Lyrics
LIFESTYLES OF THE POOR AND FAMELESS (2007)
FALLING MUCH TOO FAST (2005)
THE 600 CLUB (2003)
LIFESTYLES OF THE POOR AND FAMELESS
SPLIT CD WITH RULE22 (2007)
TRACKS 1-5 RULE22
TRACKS 6-10 SHE LIKES TODD
MY NEW BEST FRIEND
My new best friend is apathy
It seems like nothing's happening
On the road that leads to stagnation
My motivation's wearing thin
I've got no more inspiration
No remote we're stuck on this station
Drinking myself to sleep again,
Just fuels the fire and it burns me in the end.
Wake up still drunk, jump back into routine again.
My best friend won't stop calling me
Let's sit around and watch T.V.
Forget about what you were doing
Burn ten more hours to the sky
Learn how to never even try
Brainwashed by basic cable viewing
I'm out of touch
I don't care to care enough
Me and apathy exist happily in this constant state of so what
And as long as he
Calls up to hang out with me
I'll be numb and spent in my apartment
passing out on the couch waking up at 5pm
DESENSITIZED
How, are we supposed to figure out,
what our lives are all about
In trivial society
Lead, by corruption theft and greed
Values learned watching T.V.
Judge everything externally
Desensitized, Bred to believe
that worth is measured, monetarily
What happened to, the things we do
actions speak loud but these days they don't break
Through, media they spread disease
hypnosis and brainwashing
cycle us back to the machine
programmed so we don't stop buying
lure us in but they're lying
without our money they're dying
Desensitized, raised by T.V.
We're all products of mass advertising
Subliminal, it's criminal
Why can't we see when the scheme's so simple
And it makes me sick
Every word that sticks to the eardrums
of a thousand lives that pulled out the plugs
Who's laughing now
I guess we'll find a way somehow to stand as one
or else crumble like the dust beneath our feet.
Now, modern monarchs have us caught
Enter-trained without a thought
from misdirection that we bought
lost in the static sea burnt out
drawn away from all our doubts
make sure these seeds of change don't sprout
ALL CHANCES PASSED
Main system's overloading
Seems like nothing is going on
Cryogenically, the state my mind is frozen mentally
Routine seems like stagnation
I'm getting tired of waiting here
nothing's happening is life an endless maze that's trapping me
And every day's just like the last
If I don't move I'll be consumed by my doom in the social
collapse
All chances passed, caught by mediocrity
In this system that condemns common men to a
life with no light at the end
Am I back in detention
Forced into self regression I
Drift into a dream, escape from this decomposing scene
Opportunity's dying
and there's no use in denying that
there's no second chance give your all or face the consequence.
THEIR PLAN
You've got to work yourself to death just to get by
Slave to a world that only worships dollar signs
scrimping and saving putting in your 9 to 5
just trying to survive, are you alive
dependency on money forces us to choose
live on the streets or let your whole life be consumed
the middle class don't get to pick the jobs they do
they do what they have to
first life gets hard then you get fucked
white men with money say so what
we're holding them up
by growing up and giving in
we've all been trapped by the system
forced into line, that was their design
It's always been the same story through history
a million peasant propping up the few elite
I want to watch this pyramid crumble to dust
and burn in god we trust
LIFE NOT STYLE
(written by Rule22)
Conformity has shed it's stupid light
On the punk scene and I don't think it's right
When a kid thinks he's punk just because
he wears a studded jacket
I don't even have a clue
as to what it takes to get through to you
don't you know that punk is a lifestyle
you can't purchase rebellion
why don't you just shut up and get out of here
why don't you just grow up and have another beer
unity seems dead to me
without ideals and strength the scene is history
cause the music might still be there
but the scene's all about fashion
FALLING MUCH TOO FAST
Full length self release (2005)
TWO
FACED
one
minute you're fine, but things change quick,
cause
when your friends leave, you turn into a dick,
talking
about them, behind their backs, just there
to
use them, your friendship's just an act. think
about
your words before you say them, it's so
frustrating
listening to you, sick of hearing your
complaining,
don't you have anything else to do, all
you
do fucking whine day in and day out, why don't
you
just shut your mouth. you're only looking, out for
yourself,
I couldn't ever rely on you for help, I know
that
I act, the same way to you, but I know that when,
you
leave you do it too.
