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Death Sentence - Suffer
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We all have foreseen
What does it mean to be 18?
It doesn't mean a thing to me
These hollow walls will break your fall
You'll always have a home with me
So even when you're breaking down or shaking at your knees
If I feel deceived, robbed of mind and body, without a path to lead
and I won't succeed, then I hope I'm buried underneath Byrd Street.
I can't stand the way I am.
I miss my innocence
I miss it.
If I don't succeed, then I hope I'm buried underneath Byrd Street
How can I feel the way I used to feel?
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This is where I've always been, so why does it suddenly not feel like home? Every time I think of how I've spent my life, there is nothing that I can be proud of. Not able to make my own decisions, not able to choose my own path. Everything was set in stone for me - my destiny is not my own. I didn't ask for you to take care of me. I don't need you anymore. You take me for granted. I can't be who I want to be.
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Taunted by demons that once possessed me
they hang over my head and call out my name
they have imprinted in my mind
their own filty habits
the prayers of my past
the scriptures and verses I've left them behind
the fear still inside of me is just a residue
of suppression for their name sake
separate their thoughts from mine
pull apart the walls of my mind
never will i be controlled by what i've left behind
Fighting with demons that once possessed me
battling with my own uncertainty
wading through superstitions
a long road lies ahead
to take back the prayers and offerings
i gave up so ignorantly
they've chastised me all of my life
no longer will they have a say
separate their thoughts from mine
pull apart the walls of my mind
never will i be controlled by what i've left behind
taking back my prayers and offerings
to finally cut off the pain and suffering
Unlearn rethink rebuild
Until ive cleansed myself
of all the wickedness they've left inside
blasphemy saved me
irreverence is my only peace
ive paid the wages of faith
I bare it's scars
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Vice - False Reality
02:10
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you can turn your back on the movement
but you can't take back control
the blood you shed
was all in vain
it was all we did just for respect
what the fuck were you thinking?
what thought ran through your head?
I remember when you gave your oath and you said, "for life"
But you're not fucking dead.
How do you live with your disgrace?
Now I can't trust anything you say
Never in 15 years have I ever doubted this
Not even for a moment
Nothing, no one, no thought, can take me from this cause
Losing sight, nothing is incompetent
Nothing ever changes
Except you
Don't try to back yourself up
That's who you said you were
What
are you trying to be?
You've made a mockery of everything I'm made of
and there will be no compassion for traitors
no compassion for traitors
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