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JASON: pull up the blinds and open your eyes to see them all waiting for your demise living their ordinary lives nothing ever changes nothing will ever change they'll never give up their hateful ways it's sad to say they will remain the same but, the sun rises calling for a new day a day of change though i doubt this change will see the light of day and how do you possibly stomach it swallowing their hate everyday you shouldn't have to live a life with secret idenity your not clark kent they'll justify their crimes as not crimes but, acting out the acts of god striking sinners for their crimes you call this living waking up in of who you are i just sit in disgust while others hate and destroy another way of life i want to find a hole and fall away. honest if one day you found out that someone you love was really gay would it still take for someone to take them away for you to change on that day.
TOM: Dear Matthew, I apologize. But I know that doesn't matter now. I think about it all the time every time I hear the words that you died for. Dear Father, How can you condem?How can you justify? A young man beaten and left to die simply for who is. I think that happened once before, in fact that's why you are who you are. despite this day the laws won't change. despite this day your hate won't change. but from this day i've learned one thing. just how ugly this place can be.

JASON:the lyrics i wrote for this song were inspired by what happened to matthew shepard but, focus more on the hate and fear people have towards homosexuals in our society.
TOM:america is a country that prides itself on providing rights for all and perserving democracy. Ironic that it's still a country where people are murdered and denied basic human rights because of there sexual orientation. I wrote this song after matthew sheppard died as a reaction to how angry I was that I live in a world where these things occur.

JASON:joints are all stiffening i can't move at all, like a madman at the wheel i feel like i'm losing control, things that were once easy our now such a task, spent living my tired life through tired eyes, i'm forgetting names, i'm forgetting faces of all the ones that i love, soon the day will come when all will be for not a lifetime led just to be forgot, as hard as it is the believe that this would happen to me but, i'm afraid that i can't remember, these pile of bones will find their home in a paper thin casing you call skin, maybe if i take this pill or use this cream, i won't grow old, i'll stay young forever, sieze the day there might not be another chance when each day feels like it might be your last, my chest has tightened up, i can't breath on my own, i need the aids of machines, is this the life you wanted for me cause i'll tell you one thing it's not the one i dreamed, when you count every wrinkle and all the grey hair, you'd give up anything to be young again, sorry, i hate to break it to you but, the fountain of youth is a mere pipe dream, it's not hidden in a pill or a cream, a life time of knowledge just flushed down the drain, what a waste.
TOM: fighting to keep my place in this movie. but you're nothing against the persistance of aging. we all die, we all breath, but do we all live the way we had in mind.

TOM: this song is about getting old. it's a cold hard fact that one day we will all be old and our bodies will break down. we won't remember our friends or the times we spent. i think about my grandfather in his last days when we put him on a respirator and he couldn't breath on his own because his lungs were filling up with fluid. we were keeping him alive for us, not for him. this song also address societies infatuation with looking young and staying young by means of creams, pills and surgeries. cheating age will enivitably have it's price.

JASON: create this wall of ears so they can hear our every move, build these walls with eyes so they can watch us live our lives, they are protecting us from ourselves to save us from a greater evil, though this is quite the bit of power you are giving yourself, no privacy leds to more protection a personal shaporon for every home, but when the object is to be the last one standing it helps to have a room full a smoke and mirrors it provides the illusion that all will be fine, be careful where you step the landmines are set to blow, vulgars that were once friends strike when food gets low, their system doesn't work for me, their system doesn't work for you, their system doesn't work for us, their system doesn't work for anyone, there is a shark sitting at the end of the bar he's taking bets on just how long till we sink our own ship, the ocean we've been sailing has all but dried and now we're stranded on this island
TOM: your foriegn policy is cowboy terrorist. our voices are silenced by money and power. i hope you liked your war. what were we fighting for? the gap of rich and poor? the police are at our door

TOM: i think the title is pretty self explanatory, but if you need more insight pick a book called stupid white men by micheal moore.

JASON: bending the light to adjust his senses of sight in the dark hallways filled with empty rooms left behind by those who have passed now comfortable he takes steps forward with the haunting feeling he is not alone as he walks towards the room at the end of the hall he passing broken toys and torn out pages of coloring books reminding him of a childhood he lost that never get back never you put your kids in a car drove in a pond is this how you show love he finds her lying on the floor she still wore that dress like an ocean as it rippled over her every curve he will drown drown once more he will drown like before.

JASON:this song was written cause i was bothered by the fact of how a mother could take her own children and just drive them into a lake to drown to death. i personally don't understand how someone could possibly do this to their own children but, it just goes to show that certian people can't handle parenthood and the responsibilities that it takes. so i just wish people would think before they go ahead and bring another life into the world.
TOM: being a survivor of physical abuse as a child at the hands of a family member, I cringed to think another little kid is somewhere hiding in the closet hoping that someone will save them.

welcome to the party
JASON: how do the flowers bloom under such dark skys? did you not know they need sunlight to grow? every now and again a break in clouds, letting in just enough light so hope won't die. hope that they will have a better life than you but, nothing changed it's all the same. the only thing that has changed is that you've added another player to the game, another body to fill up the space in this dying party, didn't you think about this before you went ahead and planted your seed? you can barely take care of yourself let alone something so fragile that you've decided to make. i don't know about you but, all i see are dark days ahead, days were the light struggles to break through such thick clouds, i don't think you know that flowers need light to bloom.
TOM: welcome to this life we have ruined for you. we still make the same mistakes and you pay the price.

TOM: at this point in time we all pretty much understand that the world is messed up. bringing a child into a place like this is probably not the best idea. i also feel that sex education and inexpensive birth control is still taboo under our conservative government and this is something that needs to be addressed