The wind blows a sweet melody
Whispers the promise of a better time...

They don't know what they do to me
They just don't see...

An honorable mention to my big brother
An all American solder...

White, cold graves surround her
They go on for miles...

A broken heart
Years forgot...

There's something I must tell you
There's something you must know...

Everybody cries
When the president dies...

That girl just existed on this earth
She didn't have some purpose to fulfill...

F you f you
i don't care about you...

Those four years were totally crazy
Between the projects and presentations...

Blood runs down this wrist
Because I am so frickin pissed...

If a rose could speak
What would it say...