1. |
The Decay
01:45
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2. |
Bloodshed
02:07
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Deaf ears to the bullshit,
I'm fucking sick of it.
Feeding off your treachery,
A self-absorbed celebrity
Appalled by your arrogance
Deserving our resentment
Forming nooses with your words,
You're a fucking human turd.
You're a fucking gimmick, you're a fucking fraud
Parade yourself around like you're some kind of god
You're a fucking hypocrite, you're a fucking fake
You’re a fucking serpent, cut the head off the snake
We’re coming to take you down (Bloodshed!)
Bullshit spews from your mouth (Bloodshed!)
We’re coming to take you out (Bloodshed!)
Tear your fucking wall to the ground.
You’re a fucking liar, you’re a fucking cheat
Preaching hate, you can’t escape, the lies and the deceit
Words from your mouth are gospel for the dumb.
Bigotry personified, that’s what you’ve become.
We’re coming to take you out (Bloodshed!)
Bullshit spews from your mouth (Bloodshed!)
We’re coming to take you down (Bloodshed!)
Tear your fucking wall to the ground.
Deaf ears to the bullshit,
I'm fucking sick of it.
Feeding off your treachery,
You’ll never mean shit to me
Appalled by your arrogance
Deserving our resentment
Forming nooses with your words,
You're a fucking human turd.
We’re coming to take you out (Bloodshed!)
Bullshit spews from your mouth (Bloodshed!)
We’re coming to take you down (Bloodshed!)
Tear your fucking wall to the ground. (Bloodshed!)
Bloodshed!
Bloodshed!
Bloodshed!
Bloodshed!!!
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3. |
Carpe Noctem
02:26
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4. |
Atomic High
01:45
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5. |
Now It's a Party!
01:40
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Shitfaced on whisky, feeling fuckin’ frisky
Dude fell down the stairs, broke his neck, no one cares
Rancid on the stereo, blacked out in the snow
Someone pissed on my bed, I feel better got some head
Now it’s a party, squatters and punks
Now it’s a party, time to get drunk
Now it’s a party, house full of drunks
Now it’s a party, GONNA BLOW CHUNKS!
Drunk on Pabst and I just shit my pants
It’s a psychotic episode, an alcoholic overload
At the end of our rope, strung out on dope.
Party rages nonstop.
Neighbors called the cops
Probably my neighbor Joe
Dude’s a fucking dick
Better hide the blow
They kicked the fucking door in, police start storming
Tear gas and hand cuffs, beat with a billy club
Atrocity galore, what more could you ask for?
Bodies on the floor
1,2,3,4
Now it’s a party, House full of cops
Now it’s a party, the beatings won’t stop
Now it’s a party, total onslaught
Now it’s a party, Ready for my mug shot
Thrown in a jail cell, puke is all I smell
Broken nose and bruises, open wounds oozing
Excessive force displayed, outright disarray.
Cops had to let us go, LET’S DO IT AGAIN TOMORROW!
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6. |
27
00:26
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7. |
B-Movie Psycho
02:54
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Sick to Death Portage, Indiana
Hardcore Punk from Northwest Indiana.
We're fast, we're drunk, and we're pissed.
Tony-Vocals/Bass
Jason-Vocals/Guitar
Zack-Drums
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