Lyrics:
Machine Gun:
well i'm up and i don't know why
but i guess that's all that counts
looking 'round as i'm holding my head
and i'm in somebody's house
the sun it hits like a punch in the face
with a headache i can't ignore
seems almost every weekend my bed is someone's floor
and so i can't keep this up
i have had enough

eating cold pizza on the side of the curb
to cover up my morning breath of gin
something doesn't seem to sit with me right
it's going out the way it went in
and so i can't keep this up
i have had enough
'cause you can count me out
i'm on to you
'cause you can count me out
i'm tired of leaving my embarassments behind.







What i believe:
lies and deceiving is what i'm believing
up to my knees so hard to breathe
it helps that you aren't there
can't figure out what's the right thing for me
guess i'll have to wait and see

so understanding but so far from the truth
it's what i have to live with
it's not all i wanted to be
it's not all i wanted to see
i can't keep on leading
i've left what i'm leaving
guess that's just what i believe

consciously taking and overly faking
i can't believe all the things that you're saying
seems all so simple it's all up to you
time after time
you lost what you couldn't find
it's what you could (what you could)
it's only what you could (its what you could)
don't take what you could
but i know what's up

so understanding but so far from the truth
it's what i have to live with
it's not all i wanted to be
it's not all i wanted to see
i can't keep on leading
i've left what i'm leaving
guess that's just what i believe.








Makes No Difference:
you're running fast and missing
but cannot help convincing
the reasons you gave me are all wearing thin
it's not meant to hurt you
but let me assure you
it's not what i said but
intentions you've read
so when you hold onto the past then you
will break down what little is left
yea there's nothing more
you can't ignore
and say it makes no difference to me

now that you're older life's weighing on your shoulders
can't seem to keep things so perfectly straight
with most things so basic
you might as well face it
you can't help but worry
it's all just begun
so when you hold onto the past then you
will break down what little is left
there's nothing more you can't ignore
and say it makes no difference to me

it makes no difference to me
it makes no difference to me
it makes no difference to me
it makes no difference to me

so when you hold onto the past then you
will break down what little is left
yeah, there's nothing more you can't ignore
and say it makes no difference to me
it makes no difference
it makes no difference to me
it makes no difference
it makes no difference to me.





Sec. Chance For Max Headroom:
it's not enought you passed it for a while
you can't afford the amass of denial
don't explain you can't arcane it too
your lies surpassed your doubt

don't do something you'll regret
don't do something you'll regret

it's not enough you passed it for a while
your mind's mistake
your time's mistake
time worth throwin all away

it's not enough attention
that you're too proud to mention
i can't go on pretending
that it's still the same.








Dave's Possed Hair:
Ever get the feeling no one's got your back
Caught up in themselves livin' lies besides the fact
Somehow you're going on an opposite track
As we recover from another social heart attack

You think you see between the lines
But you can't see through dollar signs
So sick and tasteless now
Immature and faceless how
Can i even sleep at night, you ask

You say you're a pacifist
Instead you wave your fist
0 And all the while it becomes the end again
Make up your mind cause i can't decide
You think uniquelism makes you dignified
You can't see with half opened eyes
You think you're standing up
Instead you're falling far behind

What i do is what i choose,
Which makes it my decision
If your life was a book,
Your story would be fiction

Rap Portion
Nevertheless am I dressed for the occasion
Its number 32 now heres the situation
If the beat moves your feet then dont change the station
Pack your bags cause were leaving on a permanent vacation
Well, Im a disaster
A microphone master
Put on your tape and rock your ghetto blaster
Its not about the money, cars, hotels, or resorts
About sweating all the bitches in the biker shorts
Im hot chocolate and you see me running late
Cause Im always making time to make your girlie feel great
And Im Bizzy D from way down town
Im known to rock a mic like a king was a crown
When Im on top Im gonna borrow that bootie
Hustling deals like Mickey Macootey
When I wake up I like a pound of bacon
Start off the day with my arteries shaking

(rock! it's what we're all about...)

Ya see me in 3D Im come in outta direct
With a dialect most men in science cant dissect
Dormant sense of worry, and then a sense of loss
And I fiend to blow off steam to get my cream
Sum 41 get wow I get frantic
And every time we spit it the world panics
I think I lost my mind
When Im aiming for the coup
Sum 41, just aint about the loop
Ring a ling ling ding dong tic toc
S*** its all about rap, and we be all about rock






Another Time Around:
in my years i've seen all sounds of misconception
in my years i've done all i can live to question
what happened to me i don't understand
i've seen all i can see as my time expands
bored i am bored of my own desperation
i can't defend can't find my own destination
what happened to me i don't understand
i've seen all i can see as my time expands
so what's up with you what's up with me
i'm not the one i can't pretend
what would i be if i did it all again
and i someitmes wish i would have asked some questions
then maybe i would have a clearer life perception
what's up with you what's up with me.








T.H.T.:
you don't have the answers but you're always blaming me
its only lies in your behalf in animosity
you decide it's up to you, make it what you'll be
after all you seem to be it makes no sense to me

don't point your finger at me
it's all you odyssey
you think it's all a game
so quick to point the blame
and now tables have turned
Shut up.





Summer:
Its far beyond your reach, it holds a place in time,
Somewhere ahead is the back of the line.
I cant relate to your mistakes, awkwardly speaking with nothing to say.

Caught up in your life, excuses are so lame,
You may be different but Im still the same.
The reasons that you thought, the intention that you caught,
You say things are simple we both know theyre not.
You cant let it go,

Whoa.

You cant but I know.

Whoa, Whoa you dont even know.

(Chorus)

Its not in what you do, more in what you say.

A million questions asked, the remnants of the past.
Youve always been denied, but always by your side.
Ive always tried to, to understand you,
the worlds not learning from you.

Whoa. Whoa.

(Chorus)