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Out Lyrics


You are my fire
The one desire
Believe when I say
I want it that way
When we are two worlds apart
Can't reach to your heart
When you say that I want it that way
Tell me why
Ain't nothing but a heartache
Tell me why
Ain't nothing but a mistake
Tell me why
I never wanna hear you say
I want it that way
Am I your fire
Your one desire
Yes I know
It's too late

But I want it that way
Tell me why
Ain't nothing but a heartache
Tell me why
Ain't nothing but a mistake
Tell me why
I never wanna hear you say
I want it that way
Now I can see that we're falling apart
From the way that it used to be, yeah
No matter the distance I want you to know
That deep down inside of me
You are my fire
The one desire
You are (You are)
Don't wanna hear you say
Ain't nothing but a heartache
Ain't nothing but a mistake
(Don't wanna hear you say)
I never wanna hear you say
(Oh yeah)
I want it that way
Tell me why
Ain't nothing but a heartache
Tell me why
Ain't nothing but a mistake
Tell me why
I never wanna hear you say
(Don't wanna hear you say)
I want it that way
Tell me why
Ain't nothing but a heartache
Ain't nothing but a mistake
Tell me why
I never wanna hear you say
(Don't wanna hear you say)
I want it that way
Cause I want it that way..

Enjoy the lyrics !!!
Ryan – Vocals/Guitar
Scotty – Drums
Kaz – Bass
Mark – Guitar

Ryan, Mark, Kaz, and Scotty are a punk band. They play songs about drinking too much, working shitty jobs, attempting to recapture their lost youths, staying up all night and sleeping all day. Ryan cut his teeth playing with Florida heroes Discount for a long time. He’s old now. He eventually decided to return to his former ethic, starting Monikers after years (and one terrible electronic record) living abroad in Scotland.

Mark and Kaz have been around the gloryhole of the punk scene over the last decade, so they have lots of funny stories. Scotty (aka Scotty College) is probably the most famous punk in the whole of Florida. He can drink a whole lot and can yell ‘Skinhead!’ loud as hell.

They are big fans of hanging out and proud purveyors of Natural Ice. With ‘Wake Up’ now in the hands of fine people everywhere, Monikers are prepared to cement their place in history as one of many fish swimming in the sea of pop-punk bands with gritty vocals and cynical lyrics.

‘Wake Up’ is the product of year of slacking off, years of avoiding practice and playing far too drunk for their own good. Somehow, Monikers managed to get the songs down, book tours, and even answer their emails (sometimes). Through minimal effort of their own, they have become a real band (they even own a van now), ready to bring their brand of gruff pop-punk to the masses. With the air of Florida media powerhouse Kiss of Death Records, ‘Wake Up’ should be a welcome addition to the present state of music.

Monikers will openly admit to ripping off West Coast luminaries like Crimpshrine and Jawbreaker, so chances are that if you love those bands as much as most of us do, you’ll probably dig ‘Wake Up’. And if not, they’re old enough to not really give a shit. End of story. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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