Bradley came from the L.B.C. 
Lived like a razor on the edge of the scene
When he was twelve, he had this dream
To be this bad ass rock star, music machine
Now he’s older and his time has come
He’s mis-educated and his thoughts are numb

To this world of conflict and demise
He won’t let his guard down
No he won’t step aside
Better watch your back
‘Cause time is on his side

Just one chance is all I need
I could kick this sick world’s ass
If I could just get on my feet
Sometime I think it’s all going down
It’s a tale of being turned inside out

You know it’s something, he knows
It’s something he really needs
So, just think about it, you know
It’s why he denies his shame
And when he thinks about it,
It brings him back to where he used to be

To this world of conflict and demise
He won’t let his guard down
No he won’t step aside
Better watch your back
‘Cause time is on his side
 

Just one chance is all I need
I could kick this sick world’s ass
If I could just get on my feet
Sometime I think it’s all going down
It’s a tale of being turned inside out

Bradley came from the L.B.C.
Had these big plans of who he could be
Understanding the way things should be
Thinking about you, thinking about me
Now he’s older and his time has come
He’s mis-educated and his thoughts are numb

To this world of conflict and demise
He won’t let his guard down
No he won’t step aside
Better watch your back
‘Cause time is on his side

Just one chance is all I need
I could kick this sick world’s ass
If I could just get on my feet
Sometime I think it’s all going down
It’s a tale of being turned inside out
 

It feels like this world’s caving in on me. 
Can’t do enough drugs to set myself free
Scratching and clawing, trying to dig my way out 
Not a winner, not a lover,but I got doubts 
In this Life you see, that’s kept me on my back
And can’t you see that there’s no turning back
Com’on bring it on it’s down to you and me, 
This time it’s on in my reality
I’m sick of it you see, Quit messin’ with me.

But this time I think I found a way out. 
Not a winner, not a lover, but I got doubts
I gave you my honor, look what you did to me. 
I gave you my faith look at where you left me standing. 
In this Life you see, that’s kept me on my back
And can’t you see that there’s no turning back
Com’on bring it on it’s down to you and me. 
This time it’s on in my reality
I’m sick of it you see, Quit messin’ with me.

But this time you took it too far
You showed me how to live in your life that’s under par
And when they took me to that house last night and jumped me,
Thought of what happened, They should of just talked to me
About their problem that will never go away, now.
 

It feels like this world’s caving in on me. 
Can’t do enough drugs to set myself free
Scratching and clawing, trying to dig my way out. 
Not a winner, not a lover, but I got doubts. I
In this Life you see, that’s kept me on my back
And can’t you see that there’s no turning back
Com’on bring it on it’s down to you and me. 
This time it’s on in my reality
I’m sick of it you see, Quit messin’ with me.

But this time you took it too far
You showed me how to live in your life that’s under par
And when they took me to that house last night and jumped me,
Thought of what happened, They should of just talked to me
But there’s no turning back
Once you’ve gone straightedge
There’s no turning back 
Once you’ve heard this bad ass song.
 

Its what makes a show. Its how hard you hit
Here’s how it goes, straight outta the pit
Its what makes a show. Its how hard you hit
Here’s how it goes, straight outta the pit

Slamming in the pit seems like fun in violence 
Because you always get hit
When you go down and you hit the ground, 
You get up and look for revenge
It seems to change though the songs stay the same, 
Recognize the faces that I know
I’m making my way through the crowd to the pit, 
The pit a of a hardcore show
Sometimes I think that I’ll get by 
The more that I swing my fists
I look at the people who just stand by, 
They don’t know what they missed
They don’t know what they missed

Its what makes a show. Its how hard you hit
Here’s how it goes, straight outta the pit
Its what makes a show. Its how hard you hit
Here’s how it goes, straight outta the pit

Slamming in the pit seems like fun in violence, 
It’s something I like to do
When I go down and I hit the ground, 
I get up looking for you
Tattoos spread like wildfire 
Across the angry youth
Slamming in the pit having fun in violence 
Is the east-coast hardcore truth
Sometimes I think that I’ll get by 
The more that I swing my fists
I look at the people who just stand by, 
They don’t know what they missed
They don’t know what they missed
 

Its what makes a show. Its how hard you hit
Here’s how it goes, straight outta the pit
Its what makes a show. Its how hard you hit
Here’s how it goes, straight outta the pit

