some skate trip
my soul’s on Fire, jugglin’ hot coals, i Breathe in, my face feels cold. the end times are Near, and im still Runnin’, just these smelly shoes leadin’ the way. don’t be afraid of the street-life in the Nighttime, your house is Burnin’ down so you better keep Runnin’, and your shirt is Disappearin’ , and your feet they keep a Movin’ and your face it starts a Drippin’, you feel your pockets Burnin, and you Pray in your heart for mercy on your Soul.
You can tell it's a skate trip because the only girl in any of the photos is your mom. Nice.
im kinda jelous of the free bird life style. on the road. nothing to loose. i wanna knock my teeth out and give myself a black eye so i can at least feel like a free bird at my office job. great pictures man. so much strength and attitude.
good song
EPIC