Since we have several songs in which all five of us sing, we thought it would be best to list the lyrics by who sings what, rather than listing all the lyrics in order of appearance. This is because each of us have different personal meanings for each of our songs, and therefore we are not all always singing about the exact same thing. Mixing all of our lyrics together, could cause a decent amount of confusion to a person attempting to discover their meanings. The songs, in the order which they were written: [ People vs. the State ] [ Humyn Capital ] [ Isabelle Hates Charlie ] [ Forever Angry at My Inner Love for You ] [ I Don't Believe ] [ Training Wheels or No hands ] [ Sequel ] [ 93,800 Hours ] [ Five Year Old Mentality ] [ Bubble Gum Cigars ] [ Cyclic ] [ Shaggy Dog Always Eats Spoiled Lil' Kitten ] [ The $400 Nod-Out ] People vs. the State [ back to top ] LEIGH: They plan each move. We're blind and deaf. Can we make it stop? The crime is activism. The crime is (their) culture. The real crime is your violence against them. Justice calls for you to decide. The night falls. Who will stay alive? A gun shot sounds. He'll never walk. Your system has failed again and again. Conspiracy fills your heart. My life depends on your nothing code of silence. Badge of courage, path of dishonor. There are no witnesses to your deeds. The fear runs throughout the neighborhood. Intimidation: there's your power. You can't stop the pain. Do you see their face, know their name? ROSS: When will this end? TOM: It's become immeasurable these days. Something so large but not seen so much. The eyes are on us now the signs tell it all. You're here to protect but who will protect us from you. This is the structure of authority. They build these walls so they can prosper, and this is what they call justice. We march in lines all the same and the same way we fall down. We march in a line, afraid to step outside. Where does it stop, this plague that diseases the fight? Where do we draw the line that dictates our rights? Humyn Capital [ back to top ] LEIGH: I don't like school at all. They set me up to make me fall. My future looks pretty bleak. You knock me down to keep me weak. John and Sue died a long time ago. Why do you still force their existence down my throat? Tax my parents. Hurt my family. All you care about is your American money. My teachers do what they can. My book says one day we'll walk on the moon. I'm still writing with crayons. All I have is an empty tray and kicking can. When will my life start changing everyday? All you care about is your national existence. How am I supposed to exist day to day? TOM: We vote for education, but we don't talk with the money of the masses. We don't talk with the money in our mouths. You put a price on my future. Isabelle Hates Charlie [ back to top ] LEIGH: The winter months begin to fade as I watch you crawl in the hole you made. The summer heat brings no relief these days. It suffocates me. It suffocates you. Why don't you smile again today? I miss that part of you, that crooked tooth display. It would bring us so much relief if we could start the change. Let's all just play. Hold out hands let's all shake. No more smiles to be fake. I want to start out right. Why don't we just smile a little more, cry a little less. The man outside can't come in. The woman downstairs is screaming about sin. She is no whore. He just wants more. I still believe in you. And can't we just start to change. I will believe in you all my days. F.orever A.ngry at M.y I.nner L.ove for Y.ou [ back to top ] LEIGH: I am not the same child that you've always known. It was my innocence that you took when you threw me on the bed. When do you start believing me? My face has been beaten with enough tears. My strength has been weakened far too long. When is it going to be my turn to take control of myself? Don't you accuse me of this. I can't be denied. Do you love me? It was his hands that touched me. It was his hands that hurt me. He may lie but i know the truth. You try to blame me but it was not me. It's been 14 years. ROSS: You took something you can't return. Why? Why? Why? TOM: You gave me this aggression. You gave me something that i never wanted. Those pieces of you are now pieces of me. I Don't Believe [ back to top ] LEIGH: Smeared and drenched with ignorance. It's so tough to see passed. You go through things so fast. How long did you think it'd last? It's so simple when you think the world revolves around your ego. I am a star. Watch me play my part. I know you'll love me. Just watch and you'll love me. I am my biggest fan. When i walk on stage, I'm the coolest cat in town. I know you're looking. I'll smile and make you feel alright. ROSS: Stop your show, your words mean nothing. TOM: I used to believe you but now there's nothing more to what you say for the moment. You sold emotion at half price. How many times can you say goodbye, my friend? I can see through your lies now. You're in love with the passion. You're in love with the attention. I don't believe in angels. I don't believe in the stars. I don't believe in you. I can see