Its fun in violence, straight outta the pit
Its fun in violence, straight outta the pit
Its fun in violence, straight outta the pit

Slamming in the pit seems like fun in violence, 
It’s been a thing since age 13
To make crowd get mad and loud, 
If you know what I mean
So slam real hard and show me what you got, 
You can run but you can’t hide
Let’s go down to the all-ages show 
And represent east-coast pride
Sometimes I think that I’ll get by 
The more that I swing my fists
I look at the people who just stand by, 
Tthey don’t know what they missed
They don’t know what they missed

Its what makes a show. Its how hard you hit
Here’s how it goes, straight outta the pit
Its what makes a show. Its how hard you hit
Here’s how it goes, straight outta the pit
 

Raping the speed of sound. 
Tearing those barriers down
Looting with those thugs downtown
Smashing that fucking hierarchy down

I guess you never thought 
That it would come to this
What’s in your blood has taken charge 
So just do a ryp
Just suck it up and take control. 
We’re goin’ down
If we keep smokin’ like this, 
Probation’s on its way

Calling upon our own, to get rypped 
And come down to the show
Showing you the hardcore way
Strych-Nine, take your dose today

I guess you never thought 
That it would come to this
What’s in your blood has taken charge 
So just do a ryp
Just suck it up and take control. 
We’re goin’ down
If we keep smokin’ like this, 
Probation’s on its way
 

Too many, too many times can’t you see
This world’s tried to push its word onto me
But where I come from 
This is the way it’s played
I hope you live to see another day
No genocide, no tears to cry, 
No pain to feel inside
We don’t care ‘bout what you felt 
Or who you loved that died
And when it comes to getting rypped
It seems like you’re always around
We got rypped, like you got rypped
From the hand that is holding us down

The dead presidents are running your life. 
Is that what you thought you liked
They show you how to love 
And they show you how to hate
You’re witnessing the terror 
That money has made

Government supplement the poor 
With your tax repent
Government abandonment 
Of your middle class

The dead presidents are running your life. 
Is that what you thought you liked
They show you how to love 
And they show you how to hate
You’re witnessing the terror 
That money has made

Set up, from the beginning 
We knew that we were going down
Down, like the martyrs who, 
Who lost to a system that just wouldn’t listen

The dead presidents are running your life. 
Is that what you thought you liked
They show you how to love 
And they show you how to hate
You’re witnessing the terror dead presidents
Dead presidents, dead presidents, 
Dead presidents, dead presidents,
 

Dead presidents, dead presidents, 
Dead presidents, dead presidents,

There’ll come a day 
When life won’t be lived a materialistic dance
And us left behind will be those 
Politician’s giving hands

The dead presidents are running your life. 
Is that what you thought you liked
They show you how to love 
And they show you how to hate
You’re witnessing the terror 
That money has made

Government supplement the poor 
With your tax repent
Government abandonment 
Of your middle class

The dead presidents are running your life. 
Is that what you thought you liked
They show you how to love 
And they show you how to hate
You’re witnessing the terror
 

Ten thousand times, 
We’ve played on fear
The stage is set, 
The show is near
This time it’s on, 
We’re gonna bring it back to you
This is the place, the time is now, 
And the feeling is so true

Ten thousand times, 
We’ve shown what we can do
We break it down with grooves 
That the soul can move to
This time it’s on, 
We’re gonna bring it back to you
This is the place, the time is now, 
And this music is so goddamn true
 

Ten thousand times, 
Its come to me and you
Push turns to shove 
And you’ve got no one to run to
It’s like having your own flag 
And making yourself a name
And when it comes down to it, 
It’s just another
Self taught game

Now the time has come, 
There’s no returning from where we’ve gone
Innocent victims of musical crimes
That we’ve committed ten thousand times.
 

