Lesson Three (I'm Sad) - single

by The American Legal System

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released 30 August 2011

Engineered, mixed and mastered by Sam Pura at The Panda Studios

Kent Soliday - vocals, guitar
Sam Kless - guitar
Matt Yankovich - guitar
Ben Gower - bass
Michael Yankovich - drums

Gang vocals by The American Legal System, Joey Smahl and Jordan Davis

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Track Name: Lesson Three (I'm Sad)
Would you hook a brother up and smoke a brother out?
I've got nowhere else to go.
Could you tell another tale of how your life's messed up?
Because I know it isn't.

I'm sad
So sad
And no one could ever relate to me
I'm done waiting
Is anyone even listening?

It's just a feeling so we'll let it go and never let it reveal who we are
I'm just another one who got away, no, got betrayed
Off guard
Oh darn

And I'm writing this to tell you that I'm pissed at you and everyone I know
And I'm right here, and you're not there for me
You're in another world, we know

We know that you're perfect and all

Would you hook a brother up and smoke a brother out?
I've got nowhere else to go
Could you tell me another tale of how your life's messed up?
Because I know it isn't.

I'm dead
So dead
This place has left me with nothingness
I'm done living with all of this hatred and bitterness

Well that's not the way it was supposed to be
Last May, you know exactly what I mean
Oh but it's okay, I'm going on with my own sad, depressing life

And I've got ten bucks you've got a sawn off shotgun somewhere in that dress
And I'll let it slide after I solve my own loneliness

Would you hook a brother up and smoke a brother out?
I've got nowhere else to go
Could you tell me another tale of how your life's messed up?
Because I know it isn't.

I'm sad


I'm sad
So sad
And no one could ever relate to me
I'm done waiting
Is anyone even listening?

Would you hook a brother up and smoke a brother out?
I've got nowhere else to go
And as for all the rest, it's really not that bad
At least I hope it isn't
Track Name: Sustained Silent Reading (The Motorcycle Industry cover)
Do you miss walking down Geary Street with your mom going to buy some Upper Playground t-shirts? We don't even get street cred for wearing that shit no more. Taking your morning piss at the Muni bus stop cause your roommate's passed out in the shower again.

Do you sit tonguing the root pulled fresh to make room for your new acrylic front tooth, wishing you could be at a third grade barbecue? You get hives from sporting short shorts in unkempt grass, feel bad about missing your last French class, and key every car with a personalized license plate, well I do.

Another calcium deposit, another sign that I should take care of myself. I'll be honest man, my dreams ain't what they used to be.

So after we have practice, I'll go sit up in the attic and rehearse the lines I've claimed as mine: Life is over when we say it is.