right through you. Training Wheels or No Hands [ back to top ] JOHN: November, missed the train and the chance to say what i had to say. I guess it's too perfect how every piece falls into place. And that night your eyes never met mine, you were confused, so was i. And i heard every word you said, I just don't believe them. What are you afraid to break, is it my heart or yours? What can we say, we've said it all and been there and back, I just want to go back. It's all so perfect. Was I more afraid of the truth or a lie, it's better to say it's all wrong than it's all right. Skinner knees and city smiles running through the streets, it's all the same to you. "Unrequieted love's a bore, and I've got it pretty bad, but for someone you adore, it's a pleasure to be sad"(-Billie Holiday, Rogers-Hart). Three little words, "you're killing me"... I'll never know what love is. Lotta walks late at night til I could see your side. As long as you're there I'll be here. LEIGH: When will I see you again? What can I say? What can I do? Empty promises fulfilled. Pocketful of nothings received. You can cover up your words. They just magically disappear and I'm left with no choice; I move on. What did you expect from me? As i force fed myself. Lying in these fields of grass we planned to sow. Throwing baseballs threw the trees and mending holes. I wanted to love you more than you'll ever know. I never wanted it to end this way. I got in my car knowing you'd never call. It was your prophecy. Didn't I mean anything? Didn't you know I cared? What has friendship become? ROSS: This is heaven to me. Nothing's ever felt so right before, did i tell you? Nothing, before now. (Why can't you see?) No, not this again. What will become of us now? I always seem to want what I can't have and now I'm back to where i began. Why? Not this again. Why do I try? I tried. I wish you knew (how I'm really feeling now). Why? TOM: I'm tired, too tired to try. So please, let's just say we don't have to try anymore. They said they would wait for me, but what was left for me? I think I'll take early retirement from the guessing game. When we were young, the games we played. Sequel [ back to top ] LEIGH: I loved what we had but things just have to change. Life tends to continue on. Hold on to the guilt. It helps us remember what is missing. Our selfishness turns into needs and wants. It becomes a choice. The choice is a change. Find out what is it means to exist. Let go of sense and live for yourself. We can never lose hope. Believe in yourself. Don't ever forget about me. I won't ever forget about you. ROSS: I call this home and I always will. (I)Can't let go. So what if that's gone? I won't loosen my grip. Just because some things change, should I let go? If I could go back to those days... JAY: And I swear to you that I'm scared to death because I've seen this world's steep decline. But in this time I've built walls assuring confidence. I've had loads of fun, now its time for me to change. TOM: I've seen the steep fall this world has to offer. It's not exactly what you think. It's not as bad as it's portrayed. I've put my faith in the way of the pedestal games, and I'd never believe that again. It last less than a moment for me friend. 93,800 Hours [ back to top ] LEIGH: I won't listen anymore. I'm not here to wash your feet. I'm not here to beg for charms. Here is my stand. Why do you expect me to live my day doing your dirty laundry? I cleanse my skin. This is not my life. ROSS: It's not life. This IS NOT life. There's a difference between (just) surviving and (actually) "living", (and) this isn't (the defnition of) living. I'll show you how to live. JAY: (They) scared us into believing this is the only way. We'll run each other over looking for satisfaction. We live our lives in slavery. We're thrown into their work machine. In automatic, nothing's real. I'll run in circles for you. I'll burn myself out for you. I've given my life to you. TOM: What are the benefits of the consequence of conscience that won't let me participate in this? A fun game from them that drains us of our real happiness. What are the benefits of the consequences of conscience? It's hard to smile when years start passing by like this. I'd cash all my checks to understand this burden of compassion. Five Year Old Mentality [ back to top ] LEIGH: Hey mom, what's that? You never told me about them. I was just fine, satisfied with the life I had. What would they think of me? What would they say to me? Why would they talk to me? Hey mom, what now? Looks like the answers have all worn out. So old. So fast. I don't even recognize these photographs. Bubble Gum Cigars [ back to top ] LEIGH: A customary place. A solitary place. A place where expectations are not met. No artifacts of beautiful. Only artifacts of honor and friendship. No goals to meet. No gold to discover. Life. It is our perseverance. Sketched Faces. Short legs. Tall legs. Thin Legs. Fat Legs. Skirts. Dresses of many colors. Don't forget to light up your hair with ribbons and bows. Shave. Don't shave. Don't forget to smile pretty for the camera and