Don’t tell him what to do, 
He knows what it’s all about
Drinks and has tattoos, 
But he’s got no doubts
‘bout what he wants to do 
With the rest of his life
Skate and play guitar, 
They call him “punk guy”

And they said he’d make the change
They said he’d do it, 
But his life stayed the same
And you know when the time came
They tried to make him, 
But his life stayed the same

Smoked cigarettes 
And he walked 8th street
His parents didn’t like 
The people that he’d meet
Then one day 
He became a star
He joined this band 
And they’d pack all the bars

And they said he’d make the change
They said he’d do it, 
But his life stayed the same
And you know when the time came
They tried to make him, 
But his life stayed the same
Right,
 

Sometimes it feels so right to be wrong
Sometimes it feels so right to be wrong

Punk guy says 
That he don’t care 
‘bout those people that he meets 
Or the clothes they wear
And punk guy says 
That he won’t try
To listen to the world 
And its reasons why

And they said he’d make the change
They said he’d do it, 
But his life stayed the same
And you know when the time came
They tried to make him, 
But his life stayed the same
His life stayed the same
His life stayed the same

Sometimes it feels so right to be wrong
Sometimes it feels so right to be wrong
Sometimes it feels so right to be wrong
Sometimes it feels so right to be wrong
 

Now here’s a little song 
That must be heard
It’s got a bit of rhyme 
And some reason in its words
Trying to make its place in history 
By outdoing all the others 
With some class and speed
It started one day in this little room 
Just us five bro’s and a hardcore tune
Making our place in history
With the rhyme, and the reason 
And a thing called speed, right?

It’s this life we’re living. 
We’re coming face to face
And we’re not stopping, 
And this is what we say

Never imitating, never giving in, 
Even if we loose
It’s our job to keep hardcore at the top
Never understanding, why we don’t turn our chin, 
And we shout it out
It’s our job to keep hardcore at the top

We’re coming out fast 
And we’re coming out strong 
We ain’t trying to make 
Just another love song
We make up these riffs, 
Then we play them out live
And if you don’t like the pit, 
Then you better run and hide
Cause it’s not about the money, 
It’s all about the show
So fuck all the posers 
And fuck the radio
Making our place in history, 
By making real music, 
The way it should be, right?
 

It’s this life we’re living, 
We’re coming face to face
And we’re not stopping, 
And this is what we say

Never imitating, never giving in, 
Even if we loose
It’s our job to keep hardcore at the top
Never understanding, why we don’t turn our chin, 
And we shout it out
It’s our job to keep hardcore at the top

It’s a war, let’s start it again
It’s a war we face everyday, 
Tthe words I hear that you don’t say

Can’t you see it’s all a game

Never imitating, never giving in, 
Even if we loose
It’s our job to keep hardcore at the top
Never understanding, why we don’t turn our chin, 
And we shout it out
It’s our job to keep hardcore at the top

Never imitating, never giving in, 
Even if we loose
It’s our job to keep hardcore at the top
Never understanding,
Who should and who should not
Just remember these words
It’s our job to keep hardcore at the top

Never intimidated and never giving in, 
Even if we loose
It’s our job to keep hardcore at the top
 

Sit down and listen 
Let me tell you about my plan
It’s this idea I have to be 
The best I can
I don’t need no army 
To help me break all those rules
I just need some rules to break 
And a crowd to show it too
But enough of the talk 
We’re not going down
It’s been a long strange trip, 
After all the shit we’re still around
Trying all we can just to set it free
Keep telling myself that 
I’m not burned out of the scene

Don’t force it on me, no, don’t gimme your radio
Don’t force it on me, no, don’t gimme your radio
Don’t force it on me, no, don’t gimme your radio
Don’t force it on me, no, don’t gimme your radio

I ain’t here to cause a revolution 
And I ain’t here to be someone that I’m not
I ain’t here to make you have more enemies
A loss of power that is in my sight
But enough of the talk 
We’re not going down
It’s been a long strange trip, 
After all the shit we’re still around
Trying all we can just to set it free
Keep telling myself that 
I’m not burned out of the scene

Don’t force it on me, no, don’t gimme your radio
Don’t force it on me, no, don’t gimme your radio
Don’t force it on me, no, don’t gimme your radio
Don’t force it on me, no, don’t gimme your radio
Don’t force it on me
 

Don’t force it
Don’t force it on me
Don’t force it, no
Don’t force it
Don’t force it on me, no
Don’t force it on me, don’t gimme your radio
Don’t force it on me, don’t gimme your radio
Don’t force it on me, no, don’t gimme your radio
Don’t force it on me, no, don’t gimme your…

I don’t need no radio to tell me who I am
I don’t need no T.V. to let me hear my band 
Just remember one thing, 
That I’m not good enough for you
Why you trying to steal, 
What I’ve shown you how to do
But enough of the talk 
We’re not going down
It’s been a long strange trip, 
After all the shit we’re still around
Trying all we can just to set it free
Keep telling myself that 
I’m not burned out of the scene

