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Eleven Killer tracks complete this hook driven rock disc.

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~ Bend Until Broken

Sometimes its clear how things should be, be

at other times the world just laughs at me, me
once you’re in you cant get out,
don’t know what its all about
this life, this life it confuses me, me

The days are long and the nights are cold
things’ll get better so I’m told
just wonderin when that might be

Find out who your friends when you are
down down, down down
1 or 2 will be there for you, the rest cant be found
look for ways to kill the pain,
sun never shines it always rains
find out who your friends are when you are
down down, down down

No silver lining no pot of gold

things’ll get better so I’m told
just wonderin when that might be
when that might be

Sometimes its clear how things should be
at other times the world just laughs at me
laughs at me, laughs at me
when that might be
when that might be
when that might be

Things’ll get better so I’m told
just wonderin when that might be
when that might be

Sometimes its clear how things should be
at other times the world just laughs at me
laughs at me, laughs at me
when that might be
when that might be
when that might be

~ Terry Koehler

I know what you’re thinking
behind that mask you wear
wonder if its worth it
and you think that no one cares
some of us take longer
it only makes us stronger in the end

Its always been that way
guess that sometimes you must pay, your dues
life aint always fair and you don’t care
what you got to lose

The one you never had
the one that got away
The one that never leave
the one that never stay
got what you deserved
messed up along the way

(Chorus)

Either lead or follow
get out of the way
don’t know about tomorrow
don’t know about today
put your cards up on the table
see if you are able to get it right, yea

(repeat first verse)

It makes you stronger in the end

~ Terry Koehler

Little brother
wish i got to know you
you’d have been a friend of mine

When i was a young man
there was no match around
take on any body
any time or any town

one day i met a stranger
with murder in his eyes
he tried to take the first shot
so i made that stranger die

I am a killer, my gun’s for hire
don’t think about it, just fire

Don’t know who my contacts be
whats more don’t give a damn

you think that it would bother me
but that’s just the way I am

I am a killer, my gun’s for hire
don’t think about it, just fire

Not the way that i planned it, not the way it should be
fate’s taken over, look at what it’s done to me
no rest for the wicked, always on the run
dug my own grave and it cant be undone

Now I’m laying in this box, people stop and stare
damn few that I even knew and less that even cared

Not the way that i planned it, not the way it should be
fate’s taken over, look at what it’s done to me
no rest for the wicked, always on the run
dug my own grave and it cant be undone

I am a killer, my gun’s for hire
don’t think about it, just fire

Once was a young man,
Now I’m a dead man in a box.

~ Terry Koehler

Every day’s trials and tribulations,
are slowly getting me down
I’m tired of hearin useless information,
thinkin of going underground

Like I’m clingin to a branch,
Like I’m clingin to a branch
Comin out the side of a mountain

I know that things are tough all over,
the sun don’t shine on me
might crash and burn tryin to make it,
nothing in this life comes for free

Like I’m clingin to a branch,
Like I’m clingin to a branch
Comin out the side of a mountain

Sometimes it goes away, for a little while
precious moments when i get to smile
switch goes off, I’m back to where i started

It’s like lookin down the throat of the monster
and you can hardly breathe…

Everything i see, it’s in slow motion,
it’s hard to keep the hounds at bay
wish that they would make a magic potion,
make this feeling go away

Like I’m clingin to a branch,
Like I’m clingin to a branch
Comin out the side of a mountain

~ Terry Koehler

In days of old, the story’s told
about the knight in shining armor
who saved the princess from the evil man

They took each others hand,
headed off to a foreign land
to hell with king and queen and state you see

They were finding out what it was, to be or not to be

They rode royal horses to a place unknown
slept under stars in a field of stone
she his woman, he her first man
they were learning what it was to be

Or not to be, that’s the question
I’m not sure what it means

So they’d fight, for their freedom,
the dreamer and his dream
it was right, you should have seen them,
back to back under moon light

To be or not’s the question
I’m not sure what it means
they could not go back,
even if they wanted
to the way it used to be

It didn’t take long he tired of it
the princess got all starry eyed for him
late one night while she peacefully slept
he made his get away, hyaw…

