I can be the knife in your back
The noose around your neck
The bullet right through your skull
But I'd rather be the force of my spoken word
Let our voices form the weapons

12.03.2008

Stay What You Are

"I miss the warmth of the summer when we were on our own,
but now it's winter and my bones are cold."


Wow, I may be a little late to the party, but I just realized Chris Conley is a genius. I finally took the time to actually listen to this album, and I was blown away. I actually drove around a little longer just because I didn't want to stop listening to this album in my car haha.