Don’t force it on me, no, don’t gimme your radio
Don’t force it on me, no, don’t gimme your radio
Don’t force it on me, no, don’t gimme your radio
Don’t force it on me, no, don’t gimme your radio
Don’t force it on me
 

It’s the fastest spoken lines that let me read into your mind
It’s cool to be so blind, ‘cause it resolves you
If you’re promised royal truth through all those years of rotten youth
Then all those voices that speak, they will have spoken

And now it’s time for me to go, to get out on my own
To grow, to show, to let the feelings flow and never be alone
This may be a perfect white lie and yet I try to forget
Why the people scream and the money machine just won’t let me ahead

It’s the fastest spoken lines that let me read into your mind
It’s cool to be so blind, ‘cause it resolves you
If you’re promised royal truth through all those years of rotten youth
Then all those voices that speak, they will have spoken

But as I leave this place, it’s really not that bad
Through all these years I’m still here, now I’m never going back
And I won’t be held by demand and I won’t be afraid
To stick my middle finger up and say what I gotta say

It’s the fastest spoken lines that let me read into your mind
It’s cool to be so blind, ‘cause it resolves you
If you’re promised royal truth through all those years of rotten youth
Then all those voices that speak, they will have spoken
 

Lyrics: J. Michael
 S. St. Onges
 H. Alex

Intro Rap:
As I sit down to smoke my last roach
I think how many times have I toked
I can't count, I don't know why
I want to be stoned and so fuckin' high

Verse 1:
My lighter's dead, it's pissin' me off
I want to do the hit from hell, make me cough
Roll up a fat one and use two sheets
I want to burn one and get crispy

Verse 2:
Come by my house any Friday night
I like to party, like you know to get right
Bring a case, bring a bag, 
Bring your face, but leave the hag
At home we're gonna party all night long 
And get really fuckin' stoned
 

Verse 3:
I just bought a brand new bong, so call all
Buddies and make sure they all come along 
Jamaican Gold Bud, Black African Hash, 
You see it makes
No difference to me 
What I got in my stash

Verse 4:
My brain like an egg is truly poached 
And I'm not sure what to do with this big fat roach
I think I'll fire it up and have no doubt, 
I'm gonna burn that puppy until it goes out
Burn my fingers, I really don't care
Because that kind of pain I swear 
Makes my brain happy, very happy
 

Lyrics by: Scott St. Onge

Verse 1 
Last ride down this road
Say goodbye, never comin' home
Pay with your life, sell your soul
Angel of Death takes control 

Bridge 1
Time is near
You must live 
With no fear
With no fear

Chorus
Watch out!  Your life is short
Venom of death takes control
You can't escape, you're goin' down
Server of death makes no sound 

Verse 2
It's too late, once you've paid the toll
Angel of Death takes control
Hovering in the dark cloud above
Waiting to cover you like a glove
To take you to the Prince of Darkness (spoken)

Verse 3
No need to hide your face
You cannot hide your disgrace
You lived your life in haste
Yeah, life was fun but what a waste
Open your eyes before it's too late
And the Angel of Death seals your fate
 

Guitar Solo

Verse 4
Run from the demons in your head
It won't be long, you'll be dead
Your life is gone, it went so fast
All your living is now in the past
Losing your mind, you're at wits end
Angel of Death is no friend

Bridge 2
Time is near
Time to die
With no fear
Angel of Death seeks your soul

Chorus
Wake up!  Your time is now
Open wide, take your deadly vow
Large pill, hard to swallow
Thick as the mire, in which you wallow
The end for you is coming soon
Angel of Death, coming for you
Angel of Death (repeat to end)
 

Lyrics by: Scott St. Onge

Verse 1
They've got the guns, we've got the tanks
A dispute is at hand
The bombs drop, your city burns
Concrete turned to sand
A thousand lives in a single flush
So tell me where does it end
There's no point, so someone tell me why
Who gives the command -- to die

Bridge
As the tension mounts 
And the battle nears
Things destroyed in minutes, 
That took years to build

Chorus
WAR!  Death for millions 
Ending all your fears
WAR!  The end of mankind, 
Madness preservers

Verse 2
The enemies stock the battlefields 
With all the latest things
Battle zone, hearing lost 
By armor piercing rings
No where to hide as a laser sights, 
A round's let loose
Now your life is ending, 
Who makes the excuse -- to die
 

