad.

All I'll do is look for you.
I know your fix, you need it to
Just to get some sort of attention, attention.

What does it mean to you?
For me it's something I just do.
I want something.
I need to feel the sickness in you
.
I feel the reason as it's leaving me, no, not
again.
It's quite decieving as I'm feeling the flesh make
me bad.

Does it make me bad?








"Promises"
Two hearts that shouldn't
Talk to each other become close
In a town much like a prison cell

People speak our names
On the street in hushed tones
Oh the stories they'd tell
If anyone would listen

You come from a town where
People don't bother saying hello
Unless somebody's born or dies

And I come from a place where they
Drag your hopes through the mud
Because their own dreams are all dying

And when we walk down the street
The wind sings our name in rebel songs
The sounds of the night should make us anxious
But it's much to late when the fear is gone

I will meet you in the Next Life, I promise you
Where we can be together, I promise you
I will wait till then in Heaven, I promise you
I promise, I promise

There's so many fighting
To get past the Pearly Gates
But nobody ever wants to die or get saved

Their intentions aren't that good
And I can smell the asphalt
That's their personal road to hell being paved

And when we walk down the street
The wind sings our name in rebel songs
But it's much to late when the fear is gone

I will meet you in the Next Life, I promise you
Where we can be together, I promise you
I will wait till then in Heaven, I promise you
I promise, I promise

I dont like stupit people.. like if your more stupid then me then there will be problems..lol..so as you can see theres not much i dislike..