Wednesday Artist

Artist: Letlive.
Origin: Los Angeles, CA
Active since 2002
Current label is with Epitaph Records.
Previous labels were Tragic Hero and At One.
Studio albums: Speak Like You Talk (2005), Fake History (2010), The Blackest Beautiful (2013)
EPs: Exhaustion, Salt Water and Everything in Between (2003)
Known for their progressive post-hardcore sound and socially charged lyric styling.

Letlive. is:
Jason Aalon Alexander Butler - Lead Vocals
Jean Francisco Nascimento - Guitar, Keyboard
Jeff Sahyoun - Guitar, Backing Vocals
Ryan Jay Johnson - Bass, Backing Vocals

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Song: Younger
Album: The Blackest Beautiful (2013)
Label: Epitaph

Lyrics:
We've got millions of broken necks from looking up at you.
So get your damn soapbox standing, high horse prancing ass down here with the truth.
So don't let those admirers try and fit your shoes,
Because they will then see one size fits all feet and then they will walk all over you.

When only the good die young,
Ain't it ironic I age so well.
When only the good die young,
Ain't it ironic I age so well.

To be the last man standing at the kissing booth,
That really doesn't mean a thing when they're for free and don't taste like they should.
So after you're done drowning in a glass that is half full,
The pessimists all join together and discuss how you never could do it like they could.

When only the good die young,
Ain't it ironic I age so well.
When only the good die young,
Ain't it ironic I age so well.

You and me are a kitschy parody of sincerity, apparently.
Truth is heat, we're burning underneath our seats.
Burning me for not standing.

I love, I love myself.
I love, I love myself, my self abandonment.
I love, I love myself.
I love, I love myself, my self abandonment.

When only the good die young,
Ain't it ironic I age so well.
When only the good die young,
Ain't it ironic I age so well.

You and me are a kitschy parody of sincerity, apparently.
Truth is heat, we're burning underneath our seats.
Burning me for not standing.

STAND UP!
REMEMBER THEIR WORTH!