This is a little song we wrote. It's called CHB
and I understand the pain, and why he did it.
Wake up, look at, everything you have, There's more, to this just believe me I know,Your gone so long, please just rest in peace, Oh No FUCK NO!,i wont let you do this alone......Oh no i wont let you do this alone, and we both know i am not even fucking around. And you speak, the words that make my knees give out, as i fall into the ground.
Josh pointed out something to me last night, and it really made sense. He said, "People don't know what it's like to be a musician." This is so true. Like in the Chiodos song, "Just stop, drop everything..." That's what we do when we get the chance for a show or tour. Thanks to everyone who supports us. Music keeps me alive, and it makes me want to wake up tomorrow. Thinking about the next show, the next practice, and the new songs we're going to write. You wouldn't understand.
I wear girl pants, and the people in standish seem to have a problem with that, because they're insecure inbreds. I'm different, and some people can't handle that. If you don't like me...well, that sucks, but I don't need your approval to live.
You'll never love me like I love you. I want a girl that loves me like I love her, and understands me emotionally and intellectually. Just being able to lay there, looking into each other's eyes, not even having to speak a word, because we know what each other are thinking...A gal that's there for me as I am her, and sticks to her word. There's no hurry though, because there are very few gals out there who actually care about the things that count.
I play drums, bass, keys a lot. Ridiculously a lot. I'm in a band called "A Day Late" We are brothers, and we're getting out of here.