Bridge
In the heat of the fight, 
Not sure what to do
Time's blurred in your mind, 
Gut feelings coming through

Chorus
WAR!  Death for millions 
Ending all your fears
WAR!  The end of mankind, 
Madness preservers

Verse 3
Enemy planes in your airspace, 
Why do they have to fly so low
The seeds of death they carry, 
The seeds of death they sow
The time is near 
Amidst the smoke and flame
The world's in ruins, that's a shame
 

Lyrics: J. Witt
           S. Randall

Verse 1
They shed their wings 
Before they learned to fly
They told the truth 
Before they learned to fly
They took the bite 
Before they learned to eat
They took the knife 
Before they learned defeat
A power struggle 
In their breed, all for shame
They wear the mask, 
The mask of life’s game
Burned by fate 
Before the grand prise came
Blood stained hands, 
Killer of the king

Chorus
Turning to black, 
No light on the morn
Turning to black, 
For darkness was born

Verse 2
They learned to laugh 
Before they learned to cry
Commit no crimes 
But still need alibis
Bite off the hands 
That feed the status quo
Shoot down the truth, 
In religion they’re bred to know
A bloody fight, 
A deadly way to win
Slaughter of innocence, 
Herrod’s mortal sin
A shooting star 
Before the darkness came
Challenging fate…
 

Chorus
Turning to black, 
No light on the morn
Turning to black, 
For darkness was born

Verse 3
They closed their eyes 
Before they learned t see
Prisoners before they were ever free
The hands of time, 
Tick, tick, impending doom
The rising tides curse 
Both me and you
And in the end 
All hope turns to black
No light in front, 
No light in back
No heaven above, 
No hell below
Nothing but purgatory as you go

Chorus
Turning to black, 
No light on the morn
Turning to black, 
For darkness was born
 

Lyrics by: Jack Witt

Verse 1
Please, please set me free
Release my being, why don’t you
Why, why the questions die
The smell of death surrounds you

Bridge
Live...for..judgement day
Thirty-nine suicides for Heaven’s Gate

Verse 2
Wait, wait don’t hesitate
Just leave behind your vicitims
Ina spider’s web, caught;
Again, techno violation

Chorus
Where have they gone?
Where do they roam?
They followed hope, followed lies
Left this world for the skies
Now their souls are gone
A demi-god had his fun

Verse 3
See, see disillusioned you’ll be
I’ll take your brain right from you
Your thoughts are mine
We’ll leave through time
Apocalyptic duty
 

Bridge
Live...for..judgement day
Thirty-nine suicides for Heaven’s Gate

Guitar Solo

Drum Solo

Verse 4
Wait, wait don’t hesitate
Just leave behid your victims
Ina spider’s web, caught;
Again, techno-vision

Chorus
Where have they gone?
Where do they roam?
They followed hope, followed lies
Left this world for the skies
Now their souls are gone
A demi-god had his fun

Bridge
Live...for..judgement day
Thirty-nine suicides for Heaven’s Gate
 

Lyrics by: Jack Witt

Verse 1
Why do the children sleep
With their backs to the wall?
Why does their innocence bleed
To let passion take it all?

Chorus
Was it the same in my life?
Was it the same in yours?
The devil takes his own bite
To ensure we sleep in peace no more

Verse 2
Why do the children cry
Hypocritical lullabies?
Why do they take their lives
To birth another sacrifice?

Chorus
Was it the same in my life?
Was it the same in yours?
The devil takes his own bite
To ensure we sleep in peace no more
 

Interlude
I will not forfeit it
I will not accept this
I will not forfeit this
I will not bow down

Verse 3
Why do the children lie?
For selfish greedy spite?
Why do they steal the heart?
To break it into pieces
Right from the start?