BAD
FORTUNE
well
a long long time ago I thought I knew who the
hell
you were, you were everything I wished I had but
nothing
in return, we would play all kinds of games
and
pray to god they'd never end, you would love me
one
day next you don't, I had nothing to defend me.
and
all through those sleepless nights, I was an old
man
losing my mind, no matter what I'd do I couldn't
lose
what I felt for you, but I've had it you see, don't
you
come anywhere near me, cause I'm sick and tired
of
all the lies, scandals, and bygones, yes I've had it
you
see, just stay the fuck away from me, cause we've
tried
this before and if we try anymore, I'm pretty sure
that
I'll blow up and die. as I look back on the times
when
I felt I should have cried, I remember exactly why
it
was, that I did not die, you were too much to handle
too
much to take, tried to hurt me but I didn't burn,
cause
the one who has the bad fortune is the one who
finally
learns, well I've had it you see, why don't you
come
closer to me, cause my heart is filled with sharp
edges
to slice your lying hands on, yes I've had it you
see,
just stay the fuck away from me, cause we've
tried
this before and if we try anymore, I'm pretty sure
that
I'll blow up and die, that I'll blow up and die.
UNDER
THE MASK
I
thought I used to know exactly who you were, but
now
I’m so confused, like someone else is in your
shoes,
what happened to the kid who had fun all the
time,
each time that I see you, I see your face don’t
recognize
who you are everything’s changed, full of
yourself
and lame, liar, conceded, you’re the only
person
you needed, and things can never be the
same,
cause I’ve seen how you rearranged all your
priorities
everything’s out of line, you’re not the
same
kid that I knew, I don’t even recognize you, It
seems
your mask has come unglued, and now I see
the
real you, and now I see what’s real, now your
disguise
is gone and your colors are true, you’ll only
help
someone, if it helps you more when you’re done
I
remember a time things didn’t seem this way but it
was always you, under the mask I couldn’t tell who
BOOSTY
AND BOB
bob
lets boosty control her life, but she can't let
him
go, he says no hanging out all night, but boosty's
a
bum so, she'll go to work all day, while he sits home
and
wastes away, getting fatter when nothing
matters
cause bob takes care of everything for him,
what
do you know, they're fighting in their room again,
what
do you know, when they come out they always
just
pretend, like nothing happened, and everything is
fine,
do you think we're fucking blind. bob, why don't
you
just let boosty go, it seems like he's ruining your
life,
bob, I really fucking hope you know, that he won't
ever
treat you right. boosty won't ever get a job, cause
he's
a lazy fuck, he'll just keep mooching off of bob,
until
she's had enough, she'll kick him out the door,
and
if he comes back for more, me and all my friends
are here, and no one ever liked you anyway.
MR.
CLEAN
he
walked around drug free, never smoked nicotine,
we
called him Mr. Clean not anymore, he’s coming
home
and I’m sure that he’s getting drunk tonight,
goodbye
to sober days, and welcome to the blaze,
reality’s
a haze, stumbling through doors, his eyes
are
glazed he’s on the floor and everything’s alright,
and
it’s all cause he’s twenty one, that’s when the
drinking
all begun, now he does shrooms and he
smokes
weed, shit he’s a druggie just like me. think
back
when we were kids, the only drugs we did,
no-doze
and Mr. pibb, just what happened, became
the
legal age now he’s crashing on the bathroom
floor,
now he acts just like me, can’t find sobriety,
cause
alcohol and weed blind his vision, and Mr.
