On the bottom words are shallow
On the surface talk is cheap
You can only judge the distance by the company you keep
In the eyes of the confessor
Near halfway, before transition to rockin' hard. I dunno. Fucks with my head. I'll keep going until the temptation to have a smoke compels sleep. Who said that?
Good God. What a trip.
I really need some tips on all-lawyers-are-fucked rock tracks that I've somehow missed. I also need some advice on which household item to smash.