Chorus
Was it the same in my life?
Was it the same in yours?
The devil takes his own bite
To ensure we sleep in peace no more

Outro
I will not forfeit
I will not forget
(repeat and fade)
 

Lyrics by: Jack Witt
     Steve Randall

Verse 1
So justice is served
When you make no friends,
Have no reserves
Mind games you play
A black heart beats an illusion game
What I have, you don’t need
What you have I don’t want
Six years to read my mind
Don’t judge a book
By the cover that binds

Chorus
You can’t take me down 
To the ground
Fight fire with fire
I got burning desire
Snuff out the greed with humanity
The silver spoon is lost with reality
..I-you-me

Verse 2
Take one thousand steps back
But you’ve never been on track
A winner you will never be
Honesty clouded by 
A big smoke screen
I’ve got something you don’t have
Strange things like this make us mad
Equivocal as you wanna be
It’ll never wrap it’s web around me
 

Chorus
You can’t take me down 
To the ground
Fight fire with fire
I got burning desire
Snuff out the greed with humanity
The silver spoon is lost with reality
..I-you-me

Guitar Solo

Verse 3
Bask in sadness, dwell in fear
Make no efforts to clear the air
Silence is a purgatory
When words are hushed 
For power’s glory
Make no efforts, gain no trust
The silver lining turns to dust
When it’s all been said and done
It’s all been said and dumb.
 

Lyrics: J. Witt

Verse 1
Watch a shadow gather rain
Feel your mind become insane
Don’t bear witness to the thought
Your mind will bleed of what it thought

Down the river, as place I know
To ease your mind and just let go
It’s all pure thought, just black ‘n’ white
So eat my mind: A thought, delight!

Chorus (2x’s)
Out of my head, it must be
Out of my mind
Out of my brain, it must be
Out of my mind
 

Verse 2
Fallen leaves can make me think
Out of nothingness I’m on the brink
Free my mind, decisions none
Logic will block out the sun

Take a rose and pluck it bare
Society does not seem to care
Darkness is eternal night
To suck my knowledge out of sight

Chorus (2x’s)
Out of my head, it must be
Out of my mind
Out of my brain, it must be
Out of my mind
 

Lyrics: S. St. Onges

Verse 1
Dead on your feet, 
Suicide is sweet
Your maker you'll meet, 
As time marches on
Guillotine at dawn, 
For the crimes you commit
On your death bed you sit, 
Now you wait your turn
What's left of you, 
We'll burn; yes we'll burn

Chorus
You're fuel, fuel for our fire
You make our flames go higher

Bridge 1
You took, at every opportunity 
For your gain, any means
And now with verdict guilty
Electric spark is what you need, you need
(Because death is such) a rush

Verse 2
When we throw the switch, 
We'll watch your body twitch 
And  (laugh) ha, ha, ha
We'll laugh as you burn, 
The flames make our wheels turn
Faster and faster, 
At the command of our master
We'll put you in the ground, 
And the last sound you'll hear
Will be gravel in your ear; 
In your demise, we're sincere
 

Chorus
You're fuel, fuel for our fire
You make our flames go higher

Bridge 2
They strap you down, plug you in
And as lifeblood cooks in you veins
Body scorched and mind insane
Now the acrid smell fills the air
Your victims fate wasn't fair

Lead Bridge
It's your turn to pay
And  pay you will

Verse 3
Dead in your seat, doctors job complete
You have the look of charred meat
And as they bring the stretcher in
We know you'll never sin again
Life to you was a game
Now death has become your name
You and death one in the same

Chorus
You're fuel, fuel for our fire
You make our flames go higher

Bridge 1
You took, at every opportunity 
For your gain, any means
And now with verdict guilty
Electric spark is what you need, you need
(Because death is such) a rush
 

Lyrics: J. Michael

Verse 1
Thoughts are distorted now
'Cause I've been, Alice Dee
Everything is moving now
Is this what my eyes really see?
The world is spinning 'round and 'round
She's gonna take me Spiral Wound

Chorus
Alice Dee has gotta hold of me
Alice Dee is killing me

Verse 2
Cigarette trails that seem to last forever
Familiar face that looks like the devil
The red rose is bleeding now
It's blood I will drink
The world is spinning 'round and 'round
Can't tell if I'm up or down
 

Bridge
And as time seems to slow
Your heart seems to stop
Your eyes will begin to deceive you
Your brain will explode
And as time seems to slow
Your heart seems to stop

Guitar Solo

Chorus
Alice Dee has gotta hold of me
Alice Dee is killing me

Chorus
Alice Dee has gotta hold of me
Alice Dee is killing me
 

Lyrics by: S. St. Onge

Verse 1
Friends for a time, 
Laughed and cried
At the beach gettin' high; 
We joked, we sighed
Now these times are gone 
And what to do
When I look into the mirror, 
I don't see me, I see you