always say cheese. Be who you they want you to be and not who you are. Why don't you love me for who I am? My voice has been spent. I've worked myself into frienzes of not being good enough for you to love. You're rendered me powerless as I search for my own kind of freedom, my own kind of personal talent. Fill your pockets with mother's words, the words of our elders that called us into freedom before we enveloped our pits with compacts and lipsticks and pills. Pills to make you thinner, smarter, less pregnant. Pregnant with images of TV and magazines. Cutouts of our future. Future lost in timelines of chokers, corsets, hotpants, and mini-skirts. Cut off our circulation. Draw up our bones. Bending and breaking our hands hurt from wringing and arms longing for healing. Hold us. We are voices of a lost generation made to feel ashamed of who we are. Blame her for being pretty. Blame her for not being pretty enough. What is enough? Fighting. Losing one another's battles. Projecting ourselves farther from the center, the center of ourselves, the thing that makes us women. We hate. We bleed for next generations who will bury our polished bodies and take our places. Lost our mantra. Hear our song. Forgiveness is not in your vocabulary. You call yourself a support system. You don't even know what that means. You continually shut the door in my face. Over and over breaking my heart and breaking my strength. You don't know how to be yourself. You join the others. JAY: We've read between the lines. For every glance we feed to them, we walk away with a higher self standard. Lets walk away from this. Lets not pay attention. If we cut off their power, our standards (on beauty) will fall. I won't become your billboard. I will not advertise. Beauty lies in our nature not merchandise. Every single day corporate suggestions try to define our beauty with their commercial media influence. We don;t want what you offer anymore. We took what's real. TOM: Our society doesn't know it's sick, basing our lives on sexual politics. Cyclic [ back to top ] LEIGH: Fear walks in her tears. She asked the anger to leave but it's there. Hard to release its (the) hold. Breathe. Out of cycle. Leave. She's not yours. She's not mine. She's herself. Free yourself. The thread is behind as she whispers his name in my ear and quietly convinces herself it'll be alright. How will it be alright? Please make it be alright. I want it to be alright. Shaggy Dawg Always Eats Spoiled Lil' Kitten [ back to top ] LEIGH: Numbed in daggers. Choked by silence. Hear my voice it's falling down to the depths of my soul. The demons are coming. I breathe in the darkest corners of my will. My life is crashing to a halt. Breathe. Scream. A loudness is coming that deafens the ears of enemies. Stay awake child, don't forget your mother dear. It strikes out against the ghosts and witches that lay beneath my bed. The demon awakes. The fire is set. Numbed. I stay awake. Tucked in my bed laid with fire and sweat. I cleanse myself. Prayer. It brought no answer to my shaking body. Hold me. The nightmares crawl inside my head. The music quiets the storm. The silence comes. Justice is mine. JAY: I knew I'd survive. Because I saw the rules laid out and nothing could compare. To the amount of loss in that one. I learned a lot from you. I watched you take your life for granted. That's how I knew... I felt your confusion. But you never wanted me to say. So I remained silent. And it haunts me to this day. I WON'T FORGOT! WHAT I LEARNED FROM YOU! AND I'LL JUSTIFY THIS END! JOHN: ...empty..drink alone, unwanted escape...end up nowhere..nowhere again...alone there, when will i wake up. TOM: Can you tell me what lies ahead when all three years are filled with mass confusion. If we sold our souls to live the plan (it would mean) a life spent on our knees. A broken boy can't lift his head to see this side of brightness. The prices raide and crush the bones that once kept us so young. If everyday (could be a sunny) Saturday. Locked in the situation sometimes you don't know yourself until you reach bottom. Let's all fall apart. At 21. Will I smile and walk away? So I smile and walk away. The $400 Nod-Out [ back to top ] JAY:in this gameshow moneymaker, you insisted on playing the host. so lets go by your rules now. i see leadership is so important to you. but i cant say that im happy. tuning into this talkshow t.v. ill change the channel. grounded voices are drowning, ruling yours out. ...and this is how i took it all back. my mind is clear and focused. and now im taking all of it back. ill grab today, to hold tomorow. im taking control. ill steal today to live tomorow. im taking control. control LEIGH:7:30 wake up in the morning to the alarm clock in my head. I got to get out of bed before 7:32 rings again. this is me. i am sane. i'll celebrate my freedom, i'll celebrate my life, i'll remember all the good things inside. TOM:i took a look at the state of things and i decided to start feeling what makes me happy. i decided to start living this life for me. it's just a question of fear, and that's no longer a question anymore.