Clean
is on a collision, with a liquor store
NO
I IN TEAM
sometimes
I wish, that I could fall asleep, and dream
a
million dreams, never open my eyes to see a world
that
clearly seems, to be out for itself, to exist of off
greed,
to never help another mother fucking human
being,
and it always seems, they won’t play for the
team,
they clip you from behind, and buy off the
referee,
and if they ever shared the wealth, they’d say
there’d
be less for themselves, it’s not the way it’s
supposed
to be, I don’t know why you dicks can’t see,
what
you’ve become, you sit up on your throne, like a
god
amongst men, worth only what you own, money
could
be your only friend, cause you’re out for yourself,
and
all you know is greed, but just like everyone else
when
you fall you fucking bleed
BLIND
HYPOCRISY
it's
a fortunate man, who walks a straight line, while
trying,
not to give in, not to live as something, not to
give
up nothing, not nowhere to begin, when blank
stares
are all you see, what is this thing they call,
blind
hypocrisy, no fucking wonder, I'm caught up in
your
blunder, a storage of failure, comes knocking
once
again, and then I saw, I heard the final flaw, and
with
the tires burning, we all just stopped learning,
there's
just no chance, we're falling much too fast,
no
cure can I see, when society has the disease, here
we
go again, it's just the same old song, it's been
going
on too long, but what are we gonna do, peace
through
animosity, this is classified as, blind
hypocrisy,
it drags us under, beneath bursting bombs’
great
thunder, we pledge allegiance, to pain and
misery
in the end, there is a chance, to make
solutions
start to last, and the cure that I see, it
starts
with them but ends with you and me.
JUMP
ROPE OLYMPICS
THE
NINE O’CLOCK NEWS-ENCE
people
just keep pissing me off, cause everyone’s
to
busy biting their fingernails, only worried bout
what
they want, this mentality’s causing society to
fail,
and still i wonder, do they see the big
picture
at
all, we’re going under, it should be all for one
not
one gets all, or we all fucking fall,
everything i
see
on the news, focuses on a bunch of assholes
and
stupid shit, no information i could use pick
politicians
based on their views not who looks
best,
sit
back and watch it all fall down, televised straight
to
your safe town sit back and watch it all fall down..
celebrities
and t.v. shows, scare tactics sport
reports
for at least an hour or so, only say what you
want
to know, breaking news i’m confused i saw this
three
weeks ago
TOO
MANY TIMES
you
set yourself up way too many times, with all the
warning
signs, right in front of you, you still decline
to
believe that things aren’t working out, she’s all
you
care about, you’re happy now depression comes
in
time, you better get your head out of your ass,
and
take a look around cause something’s missing,
perhaps
a happy end, she fucked you over but you
still
crawl back, you try to fix the cracks, forget about
the
slutty way she acts, after downing six or seven
brews,
she flirts in front of you, when she cheated you
didn’t
get a clue, just look where you’re beginning,
you’ll
never end up winning you’ll just make the same
mistakes,
how long’s it gonna take till sense starts
sticking,
the clock’s still fucking ticking but it’s just
about
to break, you’re out of time and locked into
your
fate, when it’s all over I hope that you see, it
wasn’t
meant to be, but you’ll probably think that
she’s
all you need, cry for months unhappy and
depressed,
strung out a fucking mess, do you still
think
that you know the best?