Bridge
These years are gone, 
We'll never be the same

Chorus 1
With your eyes open, you can see
That things aren't 
The way they used to be
If you keep your mind closed, 
You'll never come back around
Lost deep in despair, 
I'm lookin' up, but I'm goin' down

Verse 2
Friday night parties, 
Sunday at the track
Simpler days will never come back
Nothing but Monday and Friday
Payday's just another day to be broke
The alarm clock wakes me with a smile, 
Because life's a joke
 

Chorus 2
With your eyes open, you can see
That things aren't the way they used to be
If you keep your mind closed, 
You'll never come back around
Our lives in ruin, shattered on the ground

Guitar Solo

Chorus 3
All the things we did, 
Now they're just memories
We're not kids anymore, 
Why can't you see
That all the things you do 
Are just lost in time
I just can't break through 
The barriers in my mind

Verse 3
Illusions of better times, 
At the beach gettin' high
Visions of my friends, my life, 
Lost in my mind
When I look deep at myself all I see
Illusions of losers that we used to be
 

Lyrics by: Heath Alex, 
    Scott St. Onge, 
    Steve Randall

Verse 1
You get rammed
On a body you pound
I say slammed 
And then my fist hits the ground

Verse 2
Go on - bang your head
Let me know you're not dead
Down you go
On the floor, your blood will flow

Chorus  (repeat 6x's)
Goin' to mosh you dead!

Verse 3
Dressed in spikes
Who cares what's right
Wanna start a fight?
Well if you don't mind, I think I might
'Cause I wanna see you bleed
Make it hurt
Come on, do this just for me

Verse 4
Goin' 'round and 'round
Out on the floor
If you see someone in pain
Ha-Ha-Ha, give 'em some more

Chorus (repeat 6x's)
Goin' to mosh you dead!

Guitar Solo 1

Verse 5
Get out on the floor
And bang your head some more
I want to see some blood
...Red mud
 

Verse 6
Get into the pit
Round and round
Get off on this shit
‘Cause if you don’t
You’re goin’ down

Guitar Solo 2

Verse 7
In the mosh pit, hell breaks loose
The only way to survive 
Is on someone’s elses juice
As you slam who’s ever close
Be sure to give ‘em your best shot
Watch their face as they feel the pain
And you grind your boots into their brain
Calamity moves your soul
One thousand fish in a bowl
In here your life is hell bound
Condemned to be beaten down

Verse 8
Come on now, hurt yourself
I wanna see you sweat
Come on, do your best
To get some blood on your chest

Chorus (repeat 6x’s)
Goin’ to mosh you dead

Outro
(improvise)
 

Lyrics By: Steve Randall

Verse 1
In the dark abyss we stay
Forlorn and caught in this array
Sweat and grime ooze like molten clay
Come on, life is trashed away

Chorus:
We are down and can't get out
Spiral wound and have no doubt
You are here for eternity

Verse 2:
Hope is abandon as you enter here
An eternity of drudgery and blatant fear
Uninhibited scum of greed will
Rip off your ass if they feel the need
 

Chorus:(2 x's)
We are down and can't get out
Spiral wound and have no doubt
You are here for eternity

Guitar solo

Chorus:
We are down and can't get out
Spiral wound and have no doubt
You are here for eternity

Outro
 

Lyrics by: Heath Alex

Chorus 1
Pick... your fights wisely
Don't...talk to despise me
Pick...what you do wisely
If you don't, just let them be
And as I ponder unasleep
My soul begins to speak

Verse 1
Sometimes I wonder
If you do this for spite
'Cause if you tantilize me
You've found an army to fight
So choose your lies wisely
No matter which it's said
The real ones won't despise me 
To myself and the real ones, you're dead

Bridge
But sometimes I wonder
Why you diverge your thoughts
I believe you're afraid to face the truth
To pay the price it costs

Chorus 2
Pick...your fights wisely
Don't...talk to despise me
Pick...what you do wisely
If you don't, just let them be
And as I ponder unasleep
My soul still speaks

Verse 2
Now you come into my group
From your cold adversity
You try to take us over
But you just lead us into a rut
Passing threats that make me laugh
You make my life like a job
It's like blackmail with a tarrif
You just dictate as a hubris slob
 

Bridge
But sometimes I wonder
Why you diverge your thoughts
I believe you're afraid to face the truth
To pay the price it costs

