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Goodbye, Old You
03:36
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We're not gonna wait for the rest of our lives
This is goodbye to the old you
Hello to the new...
In the fading light
You write down a name
You clinch it tight;
Then throw it away
It's over now
You've found you're way home
We'll spend this night
In the cemetery
We'll mark this grave
This ceremonial burial
Of who you once were
It's over now, you're finally through
This is goodbye to the old you
Hello to the new...
We'll have a funeral for you
Bury your past mistakes, and start anew
We'll say goodbye
Goodbye, so long, we're through
This grave we honor today
With the tears of yesterday
It all ends today
Forget everything, everything
It's over now, you're finally through
This is goodbye to the old you
Hello to the new...
We'll have a funeral for you
Bury your past mistakes, and start anew
We'll say goodbye
Goodbye, so long, we're through
There's no need to say you're sorry
For saying goodbye
There's no need to to say you're sorry
'Cause this is goodbye
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Another year goes by,
Another year of nothing good to say
Another sleepless night;
Another night of lying here in bed…
It’s way too hard livin’ in a bottle
It’s way too hard to drink enough to slow me down…
I don’t wanna be alone tonight,
So why don’t you come over
We could drive away into the night;
We could run away…
We could run away tomorrow, we could run away tonight,
We could leave within the hour, alright…
This is your last chance to run away
This is your last chance to say goodbye
This is your last chance to run away
This is your last chance to say goodbye...
This broken road maybe leads to nowhere
Away from here we’ll find a way…
We could run away tomorrow,
We could run away tonight,
We could leave within the hour,
Alright…
This is your last chance to run away
This is your last chance to say goodbye
This is your last chance to run away
This is your last chance to say goodbye…
Like the time we almost ran away from home,
When our song was on the radio
And man, when I hear that song,
I thought that I was over you
I think about you now and then
when our song is on the radio,
But we’re older now, oh yeah,
We’re finally older…
This is your last chance to run away
This is your last chance to say goodbye
This is your last chance to run away
This is your last chance to say goodbye…
And now that we’re both just friends,
I finally understand
How much I needed you back then,
But now that it’s over,
I guess that’s o.k.
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3. |
With This Blade
04:21
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With this blade against my wrist,
I wonder what it is
I wonder what it is to bleed
And I bleed without a sound
As I press the metal down
Feel the tingle in my fingers,
Is this for real?
Each drop of blood that spills for you
Is my awaking serenade to you
My reward is knowing you will live to fight another day for...
With this fist against my chest,
I pledge my dying breath
I pledge that I would bleed for you
And the blood is dripping down
From my knuckles to the ground,
I raise my fist into the air
'Cause this is for real.
This game is over
I'm feeling sober and I'm running out
These veins are open
And all I have is slowly spilling out...
And all my memories are shattering
Just like better days that fade away
All my memories are shattering
Just like better days...
I hold onto you,
Like holding onto better days
I hold onto you,
Like holding onto better days
Better days
With your face against my chest
And my hands around your hips
We celebrate our last embrace
And no more sad goodbyes,
So dry your bloodshot eyes
And remember that December
When we were young
And everything was new
Yeah we've had some better days
And all my memories are shattering
Just like better days that fade away
All my memories are shattering
Just like better days...
I hold onto you,
Like holding onto better days
I hold onto you,
Like holding onto better days
Better days.
I hold onto you,
Like holding onto better days
I hold onto you,
Like holding onto better days
Better days.
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4. |
Violence Is Bliss
03:13
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Here we are this is an invasion,
The war is now the gloves are off
Feel the sound of marching on the pavement
It’s time to wake up; it’s time to rock…
Heartbeats now are stronger than the waves that are crashing down all around,
And the sound of battle in the background is making me rock, it’s making me roll…
I know we’re just reckless but reckless we are not alone
I know we’re taking back the night
With the fist that we all raise up to fight for rock and roll
Don’t stop now, the battle is for freedom
The blood that spills is rock and roll
Tear it down, there’s got to be a meaning;
It’s got to be rock, it’s got to be roll…
I know we’re just reckless but reckless we are not alone
I know we’re taking back the night
with the fist that we all raise up to fight for rock and roll
United we will own...United we will own…
Miles away hearts are breaking,
Miles away hearts are breaking,
Miles away hearts are breaking,
Miles away hearts are breaking
In our world of violence,
In our world of violence,
In our world of violence,
In our world, violence is bliss.
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5. |
Clock Strikes Midnight
03:21
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We strike tonight
We strike tonight…
The clock strikes midnight,
The choir of darkness is singing
To a black sky calling us into the darkness
To find a way, find a way tonight…
We ride tonight into the lights of the city
With swords raised high ready to battle our demons…
We’ll say, “This is our night,”
And we will stand up and fight
The darkness that swallows our lives
Will no longer tear us apart
Yeah we will call this our night
Right when the clock strikes
Midnight, midnight
That’s when we pick up the pieces
We ride tonight into the darkness together…
We’ll say, “This is our night,”
And we will stand up and fight
The darkness that swallows our lives
Will no longer tear us apart
Yeah we will call this our night
Right when the clock strikes…
...when the clock strikes midnight, we ride…
...when the clock strikes midnight, we ride…
Yeah, we will call this our night
And we will stand up and fight
The darkness that swallows our lives
Will no longer tear us apart
Yeah we will call this our night
Right when the clock strikes midnight… midnight.
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Here's To Our Memories
03:09
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Take me back to the days when we were younger,
And everything was golden and everyday we’d chase our dreams
Take me back to the day when you said, “See you later,”
As you threw that promise ring at me…
Here’s to our memories that make us who we are
Here’s to growing up, growing up with you
Here’s to our memories that make us who we are
Here’s to growing up, growing up with you
Take me back to the days when we had secrets,
And no one knew our secrets,
Yeah no one knew but you and me
This is for our fading memories…
Here’s to our memories that make us who we are
Here’s to growing up, growing up with you
Here’s to our memories that make us who we are
Here’s to growing up, growing up with you
Here’s to our memories that make us who we are
Here’s to growing up, growing up with you
Here’s to our memories that make us who we are
Here’s to growing up, growing up with you
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Backside Slappy Newport News, Virginia
Backside Slappy is a 3-piece (sometimes 4-piece) pop-punk band from the eastern coast of Virginia. The band formed in 1998.
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