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• Artiste: Tom Frampton
• Titre: Honesty Is Not Fucking Emo
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Another night I'm coming home without a shred of faith in anybody excepting myself, and even there I've got my doubts we talked all night, and forced our lives and views on everybody, but nothing seems to be moving anywhere, or have I just lost the route? I'm feeling broke inside I choke a cry and hope to die what the hell am I doing here? I think I wasted a whole year another fight, another black eye, turn your back and walk away sleepwalk though history and then you go and disappear all this despite the fact you said we'd never ever go astray but if elm city burns tonight I don't think I'd shed a tear [chorus] she calls me on the telephone she's been drunk for three weeks straight and her voice starts to quiver and my faith starts to shake and for all I fucking care why don't you drink yourself to death ‘cause after all that I've lost you know I'm all that I've got left the snowfall's white, there's not a sound it covers all our old hypocrisies and with borders drawn in sand, I've forgot which side I'm on you talk of rights as though we truly knew democracy but tonight I just can't buy it, tonight my ideals are long time gone