I'm Gonna Stop You Right There

by Toy Store Riot

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released 08 March 2013
Jerred Lazar - Lead Vocals, Bass
Jon Miller - Guitar, Backup Vocals
Chris Ricci - Drums, Backup Vocals

Recorded December 2012 and January 2013 at Quantum Sounds in Annandale, VA.
Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Pablo Cabrera
Produced by Toy Store Riot

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Toy Store Riot is a punk band based out of the D.C. metro area, or at the very least an amazing group of drinking companions. Don’t let the “PUNK” label fool you, their infectious brand of fast paced humor is arguably radio friendly (if there is such a thing). Be careful, they may just pull at your heart strings while making you vomit… ... more

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Track Name: Me, Myself, & I
I go to battle
I’m in the saddle
Fighting an army of one
I waste a bullet
Each time I pull it
Destroying the Prodigal Son

While my grip on reality’s slipping away
Left all alone I’ll always play
By myself every day
Cause I heard the man in the mirror say

I left my seeds unsewn
While I was all alone
Then I realized it really doesn’t matter
I simply set them free
While down on bended knee
This evil eye can’t see it’s staring back at me
It’s not the great unknown
Familiar skies I’ve flown
It’s just as easy as mind over matter
Give me the 3rd degree, ugly as it may be
No one will ever see the other side of

Me… Myself and I
Me, myself, and I
Me, myself, and I
Give it a try
With me, myself, and I

At war and sober
It's far from over,
This is my rifle and this is my gun
I’m in hiding
No longer fighting
Now I’m just shooting for fun

While my grip on reality’s slipping away
Left all alone I’ll always play
By myself every day
Cause I heard the man in the mirror say

I left my seeds unsewn
While I was all alone
Then I realized it really doesn’t matter
I simply set them free
While down on bended knee
This evil eye can’t see it’s staring back at me
It’s not the great unknown
Familiar skies I’ve flown
It’s just as easy as mind over matter
Give me the 3rd degree, ugly as it may be
No one will ever see the other side of

Me… Myself and I
Me, myself, and I
Me, myself, and I
Give it a try
Just me, myself, and I
Track Name: The Thief
I hope you somehow survived
Having been by my side
And all those nights that you cried asking why

I hope you already know
Why I had to let you go
Because our love was just a lie
I’m screaming…

And I know I did my time
With these feelings that I hide
And I only set you free to some degree
The thing with you and me
Is that I’ll forever be the one who took what you took from me

And I’m sorry that I lied
And I know that day we died
So young and full of pride
Until I felt you on the inside

Can’t find the right words to say
Gets harder everyday
Feels like my heads missing a light

Sad for how I said goodbye
And never told you why
I know how hard you tried to fight
I’m screaming…

And I know I did my time
With these feelings that I hide
And I only set you free to some degree
The thing with you and me
Is that I’ll forever be the one who took what you took from me

And I’m sorry that I lied
And I know that day we died
So young and full of pride
Until I felt you on the inside
Track Name: Staring At The Sun
Brown bottle bender, I can barely remember
The name of the man on the bottle that I’m drinking from
Never was a contender, and I’ll never surrender
How will we ever be able to stare at the sun
Now that the damage is done

Been here so many times before
And we keep coming back for more
So ignorant and insecure
Lost sight of what I’m fighting for

Until our eyes burn… We’re staring at the sun
When will we ever learn… We’re staring at the sun
I’m not a bit concerned… We’re staring at the sun
Until the tides turn… We’re staring at the sun

Put my brain in a blender, with conversations we’ve rendered
The morning will bring with it questions, they’ll be more than one
Now my head’s feeling tender, stomach returns to sender
How will we ever be able to stare at the sun
Now that the damage is done

Been here so many times before
And just keep coming back for more
So ignorant and insecure
Lost sight of what I’m fighting for

Until our eyes burn… We’re staring at the sun
When will we ever learn… We’re staring at the sun
And not a bit concerned… We’re staring at the sun
Until the tides turn… We’re staring at the sun
Track Name: Not Today
Every time I open my mouth you tell me that
I don’t know anything
There is no need to scream and shout about how
I don’t know anything
I realize by the look in your eyes that you think that
I don’t know anything
I love the lies until she cries, surprise, because…
I don’t know anything

… at least not today

I know you said you’ve got a lot to say
I’d love to listen but not today
I know your pissed just don’t walk away
Maybe someday… but

Not today,
Not this way,
Please say
Not Today

Shut up and listen, It’s my decision
Nobody knows but me
I’m on a mission, feels like prison
But not today…
Track Name: Brown Bag Girl
It’s late at night and I’m feeling lonely
I’m not looking for my one and only
I just need to be occupied
It’s isn’t hard when you have no standards
It gets easy when you’re always hammered
No lack of loving for the night

I’m going hunting with my beer goggles on
I’m shooting straight after a dozen beers strong
Not out to bag a trophy wife
I see the prey at the end of my sights
She’ll look amazing when I turn out the lights
Don’t need the finer things in life

She’s my brown bag girl

Still late at night and I’m still feeling lonely
I’m still looking for my one and only
I just need to be occupied
It isn’t hard because I have no standards
It get’s easy because I’m always fucking hammered
No lack of loving for the night

Pink in the middle, it’s always the same
Somehow tequila is always to blame
Blacked out I see my reason why
So cut a hole in that brown paper sack
And just in case try to hit it from the back
So she can’t look you in the eye…

She’s my brown bag girl