Almost Grown

by The Roaring Juniors

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For fans of The Exploding Hearts, The Buzzcocks, and The Ramones

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released 05 August 2014

Ronnie Riggar - Voice, Guitars, Bass, Drums, Tambourine
Daniel Drouhard - Voice, Guitars, Cowbell

Lyrics by Ronnie Riggar
Music by Ronnie Riggar with Daniel Drouhard

Produced by Ronnie Riggar with Daniel Drouhard
Recorded at Driverside Studio - Ann Arbor, MI on July 13, 2014

Artwork by Naiema Hudson

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Track Name: Movers And Shakers
Don't know where to begin
I'm where I've always been
Is this something I can fake?
I'm feeling sorry
but I've hardly made any mistakes
I'm feeling left out
and I'm left with doubt
and scared I won't find my way
Another year older
Another year over
but still I can't get over today

There's lots of pictures so I'll always remember
every minute from these moments forever

Was I born to choose?
Or just born to lose?
Or was I never born at all?
I think it's a shame
I'm burdened with this name
and I'll only ever be this tall
Track Name: Very Clydesdale
This ain't an opposition
because I've got no opinion
This can't be an acquisition
because I've got no position

When they're selling you your suicide
Don't it make you feel sick inside?
Or somewhere between dead and alive?
They're throwing shit hoping it will stick

Well, I have nothing to regret
because I haven't done anything yet
I owe nothing and I have no debt
because I have nothing left
Track Name: Angel Friends
I find myself every day
questioning what you say
and my mind feels like it's under attack
I can't get the knife out of my back

Why don't you fuck off?

The way you lie and cheat and steal
I can't find the fucking appeal
and I don't know which face to talk to
but you won't break my spirit no matter what you do
Track Name: Hanging Out With Ghosts
I've been hanging out with ghosts
all the ones I like the most
They watch my every move
While I fill their shoes

Taking advice from ghosts
I like to wear their clothes
They show me where to sign
What was theirs is now mine

They tell me to think of my hometown
Now I'm haunting my old stomping ground

I'm shaking hands with ghosts
I tell them my life goals
They're making fun of me
I don't see what's so funny

I've been killing time with ghosts
I thought I had something to show
I put pencil to paper
They still call me a liar