name/ andy

age/ 19

home/ edson

bands/ 3 inches of blood, afi, the adolescents, anti-flag, agent orange, alexisonfire, authority zero, bad religion, blinded, bouncings souls, bullets and octane, cheap sex, the clash, dead kennedys, death by stereo, the distillers, dropkick murphys, from first to last, goldfinger, guttermouth, horrorpops, justin-sane, the matches, milllencolin, no use for a name, nofx, pennywise, planet smashers, propaghandi, pulley, rancid, rise against, sex pistols, strung out, sublime, tiger army, transplants

hobbie/ biking, drinking

movie/ fight club, 2001 maniacs, requeim of a dream, fear and loathing in las vegas,


"Prelude 12/21"

This is what I brought you, this you can keep
This is what I brought, you may forget me
I promise to depart, just promise one thing
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep

This is what I brought you, this you can keep
This is what I brought, you may forget me
I promise you my heart, just promise to sing
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep

This is what I thought, I thought you'd need me
This is what I thought, so think me naive
I'd promise you a heart, you'd promise to keep
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep
Kiss my eyes and lay me to... sleep.







ITS BETTER TO DIE ON YOUR FEET THEN TO LIVE ON YOUR KNEES
-bouncing souls-



sitting in what was desiganted the coopertaion zone by seattle police seargent richard goldstein they sat heads bowed listening as the police methodically shot pepper spray one eye at time into the eyes of our passive brothers and sisters whore like police playing judge jury and exicutioner for there pimp like bosses in the world bank and WTO this is not justice this not the role of the servants of the people such tyranny brings ruling classes crashing to the ground and contemporay societys to an end


RISE AGAINST LYRICS

"The Approaching Curve"

[Spoken:]
The music played with a calming frequency.
The speakers gently seeped the sound of ambient keyboards and light percussion,
creating a seductive soundtrack to our midnight drive through curtains of blackness.
The windows were cold to the touch, reflecting the icy conditions in our immediate extremity.
Salt stains and fingerprints littered the glass, and streaks with melted snow cascaded down it's length.
The music pulsed louder, yet gentle, like the far away squeal of a pot of boiling water.
The skylight was glowing faintly with a vague hints of an impending dawn.
The car raced along a painfully straight stretch of road,
and she hadn't so much as turned the steering wheel two degrees in the last twenty minutes
nor had we spoken.

As we were, so perfect, so happy.
They'll remember, only our smiles 'cause that's all they've seen.
Long since dried, when we are found, are the tears in which we had drowned.
As we were, so perfect, so happy.

[Spoken:]
"Why are you doing this?" she spoke as if not expecting a response.
Her voice penetrated the still air of our speechless drive, so silent my heart had jumped.
"I'm not doing anything," I said, but I didn't even believe that myself.
"This is what's best, for me, for you, for us, or maybe just for me," I thought,
as a tear formed in the pit of her eye. The music poured through the speakers
and we were losing ourselves in the cadence. She looked down momentarily and closed her eyes
for a bit longer than a standard blink. Then she was crying. Then she was shouting.
Then I was shouting, now pouring confessions, having no answers, or solutions,
we barely even knew the questions.

As we were, so perfect, so happy.
They'll remember, only our smiles 'cause that's all they've seen.
Long since dried, when we are found, are the tears in which we had drowned.
As we were, so perfect, so happy.

Don't put me underground, I was meant for a life somewhere else.
Please, love, give me the wheel, before both of our hearts you
will steal tonight (will steal tonight).

As we were, so perfect, so happy.
Don't remember, only your smiles 'cause that's all they've seen.
Long since dried, when we are found, are the tears in which we had drowned.
As we were, so perfect, so happy.

[Spoken:]
Our cracking voices became part of the music.
The car pressed on faster through the night. As our voices lowered,
The cadence again overtook the air.
Up ahead there was a curve approaching.
She made no indications of slowing

homies

<-- deanna

----> shawn(green) me(brown)

<---- rocks my world

i saw u from across the street today, my heart skipped a beat today reminding me of those lost days and glory never fades