CASA
DEL FILTH
I’ve
been at work all day, when i get home it makes me
wish
I’d stayed, it smells like shit in here, from
stale
smoke
and all my half filled beers, my room’s a fucking
mess,
there’s bubble gum stuck underneath my desk,
the
food is turning green, i
wonder will my house ever
be
clean, the stench still lingers in the air, my roommate
doesn’t
seem to care, the sink is overflowed with dishes
from
six months ago, i feel so consumed, flies took over
my
living room, don’t know if i can cope, i hold my breath
so
i don’t choke, i try to take a nap, but my bed’s buried
underneath
my crap, then walking down the hall, is like
avoiding
ten more obstacles, each time i start to
clean,
it’s
like the shit all flies back magically, i can’t take
anymore
my feet are sticking to the kitchen floor, my
room’s
a fucking mess, nothing to do about it, so i guess
GOOD
TO GO
whoa,
she’s going out tonight, she turns out her
light
and then she’s gone, whoa, she’s going down
the
block, her trigger’s locked she’s like a bomb
whoa,
she’s going down the street to find some guy
she’ll
meet, she’s gonna put him on his back whoa,
she’s
betting on her luck, she’s ready to fuck she’s
got
a condom in her panty strap SHE’S GOOD TO GO
whoa,
has a shot of J.D., the next guy she sees will
have
some fun, whoa, they come in two and three’s,
and
then slap high fives when they’re done, whoa,
she
thinks she’s really fierce, she’s got her nipples
pierced,
she’s gonna show them to everyone, whoa,
when
she wakes in the morn, it looks like a cheap
porn,
she’s the ho all covered in cum
HANGING
WITH CID
I
hung out with cid yesterday, met at Steve’s house
what
can I say, cid’s the kind of guy that always gets
out
of control, insomniac talking all night, stays up
till
he sees the daylight, the kind of chaos he
insights,
hit’s all my friends like a ton of bricks,
cause
that kids a trip, start a fire with Zak’s door,
dirt
and cereal cover the kitchen floor, breaking
bottles
I’m not bored every night is a riot hanging
with
cid for sure, brain drain insane no control,
liquid
life drinking your soul, whenever cid and I
hang
out, we always take the scenic route, watched
the
beaten path collapse so I’ll follow cid’s lead, he
acts
like he knows where to go, but destination’s
still
unknown, across the world but still at home,
everywhere
nowhere where can I be, it’s mind
traveling,
think I’m done but there’s still more,
go
to Chicago walk down to the lake shore,
breaking
bottles I’m not bored every night is a riot
hanging
with cid for sure
THE 666 HUNDRED CLUB
LEECH
Close your eyes, you little scar of mine
I realize that you are not a
part of my life
Used to be, cut that made my
heart bleed
But now I’m moving on a
brand new fucking life
Close your arms, don’t
cause anymore harm
I’ve walked away now and
I’m not falling back again
A disease, or leech that
makes me bleed
Sucking out my life but it is
really just a part of me
I saw this friend of mine
Stuck on this girl so blind
I saw myself in him
And I won’t give in anymore
Fall asleep, you little storm
so weak
You’ll never rain on, me
I’m inside by the fire
Rest your head, stars like
our lives spoon fed
I realize once again that it
is not you but just a part of me
KRISTEN
It’s been four months since you left me
I still pretend it’s not
real
That your home in bed still
sleeping
That you’ve somehow been
re-healed
Sometimes I dream that
you’re with me
But when I wake up you’re
gone
I remember what you went
through
One day you’re fine one day
so long
I remember all the good times
that we shared
And I wish that you were here
But I’ll always hold you in
my heart and in my mind
The last time, that I ever
saw your face
I held your hand and sat down
by your side
And when you, got to tired to
stay awake
You fell asleep and I kissed
you goodbye
Now I close my eyes half
dreaming
That you’re standing by my
side
But I blink and you’re not
with me
That part inside me has
re-died
AUTOGRAPH
STILL A KID
Well I’m getting tired of growing up
There’s nothing left to
bitch about
Responsibility, keeps me on
edge
My social system’s falling
down
There’s no one left that
hangs around
Well I’m still a kid,
walking along the line
And I’m still a kid, but
I’m running out of time
I’ve walked up to the edge
of the mountain, like life, it’s all downhill from here
Don’t want to leave, I
still got tricks up my sleeve, but I feel the avalanche
What kept us all together
this long?
What keeps trying to pull us
apart?
