Walking Is Still Honest

We were covered in sweat, it smelled like a bathroom but everybody had the biggest fucking grins on their faces.
My toe is bleeding and my shoes are pretty much destroyed.
I apparently didnt learn my lesson from Rise Against not to wear those shoes to a concert and it was even rougher here skankin the entire time but it dosen't matter.
Tomas Kalnoky is a god among men.
Its no wonder its a sold out packed house every time they come to town.
Thank you, Streetlight Manifesto for being amazing as usual. Its a hard track record to keep.

On a side note, where are all the chicks i see at streetlight shows and why have i never met them?
"Whats ska?" gets old after awhile.