In days of old the story’s told about the knight in shining armor
the psycho princess tracked him down somehow
took him back to the king,
made him wear a wedding ring
would not be scorned by the likes of he

And this is how the story goes,
to be or not to be… that’s the question

And this is how the story goes,
to be or not to be… that’s the question

And this is how the story goes,
to be or not to be

~ Terry Koehler

Thought that i was as free as the sun,
just stuck around i didn’t think to run
woke up this mornin with a cloud over my head,
for some unknown reason didn’t want to rise from bed

Just felt like one of those days, you know what i mean

Sent my butler down to fire up the car,
the poor old butler didn’t make it very far
heard an explosion so I ran to the back,
there wasn’t nothin left of my big old Cadillac

I’m in jeopardy
in jeopardy
I’m in jeopardy
and they’re closing in for the kill

Out to the beach I ran like a streak,
I was getting nervous I was starting to freak
off to left something caught my eye,
had to hit the dirt if I didn’t want to die

Crawled on my belly to the back of a shack,
the killer waited for a blind side attack
ran to the ocean made myself dive in,
the killer waited the tide would let him win

I’m in jeopardy
in jeopardy
I’m in jeopardy
and they’re closing in for the kill

The killer said…
come on out here boy,
come and get your due
i haven’t got much time
and neither do you.

ha ha ha ha ha ha

~ Terry Koehler

I’m out here, out on the streets,

I’m tryin to find, tryin to meet

that old man that left us high and dry

Mamma did the best that she could

just never quite understood

went to her grave askin the question why

Why’d you leave her man, all broken up

all you left us was a pickup truck

i was a small boy, who could barely walk

Why oh why,

did you think you had to run away

tried and tried,

never will forgive you

for what you put me through

Felt funny growin up as a kid

tried to shake it, tried to get rid

of the feeling that something wasn’t right

Other kids had a man and his spouse

2 cars and a big old house

and a future that was lookin bright

Why’d you leave her man all broken up

all you left us was a pickup truck

i was a small boy, who could barely walk

Why oh why,

did you think you had to run away

tried and tried,

never will forgive you

it’s something i can’t do

As i got older, never got over you

I never got over you… hmm

Old man sittin out on the street

he has to beg so he can eat

asked himself the question a thousand times

his candle’s burned, it’s just about used

he lost himself in a bottle of booze

never could bring himself to say good bye

Why oh why

did you think you had to run away

tried and tried

never will forgive you for what you put me through

Oh what you put me through…

What you put me through

~ Terry Koehler

My old friend the guitar man,
should have heard him play
as long as 6 strings were in his hand
never lost his way

But we all get lost from time to time,
don’t know where its at
my old friend the guitar man,
he ain’t never comin back

No such thing as a happy ending
no such thing as to good to be true
life’s what you make of it
don’t let em tell you what to do
pick your poison, any one will due

Some people smoke and others drink,
for some it’s coke or just the way they think
whiskey and women make you sin
and still you do it again

You think by now they all should know
there’s not much i do right
and i’m gettin to damn old to put up much of a fight

No such thing as a happy ending
no such thing as to good to be true
life’s what you make of it
don’t let em tell you what to do
pick your poison, any one will due

(This one’s for you Rob)

My old friend the guitar man,
should have heard him play
as long as 6 strings were in his hand
never lost his way

But we all get lost from time to time,
don’t know where its at
my old friend the guitar man,
he ain’t never comin back

No such thing as a happy ending
no such thing as to good to be true
life’s what you make of it
don’t let em tell you what to do
Pick your poison – any one will do

You don’t have to if you don’t want to
Oh… you don’t have to no no

Pick your poison – the choice is up to you

~ Terry Koehler

Once upon a time I had vision
saw her walkin out on the plains
she was soaking up a little sunshine
I rode up and asked her name

She said it’s warm with you here beside me
some reason, feels like your lookin inside me
I’ll be good to you, weather sun or rain
if you stay with me here, out on the plains

It’s hard for me to imagine,
what life would be like without you
it’s been a long time with cold hard winters
the wind howls out on the plains

It’s always warm with you here beside me
even when you’re not, you know you’re inside me
after all this time, not much has changed
you’re still the same girl I met out on the plains

~ Terry Koehler