4 Dollars (2006)

Actors

• Fear A.D. (actor)
• Kevin Brown (actor)
• George Caleodis (actor)
• Kim Carey (actor)
• Jeremy Dick (actor)
• Landon Hess (actor)
• Micah Jenkins (actor)
• Jason Morris (actor)
• Rusty Pietrzak (actor)
• Dane Thieret (actor)
• Lori Carter (actress)
• Holly Magnani (actress)
• Tabby Martin (actress)
• Jeremy Dick (writer)
• Jason Morris (writer)

Genres

• Comedy
• Short

Taglines:

And you thought you had weird customers at your job.

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Cold Front - Unbroken
• Cold Front - Straight Line Stitch
• Cold Front - Webb Wilder
• Two-Faced - Cold Front
• Full Circle - Cold Front
• Giving In - Cold Front
• Corrupted Youth - Cold Front
• Scene - Cold Front
• The Heavy Heart - Cold Front
• Thick Skin - Cold Front

[Instrumental]

Don't turn away, you might miss me
As my soul starts to fade, fade away
What's left to say? Please forgive me
If I'm losing my faith, losing my faith
Don't get too close 'cause I stand alone
I've got no way out
Just go, I've turned my back on feeling
I'm cold, I've given up on dealing
Take my life, break the ice
I've got nothing inside
Just go, you hold a heart that is freezing
I'm cold, it's gonna break into pieces
Take my life, break the ice
I've got nothing inside
Don't be afraid of the emptiness
That stands in your way, your way
Stay with me, stay but my frozen lips
Just won't let me say, please stay
Don't get too close 'cause I stand alone
I've got no way out
Just go, I've turned my back on feeling
I'm cold, I've given up on dealing
Take my life, break the ice
I've got nothing inside
Just go, you hold a heart that is freezing
I'm cold, It's gonna break into pieces
Take my life, break the ice
I've got nothing inside, inside
It's winter in my soul
So just let me go
This heart can only break
There's only so much I can take, I can take
Don't turn away, you might miss me
As my soul starts to fade, fade away
Just go, I've turned my back on feeling
I'm cold, I've given up on dealing
Take my life, break the ice
I've got nothing inside
Just go, you hold a heart that is freezing
I'm cold, it's gonna break into pieces
Take my life, break the ice

Cold Front
New York woman
Got the rich girl blues
She can do anything she wants
Can't find nothin' to do
She goes through boys
Like a princess through toys
Yes she do
New York woman
She got the penthouse view
I can see bad weather comin'
Storm clouds billowin' through
She drinks the Dom Perignon
Like it was orange juice
Well there' a cold front movin' in
Some real bad weather
Just around the bend
I'm thinkin' about
Migratin' south
There's a cold front movin' in
How's the woman's cookin'?
It tastes like monkey stew
But she got the recipe
For the wang dang do
Now there's a nip in the air
There's a chill in the thrill
Well, are we through?
Now there's a cold front movin' in
Some real bad weather
Just around the bend
I'm thinkin' about
Migratin' south
There's a cold front movin' in
Get this
I'm just a yard dog
Unaccustomed to sleepin' by your fire
And, Momma, if you put me out
I'll wake your neighbors
Howl and scratch and cry and fit to tie
Highrise woman
She got a downtown view
Her daddy's head cook and bottle washer
At a bank or two
She lives to shock her momma
And momma don't like you know who
Well there's a cold front movin' in
Some real bad weather
Just around the bend
I'm thinkin' about
Migratin' south
There's a cold front movin' in ... yeah
Now there a cold front movin' in
Frosty man frosty
I said a cold front movin' in
There's a cold front

I can see right through your apathetic disguise. Your
heart once filled with love now contaminated lies. Head
filled with emotion, and it’s got me on my knees.
Continuing regression, it’s a cancerous disease. Rain on
me with all the things you’ve held so firmly tight, as
you turn your head and walk away without the will to
fight. I’ve seen your words of self-disgust disguise and
mask your beauty, and put to shame the things you love
and views you held so truly. Reveal your true self so the

I woke up empty today because I ain’t got that much.
A few good friends, no confidence, and a family thats out
of touch
and if I ever had a chance in this world of shit
I threw it away with apathy, and my clenched fucking
fist.
Will someone please check my pulse? I know longer feel
alive.
Another day, another dollar, another part of me dies.
Doctor save me from this fucking routine.
I’ll take another pill for numbing and mending.
I watched the working class fall to their knees.
If this is all thats left, then fucking end me.
No longer will I live my life as if it’s not mine.
I followed your ways, stepped in your graves, and got
lost in your lines.
I hate the ones who are just like me, and swat the flies
that sting like bees,
You fucking fed me this disease.
So lick the pen and milk the ink.
Record disgust and take another drink.
Cause another morning is another curse.
Another day breeds another verse.
Another lie, another foot in the hole

Searching, hurting, I’ve lost myself again. Searching,
hurting this desperation’s sinking in. What happened to
this place of refuge? And to think I once called this
place home. I feel I have misplaced myself again.
Surrounded by people with a chest full of words to
offend. Tell me how did we let it get like this? And what
will it take for these people to fucking resist, their
fucking lies. Self-progression and motivation traded for
blinded eyes. Procrastination of seeking action as we

For years I have been a fucking threat to teachers,
preachers,
and those who wear the cross around their neck.
“You sinner!, your lost and destined to fail.
You got too many questions, your traveling off that
trail”
Our father, king of thieves. Your holy empire tried to
ruin me.
Fed me to lions and showed its vicious teeth.
But I’ll burn in hell before I become another sheep.
I wish I could rip your tongue from your mouth to silence
Your teachings that only breed self doubt.
You said I was lost? Well look at me now.
You can find me biting the hands off of liars and those
who have “reached out.”
A broken youth. A broken mind. A destroyed home, so that
I can find:
A place of comfort and a piece of mind.
A revolution on borrowed fucking time. (fuck you)
Fuck your cross. Fuck your truth.
I am the product of corrupted youth.
Fuck your god. Fuck your truth.

We live in a world where definition means everything.
Possessing comfort in self-defiant social scenes.
From jocks to punks,
to hipsters and geeks,
the druggie fools and the slumlord freaks,
searching for acceptance while the world repeats
the endless cycle of boring beats.
They put their labels on me but what are we really?
Have we been reduced to a fucking category?
Its not who I am its simply what you choose to see…

This pressure pushing down on me is wearing me fucking
thin. I’ve seen this dreadful place before and I can
survive it once again. This rage is taking over me as it
pulses through my veins. But images of defiant systems
are what my mind contains. Confide in me your darkest
fears and insecurities. We’ll break these chains of self-
indulgence, conformity, and greed. They try to chain me
down by feeding me their lies. But they wont get the best

Beneath this thick perspiring skin there is a pulse that
beats through my heart.
For the weak, for the weary, and for the heartless
And despite the anger that grows and hatred I so easily
show.
There is a part of me that breathes life into the idea
that everyone has a piece of love that lives inside of
them.
A figure starved, begging to be fed.
A figure too often left for dead.
We live our days with instinct as guidance.
A presiding aspect that stirs inside of us.
We put to shame the gift of our minds as our hearts
decline.
Open your eyes to fucking see, were the same from you to
A human being with a heart and passion, befriended by
terror
the evil distraction.
It may not always show but from the chest it’s said,
I live to believe that we are not yet dead.