Better. Faster. Stronger. (2016)

 
Better. Faster. Stronger. Album Artwork
 

White Boy Reggae

Just another suburban stereotype

I got the love for the rhythms and the grooves despite

That I'm not from the islands I'm the palest of white

I put the reggae grooves together with the words that I write

 

But I can't relate to a struggle that I've never seen

I can't praise a God I don’t believe

You might think I been lying when it comes from the seams

But I'm not a fucking lion I'm a drunk with a dream

 

And I'm a million miles from everything I thought I'd become

I've lost all of my faith in the Lord above

And if I work real hard, keep my convictions

I can still fail and satisfy everyone's predictions

 

So I drink to stay numb but I sing to stay alive

There's no shot big enough to keep me satisfied

No rhyme smart enough for me to save my pride

There's a fire burning in me and I cannot deny it

 

And I am not preaching shit all I want is to be able

To make enough money with music to quit waiting tables

And my blood runs cold as I try to comprehend

All the words we deify that are creations of men

 

I'm just a hopeless romantic with the focus on hopeless

Writing love song after love song and I hope that I can cope with

The truth of my reality but it's hard for me to swallow

The realest love I know is between my liver and a bottle

 

Decidedly rough, I've confided enough

I am forever in possession of unrequited love

So I tether my confessions to the words I supply

I would rather die alone than settle for a lie

 

Because I'm a dying breed

The extinction of a race

Separating head from shoulders

So I can spite my face

 

Been coming around, looking for the right sound

To escape from the moat that I've worn in the ground

With the walls closing in on my coffin of sin

I would like to explain but before we begin

 

If you're waiting for me to fall

Take a seat and hold your breath, it's almost last call

And I'm just one shot away from an early grave

I've been running at a pace that I can't maintain

 

There's a demon living in me who's controlling my brain

A poison running through me that I'll never contain

So I siphon it off with a mic and a pen

The growth is exponential, it's drawing me in

Acting inconsequentially, I'm lost in the sin

 

You call it white boy reggae

I call it sanity's end...yeah

sanity's end

sanity's end...end

sanity's end... yeah

*

Addictive Personality

Cursed with an addictive personality

Everything I do I have to do excessively

Give me a taste I turn into a fiend

It's all or nothing man I've got no in between

 

I'm out of control, I've got no accountability

Woe is me, I'm a victim of my own mentality

Straight bent seven nights out of the week

I only put the bottle down when it's time to go to sleep

 

I wake and bake, twist up the whole eighth

Blow it straight to the face with no thought to the waste

I'm a gluttonous man when I'm sitting in the black

And when I blow it all I'm steady scheming how to get it back

 

And tell me, tell me, tell me why no drink can quench this thirst of mine

It's insatiable, I eat my fill and I'm never full

And I try Lord I try, but there's just no escape

Cause every vice I put down leaves another one right in its place

 

I guess I'm

Cursed with an addictive personality

Everything I do, I have to do excessively

Give me a taste I turn into a fiend

It's all or nothing man I've got no in between

 

Put it all on black and hope for the best

It's in fate's hands now, there's no time to double guess

The wheel stops spinning, for a minute I'm alive

And then I'm broke again, I have begun to realize

One day my sins will pick up their pace

The music that I write I will one day face

Tomorrow's burden has no place in the light of this day

I'm in denial and I wouldn't have it another way

 

And tell me tell me tell me when I'll ever feel this free again

The older we get the more we obsess

The things we owe begin to own us

I live for the moment try not to act my age

Social norms make such a confining cage

We're on borrowed time and I have come to find

 

I am

Cursed with an addictive personality

Everything I do, I have to do excessively

Give me a taste I turn into a fiend

It's all or nothing man I've got no in between

 

Well

 

Cursed with an addictive personality

Everything I do, I have to do excessively

Give me a taste I turn into a fiend

It's all or nothing man I've got no in between

 

I'm cursed with an addictive personality

Everything I do, I have to do excessively

Give me a taste I turn into a fiend

It's all or nothing man I've got no in between

*

Morning After

Morning after waking up to see

That she's lying in bed right next to me

With a empty bottle of C&C

And oh my God what a night of debauchery

 

There's a thin line between haste and action

A thin line between obsession and passion

But I walk the line and ain't no time to waste

Emotionally driven I got a dream to chase

 

But nobody ever said you gotta walk it alone

Every man deserves a pretty girl at home

With the love that she supplies, we share the highs and lows

You look into her eyes, she just smiles and it shows

 

