Your bad poetry spews from a glossy insert. What the fuck am I reading? A Shakespearean sonnet 20 pages long or the words of a three chord hardcore
Fuck fake race cars, and fuck their drivers. Their driving me insane. Parking lots filled with trash justifying wasted cash. Your life is a fucking joke
They say that a mind is a terrible thing to waste, and I hate wastes. But I can't stop sitting around as my mind turns to shit, and I don't care. All
How the fuck can you feel alive when you struggle to stand on a 7.5? And what the fuck are you doing this for when your wheel size is less than a 44?
Sucked into another pointless debate about stupid shit to which I can't relate. Apathy's in and I'm blocking you out. Because I've got better shit to
I won't openly admit it but I envy your flawless dance moves. Hardcore inferiority slaps me in the face when you mosh me by. Why wasn't I moshing?
Remembering the days of not too long ago. Up at 1. Jerking off 4 times a day. Sitting on the couch and watching my ass grow. Where the fuck did
A hard posse storms the stage as David Holmes prepares to wage war. But this crew brought their secret weapon - an X'ed up Zeke with a gelled up cut who
Inside jokes that I don't get making me despise your crew. When the bands aren't playing it sounds like I'm at a fucking zoo. Not funny or amusing. Just
I hope when you reach the top you fall and fucking die. Talk the talk. Dress the same. Your act's a fucking lie. Bullshited. Prepackaged. Predictable
Phish and skateboarding is an oxymoron. A rolling disgrace. A slap in the face. A fucking eyesore. I clench my fists because you take no risks.
Did you hear about the new trend? Wearing your hair like an asshole is what's in. Eyeshadow, nailpolish, tight black clothes make me want to stomp
I could have just made a new friend but this record session just wouldn't end. You force conversation every day. Shut your mouth. Get the fuck away
I go for the mosh. You go for something else. With your wealth of hardcore knowledge and your lack of dancefloor pride. Hardcore nerds, we salute
Jesus Christ was nailed to the X but that doesn't mean heaven after true 'til death. I won't support nonsense so I won't support you. When you stage dive
As a band, we joke a lot. We're not as serious as Portraits of Past. But if this 7" gets a bad review, we'll kill you. You've been around for a while
If you ain't shit in high school tag on four more years of pain. Rarely does it feel important. My future's shit down the fucking drain. What the fuck
Punk rock and fashion go together like flies and shit. So we'll always be wondering if our outfit's a hit. But there are a few fucks in the scene
