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Let me give you a full picture of 1993 and it's winter
Here's how it goes down...
I've played with the bullets I've played with the guns
I drank all the whiskey I was nobody's son
I lived life to die and gave a fuck about you
I threw beers at the kids and screamed like I knew
There were my politics
I wrote words on paper that nobody heard
I grabbed you by the collar and let loose on the Mic
My Self Control was non existent my thoughts weren't relevant
Only to me, only to me
I stood for the dance this band was by chance
We all knew, we all knew
Just a kid on the run
We all ran from life itself
Our loss was so rampant it was all we could do
To find a connection, a ladder to you
My views were skewed just tried to stay clear
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Spdgaf
02:31
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Ever since I was a little thirteen year old
I keep getting told that the hardcore mold
To which I need to conform
In itself is kind of crazy, cause to me I always thought
We were supposed to be outside the norm
Being punk used to be a dangerous affair
The wrong hair, the wrong look The wrong thought process,
could have have been a one way ticket to being pushed away
Beaten down and excluded from the youth
That was my birth given right to have
You motherfuckers owe me
Ten years of what?
Fuck that, I never will not do I ever want it back
But now we all have to stare at
The pretty little tattooed mohawked Mercedes driving millionaires
I know want you want to say. why all the hate?
And don't get me wrong it's been my point from the gate
That all I ever really wanted was
Not to get shit thrown at me from cars
Just to walk with my friends
'without getting in fights
Just to finish school
Just to fucking go out at night
It's all dead
It's all safe
Enjoy it now
Because you fucking fakes are too late.
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I Hate
01:28
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The strain from the water in my lungs
I choke from the heat that burns me through
My head can't lift the salt splits my skin
and I scream down to you in the ground
sometimes I walk down roads
covered in a burlap sack
just to want to let you know
I've been to hell and back
in my own thoughts I hunt them down
and with my own eyes I cry it out
alone
and I dream of a sign that says no way through
can't believe all the hate I'm able to use
to see through the fake
Just to open my eyes and wake up
You've sparked this flame
but I don't want his name
and its madam tense
with a strange sixth sense
some day like today
I'll just ;let it go
because there are two right now who need me
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Prank Records San Francisco, California
Hardcore Punk since 1995.
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