We all face dark times... I'm definitely in one (of too fucking many)... I've lost friends way too young, battled MANY demons, stared into hell too many times... Prison, addiction, etc... At 43, I can't even decide if it's worth it anymore... But this fucking music... damn, it's SOMETHING. It's an experience worth taking to the grave, my friends...
After years of being a Benjamin Todd fan, I started banjo lessons last week and my instructor asked me if I ever listened to this band. I'm so glad he opened my eyes❤
Their words whisper lightly Into newborn, virgin ears "Our truth is the truth, seek no solace in finding roots" But the shadows have foes Like weeds we will grow Like weeds we will grow Now there's a war being waged It's our words we must face As our lives unfold Convictions are old The real truth is told Like weeds we will grow Grow
31. Lived by the gun fast and angry for years. Now im a father and a husband but the rage is still there. Music like this makes me know im not alone. Lord save our souls
Being a father changes you but also, not really. My son is 13 now and he started asking me about smoking weed the other day but he said, "I know you never did it but did you know anyone that did?". Oh, if he only knew. I quit using dope the day he was born. Hope you're doing well ✌️
The truest statement ive heard in years. After losing my father, a man who passed that bitterness down. Lord help is all is the only thing I can think. Good luck
Sober for six months, going on seven. When I hear this song I hear my own personal hell I was trapped in. It doesn’t pull me back down, just keeps me going. You got reasons to keep fighting Don’t ever give up. No matter how much these fuckers get you down no matter how much it feels like they kick you to the ground. Throw that bottle against the wall and start kicking right back.
lyrics: You suck you know it You can't face up Its over it's done Your time is up Abandoned us all Now no one is left Fame over friendship Now no one gives a fuck The band broke up What a trainwreck You reached your peak at twenty-three You spit in our face Now no one's listening You pissed on your roots Now no one gives a fuck Get fucked
You were mine long ago Eyes shone like a broken window Pale moon juniper tree A body swing gainst the gentle breeze Oh my love oh my love Jack was born a sad old man Tired heart weary hands A storm swept him up ‘‘twas called moonshine He was a broken man but that man was mine Stamped my heart with an iron brand We settled down bought some land But life is hard as rusted nails And where do you turn when all else fails
If you are reading this comment your are a top-level LDSB fan, also you've reached what may be the very bottom of deep-lyrical music on all of RU-vid. <3