Guitar Solo Lead-in
Animosity, a term of hatred to be
Live your life, but pick wisely

Guitar Solo

Chorus 3
Pick your fights wisely
Don’t talk to despise me
Pick what you you do wisely
If you don’t, just let them be
As I ponder unasleep,
Everybody digs real deep

Verse 3
So now you have a lesson
This truth is your reality
So pick from the virtues
That maybe we can be peaceably
But remember this speech
This song is to prove, not to preach
It's just to show the farrago of the world
To say "Pick what you do wisely"

Bridge
But sometimes I wonder
Why you diverge your thoughts
I believe you're afraid to face the truth
To pay the price it costs

Chorus 4
Pick your fights wisely
Don’t talk to despise me
Pick what you you do wisely
If you don’t, just let them be
 

Lyrics by: Heath Alex

Verse 1
You See what you want to
And keep yojur mind closed
Don’t breathe of ill forgotten
It might get exposed

Chorus
You are…addicted
Won’t change… addicted
You are… addicted
No counter actions
You are…

Verse 2
Live with the circumstances
Until the end
Outside influences threatening
But you will not bend

Chorus
You are…addicted
Won’t change… addicted
You are… addicted
No counter actions
You are…
 

Guitar Solo

Bridge
A-dic-ted
A-dic-ted
A-dic-ted

Verse 3
My life is influenced only by myself
I can’t be faltered, unbreakable by hell
Outside influences threatening
But you will not bend 

Chorus
You are…addicted
Won’t change… addicted
You are… addicted
No counter actions
You are…
 

Lyrics: S. St. Onges

Verse 1:
Got a little red car, 
Saw a big black cat
My luck was not bad, 
Because the cat is flat
I don't understand 
Why I get such a thrill
Road kill.........

Verse 2:
See it in the news, 
Called the daily blues
Somebody got their brains blown out 
From the car they let loose
Sounds like the classic case, 
Someone searchin' for that thrill
Road kill......
 

Bridge
Road kill, sounds like such a thrill

Verse 3:
So tonight when you're ridin' 
Down the street
And those two little beady eyes 
You might see
Make a swerve, take the curve, 
Do what you gotta do
To get that thrill
Road kill.........
 

Lyrics by: Scott St. Onges

Verse 1
As I'm walkin' down the street, 
One guess who do I meet
It's the one person I don't want to see
'Cause with you I'm always in trouble 
But she's seen me now,
I can't get away,
She's my body double

Verse 2
A body like the girl in your dreams
Is what she possesses, 
And my heart skips more than one beat
When she undresses
She is such a fox, she blows my fuse
My body double - Oh!

Verse 3
And as we get down to the - Uh
I want you to know that
When we get together
Girl, you're in for a show
And when I take you all the way
To your heart's desires
Ooo ow ow ohhh you're in trouble
 

Guitar Solo

Verse 4 
Now the girl in my dreams, is a reality
I love her so much, she's all I can see
I want you so bad, won't you come home to me
I need all of your love, give it all to me

Verse 5
Ohh, I'm in trouble, Oh my girl
She's my body double Yeah –my body double
She knocks my eyes out – I said - right out
Of their sockets, My body double
 

Lyrics by: Steve Randall

Verse 1
Ridin' down the street tonight
Street sisters left and right
I came to see what I could get
Bet it ain't no cigarette
You're on the street livin' fast
Makin' a livin' shakin' ass
I know it's wrong, 
But tonight it's right
Gonna break your ass 
'til the morning light

Chorus (2x's)
Give me the goods 
I'll give you the cash
Nice and slow baby
Don't make me cum fast

Verse 2
You're lookin' fine, 
You're lookin' sweet
I bet your price isn't cheap
They call me Mr. Rocket, 
But we could make it roll
Just move your ass baby, 
Like the fire in your soul
I know it's wrong, 
But tonight it's right
Gonna break your ass 
'til the morning light
 

Chorus (2x's)
Give me the goods
I'll give you the cash
Nice and slow baby 
Don't make me cum fast

Verse 3
You're on the street livin' fast
Makin' a livin' shakin' ass
You're lookin' fine, you're lookin sweet
I bet your price isn't cheap
I know it's wrong, 
But tonight it's right
Gonna break your ass 
'til the morning light

Chorus (2x's)
Give me the goods
I'll give you the cash
Nice and slow baby 
Don't make me cum fast

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