I’m still just a kid, you
all keep growing up, and that’s something I can’t stand for
Now all of my friends are
leaving, to let the whole world lead their lives
It’s funny how, I’m
acting like a kid right now, when the whole worlds falling down
on me
SOMETHING IN COMMON
THE 600 CLUB
Closed my eyes Thursday, why
does it have to be this way
You made my world so hard, I
wish I could just hear you say
I’m with you forever, no
matter what I say or do
But you’re already gone,
and I won’t get to be with you tomorrow
Sitting on the edge of the
world, I’m walking on angels’ wings
And now my angel’s flown
away, and I’ve been falling ever since
She still flies in my dreams,
from up on high down by my side
A fist of wrath that holds me
down, walls closing in from all around me
Remember the summer, playing
football in your backyard
The best times of my life,
spin you round to see your smile
I’ll know it forever, now
that it’s gone it’s in my mind
Sitting on the steps where
the 600 club wasted all my time
UGH!
GILLIGAN SYNDROME
CHARLIE'S SONG
It doesn’t seem like, 3
fucking years went by
Of playing music, and having
the best times
Rocking in basements, playing
for all my friends
My way of living, I hope it
never ends
I remember when, we called
our band lost cause
Justin and Jess listened in
my garage just cause
Trying to get gigs, and
always getting no’s
Taking my break at work to
play our very first show
To all our friends, and
anyone who cares,
Thanks for support, and the
good times we shared
And for hard times, to help
to get through those
But this one goes out to
Charlie, for singing every
Whoa oh oh oh oh, oh whoa oh
oh, whoa oh oh oh oh
I’m seventeen now and
things are still the same
Having a blast with my
friends everyone else thinks I’m lame
Rocking in basements, singing
all the time
Writing shitty fucking songs
that barely ever rhyme
20 MINUTES
She came down from above, I
was sitting down below
I looked into her eyes, awoke
my dormant feelings
She sat down by my side, and
my troubles faded away
But when she said goodbye,
she only left in person
She snuck into my mind, I
think about her all the time
I think that we were meant,
to stand here side by side
Cause when I’m holding her,
I really feel alive
Ever since I met her,
everything’s looking better
Knowing she’s there for me,
makes me anxious for tomorrow
It’s summer out and
you’re so far away
On the telephone, it just
ain’t the same
Three towns over, 20 minutes
out of reach
And now the clouds are
rolling over my, sunshine in the sky
Alone but you’re here in my
mind
Sat home all last Saturday,
watching the rain hit the ground
Knowing that things would be
much better, if you were around
WHEN WE'RE OLDER
BURNED AWAY
It’s ten o’clock on a Monday night
We’re all together and
everything’s alright
Just hanging out having good
times
Sitting on the back porch
seeing what the night will find
But we all burn our lives
away
Behind closed doors our minds
already made
And for anything it’s worth
I realize you’re hurt
But the choice is mine and
I’ll burn my mind till it’s ashes in the dirt
Eva, I can’t believe ya,
put up with the shit you have to
And I just wanted to say,
that I’m sorry, for the shit that I put you through
It’s three a.m. I’m in a
daze
Bloodshot eyes smoke filled
lungs I went up in a blaze
It’s your disposition not
mine
You think that it’s fucked
up I’m fucked up I think it’s fine
ALONE AND COLD
It’s cold out, so much
colder inside me
I’m locked up, I can’t
let anything free
Can’t see you, but I need
you more and more
So empty, I feel like I could
shatter any second
You’re all that keeps me
warm
It’s been so long since
I’ve had a friend
Someone who really
understands
Not just someone who likes to
pretend
It’s been so long since
I’ve had a friend
I wish I wasn’t sick
tonight
I really need to talk to you
You make it easier to cry
Locked up, you’re all the
way across town
So frozen, my heart shattered
on the ground
Where are you, you’re the
only one I trust
I need you, I’m not afraid
to cry when I’m in your presence
I’m sorry that I’m not
alive
P.S.
It’s 2:25, she’s home in her bed
I saw her tonight, she’s still in my head
Alone by my light, that girl
has got me
But I still don’t know if
that’s what she sees
I remember the first time,
that we kissed
Intoxicated sitting in that
chair together
Longing for you, for quit
awhile
I wish that our moment could
last, for the rest of our lives
It’s 2:49, I can’t fall
asleep
I wish she was here, laying
next to me
She’s so far away, but she
stole my night
But if she was here, everything would be alright