Starting this life with unrealistic expectations
even through my past transgressions,
Never forgiven and all this time away we have been driven,
Setting the bar that I never seemed to reach,
I grew tired, no more words to preach.
Repeating a vicious cycle and now our love is no longer a burning fire.
Just Cold ashes in a funeral pyre.
You can plug into a Marshall, but if you are not attacking it, it's just going to sound so-so. If the song doesn't grove, you are just bashing through chords” .
-- Mike Ness, Social Distortion