Review from Garageband.com:
"Great musicianship. Everything is right in the pocket. Awesome guitar licks throughout. Great mix. I couldn't say who you sound like, but it rocks. Drums are great, agian, very solid. Vocals kick ass, great voice, not overdone or too theatrical. Rad guitar riffs in the bridge too. I'm impressed."
written by J. Trole Taylor
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Walking through the Rocky mountains for days in a pair of canvas Converse sneakers. My feet felt like they were walking on knives.
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Walkin along I got a place to go I got an honest face funny kinda ugly to show I got fifteen names and picture ID I'm walkin along and I can prove I'm me I'm singin as I walk along And I don't give a damn if you rub me wrong cuz a rub is better than a kick in the teeth and I've got no time for grief well I'll walk with you till the end of the road together we can learn what can never be knowed I'm a little bit crude never been tattooed but your skin turns colour from eating fast food tell you a story really burns my ass I offered the ride and I paid for the gas but when the gas ran dry you never came round so I'm walkin all over this town well I'm walkin along and I got no bread I really don't care I might turn up dead I know what I want but I don't feel free I'm walkin along and I'm glad to be me
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