You get weak knees when she comes around

And you can’t speak free cause of how you think it sounds

Butterflies creeping up into your chest

And the whiskey logic has you thinking you should confess

 

But there's a thin line between haste and action

So just sit back and enjoy the chain reaction

You can't force a moment, can't create the divine

If you wait patiently, it's something you find

 

Because it's morning after waking up to see

That she's lying in bed right next to me

With a empty bottle of C&C

And oh my God what a night of debauchery

 

There was a bottle of wine, a case of beer

90 minutes flat we made it disappear

We had a couple of laughs she had a look in her eye

Had a couple thoughts as to the reason why

 

It was summer time, we were living in ease

On an overcast night with an under blown breeze

There ain’t never been a site quite as pretty to me

As a brown eyed flower child drinking straight whiskey

 

There was liquid courage running through my veins

And we went bar to bar, running through the rain

The kind of love drives a man insane

An oasis of bliss amongst a desert of pain

 

But there's a thin line between haste and action

And now I'm crossing lines in search of satisfaction

Truth of the matter, it's as simple as this

Happiness can't exist until you take a little risk

 

Yeahhhhhhhhh yeah....

 

Last call, the destroyer of dreams

We were making a scene they had to ask us to leave

So we took it past what we once conceived

With a moon lit walk along an empty street

 

She looked at me with a close lipped smile

Said she's not going home tonight

My reply, quite simply put

Will you still love me in mornings light?

 

Morning after waking up to see

That she's lying in bed right next to me

With a empty bottle of C&C

And oh my God what a night of debauchery

*

DIY

This hand pats the back while the other one extracts

Dollar bills from the pocket under guys of contract

Well take your pride and stick it on the shelf

If you want it done right then do it yourself

 

It’s the fight in the dog not the dog in the fight

My best accomplishments have been done out of spite

 

Take your pride stick it on the shelf

If you want it done right

Then do it yourself

Do it yourself

Yeah

 

So pour more gas upon the flame

Some might call this genius even if it’s just insane, insane

Yeeeeaaaahhhh

 

Well that serpent oil they’re selling may seem urging and compelling

But tread carefully these dealings are Machiavellian

Take your pride and stick it on the shelf

If you want it done right then do it yourself

 

Call me a control freak, but I got freakish control

Vaccinating parasites from feeding on our souls

 

Take your pride stick in on the shelf

If you want it done right then do it yourself

Do it yourself

Yeah

 

So pour more gas upon the flames

Some might call this genius even if it’s just insane, insane

Yeeeeaaaahhhh

 

So pour more gas upon the flame

Some might call this genius even if it’s just insane, insane

Yeeeeaaaahhhh

*

Live Your Life

What if the sun

Refused to shine

Until the moon

Fell into line

Sun says moon

Join my side

Embrace the day

Forget the tides

Moon says sun

Must I reply?

Please recall

I reflect your light

 

You play you're part

I'll play mine

Otherwise we'll freeze in endless night

 

What if the tune

The robin brings

Made the blue jay

Refuse to sing

Blue said bird

Your song is wrong

Here's my pitch

Follow along

Robin replied

Why all the ire?

You are my brother

In the same choir

 

Sing your part

And I'll sing mine

Together we can harmonize

 

What if this life

Had assigned roles

And all of us

Were pigeonholed

Right is right

Wrong is void

Choice a myth

Dreams destroyed

On the other hand

Freedom is rough

But ain't nothing wrong

As long as it’s done with love

 

Live your life

And I'll live mine

With any luck

We'll both be satisfied

*

Get Back

I've been sleeping way too much

I've been feeling out of touch

Didn't take your call the other day

Because I couldn't find the words to say

 

See, I've been chasing

I've been reaching out

So, I've been spacing

Of what it's all about

 

And darling it's love

That brought me here

I never seen so clear

Music saved my life

The first taste

I finally had a place

So please excuse me while I reminisce

How did I ever get like this?

Slave to my drive

When I'm so free

I need to get back to being me

To being me

 

I've been drinking way too much

Because the life I chose is rough

Need to stop thinking about what I'm not

Make time to focus on what I got

 

Because I've been chasing

I've been reaching out

So, I've been spacing

Of what it's all about

 

And darling it's love

That brought me here

I never seen so clear

Music saved my life

The first taste

I finally had a place

 

So please excuse me while I reminisce

How did I ever get like this?

Slave to my drive

When I'm so free

I need to get back to being me

To being me