Bus Ride Home I'll just sit here, Escape into my own little place, Listen to my iPod, Lose track of every face. I'll start to fall into a dose, Look like a fool, And try not to break my nose. Can't help it, try to keep awake, How much more will punishment will this window take!? Ok now I'm alive, I've had my break, Sweat patch on the cold window, Where am I!? Ah I know! Bingo! Let get off this sweat box, Grab my keys, And undo the locks. I'm home now don't worry about me, Should really stop falling asleep in front of everybody!

Mood Swings And Roundabouts Get off your high tower, No one gives a shit about your so called power. Stop dragging everyone down, wear a smile not that stupid frown. But your too important, Better than anyone else. Your full of shit, I'm biting on my lip, Just wanna tell you where to shove it, Believe you me I would love it. But your too important, Better than anyone else. Don't get me wrong we all have bad days, But with you it's done in the wrong ways. It's not a game, this is people's lives, And you think we believe your lies? But your too important, Better than anyone else Your mood swings make everyone hate being here, This is not power, this is fear.

I've Had Enough It's killing me I just want to leave I want to be able to breathe I want to discover I want to achieve I want to become what I want to become I'm done when I'm done Not when you think I'm done Your in a mess Your sad about your #life I understand But stop using that knife To dig in my back Just give me the sack If you don't think I'm good enough. Stop guilt tripping me In front of everybody Your suppose to give me respect But I'll go ahead and elect That your just a nasty piece of work But I'm stronger inside And I'll just get by You can shove this job up your ass I'm outa here at last

I hope you find comfort in this silence

"I lust for the sound that keeps us moving"