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Rebuild the World
Someone needs to pour some chlorine in the gene pool
The population is turning to waste
Our selfless acts are overheating the atmosphere that keeps us safe
We need to find ourselves new meaning
Find ourselves a common thread
There’s an end to where we are headed so we need to start again
Cut from a Different Thread
You only say what you like
Coz people like what you say
If or when they open their eyes
You’ll end up the one who pays
I don’t share your opinions
Nor do I like your views
We’re cut from a different thread
You couldn’t walk far in my shoes
We’re cut from a different thread
You’ve got no family values
You’ve got no real appeal
You can’t do whatever you like
Whenever the fuck you feel
I don’t share your opinions
Nor do I like your views
We’re cut from a different thread
You couldn’t walk far in my shoes
Stories Untold
It’s a metaphor my mind is like a circus
Individual, nobody knows their purpose
Extreme circumstances, a life taken to appease the masses
I’ll find my place another time.
It all started with a critical mass
A new spark from a burnt out match
It was time for something new
Rushed in to an untold story
Questions to be asked but no answers to be told
Story of the ages always too young to be old
I’ll make my own mistakes see things I’ve never seen before
I’ll find my place another time
Victimised
I may be a lot of things but I aint you
The looks of deception, show the truth
I face my demons, one at a time
I will destroy, this body, this mind
This soul is mine; it’s broken past, the reputation I face
Come first light, I’ll be free, can you tell yourself the same
Take a step back, can you see the path you left behind
You’re not as proud as you seem to be
Stop this preaching, it’s all just lies
You’re starting to believe the bullshit in your mind
Now the problem is the ones you’ve left behind
You’ve kill their hopes, destroyed their homes now you’ve got nowhere to hide
Not the Same as Me
Little time has passed us by
But now I think time has expired
It's time to start again x 2
At first you thought we were the same
You played along to all my games
But now it's lost its fun x 2
It didn't take too long to work you out
Now I know there is no doubt
Our friendship, it will have to end
And it will never start again
You're not the same as me!
Our similarities were too few
Our differences kept showing through
It's time to start again x 2
Opposites sometimes attract
And sometimes help you interact
But now it's lost its fun x 2
It didn't take too long to work you out
Now I know there is no doubt
Our friendship, it will have to end
And it will never start again
Hit the Bottom
Another lonely night so I’ll hit the scotch
The TV’s on, but I don’t know what to watch
Oh, my head starts spinning
No, my ears are ringing
So, I go to get another shot of scotch
My glass is empty, so I’ll drink from the bottle
Now I know, I have hit the bottom
The surface seems too far to return to
Might as well just stay at the bottom
Its half past four and I wake up face down on the floor
My glass is empty all I feel is that I want some more
Oh, my head starts spinning
No, my ears are ringing
So, I go to get one last shot of scotch
Waste of Time
How can I find the time, if time cannot find me?
I work every fucking day, so when can I be free?
I know you’re going to waste my time
So if you see me you can pass me by
And don’t come asking me to help you out
Coz I don’t have time to listen to your shit
Don’t waste my time!
I don’t have time to listen to your shit
You’re not worth my time coz my time isn’t cheap
You’d just waste my time, I’d rather be asleep
There’s only one thing you should do
Coz I’ve thought about it through and through
And don’t come asking me to help you out
Coz I don’t have time to listen to your shit
Burning Houses
Staring out a broken window
Out the back of a broken rent house
The grass out back had over taken
The path that led out to the alleyway behind
There’s a hole in the wall behind me
The carpets ripped and torn to pieces
The cracks in the window sill keep drawing my attention
I light a match and fill the place with flames
Something got a hold of me
I thought the fire would set me free
I burnt that fucker to the ground
There’s nothing left I thought I’d found
A way out of this misery
But the first time didn’t satisfy
I look out at the sky above me
The grass is wet underneath my feet
There’s little light but I know it’s right in front of me
I swing my knife a slit the creatures’ throat
I feel the blood flowing through my fingers
It warms my skin, sends a shiver down my spine
I think I’ve finally found the solution
Ending life is what satisfies me
Immoral Agenda
I lift my head and open my eyes, as I stare at the darkened sky
I hear the screams of those you killed; your empty void was never filled
You try to was your sweaty hands, but the blood still remains
You try to run and hide, but the story stays the same
Now when the lock clicks shut and you’re staring through the bars
It’s only now you realise, you could see it in the stars
But now the only sky you see is concrete, mould and misery
The regret you have still eats away, and keeps on going day after day
You lay your head down every night; you close your eyes, hide from the light
But we all know you’re still around, your hate flows through the very ground
You stole from those who needed most, you raped the land, destroyed the coasts
The company thanked you for your work, enjoyed the fact you are a jerk
So now you sit alone rotting in your cell
Wondering what’s happened to those you thought you knew so well
A moment of intolerance, they left you all alone
To fall flat on your face as they go safely home
Bright Future
Nothing in life comes easy, things you want most are hardest to get
When you think you know the truth, you find it’s all just a lie
So put your best foot forward, don’t ever look behind
Think about the choices in front of you; make sure they’re right in your mind
Don’t follow someone else’s footsteps, unless their shoes are your size
It’s ok for you to make mistakes, as long as you learn and don’t make them twice
In the end it is just a game, but you’re playing until the end
And there are answers you will want to find out, to questions you don’t know
Well I don’t see a bright future; I don’t see any point to this
You’ve lost all your direction, but I guess your ignorance is bliss
I see no point in helping, coz you don’t want to help your self
So think about your options, and people other than yourself
Nothing in life comes easy, things you want most are hardest to get
When you think you know the truth, you find it’s all just a lie
In the end it is just a game, but you’re playing until the end
And there are answers you will want to find out, to questions you don’t know
The Undercarded
My mind is heavy with disappointments
The weight of the world is pressing down
The pressure builds no escape from past moments
Leaves no choice; go round for round.
Blow by blow, I’ve taken a beating
Standing tall after my debts have been paid
Am I getting stronger or is the weight lifting
Now I can see, coz I’ve got it made.
Pull me up, push me down, I’ll get up to stand my ground
Pull me up, Push me down
Each and every day this grip will loosen
Seven in years in hell for no crime made
I’ve seen the other side and laughed in its face
Don’t get me wrong, each day it hurt
This shitty feeling is releasing its grip
Each and every day I gain my ground
The struggle remains but my strength has grown
Throw in the towel, fuck it I’ve won.
Not a Game
I hear your voice in the back of my mind
I see your face every time I close my eyes
I fill with hate at the thought of you
And all the shit you’ve put me through
Your teary eyes don’t mean a thing, it’s not the same; it’s not the same
Your broken heart won’t change a thing, you are to blame; you are to blame
The ignorance you seem to bring it’s such a shame, it’s such a shame
This hateful state I’m in again, is not a game to me
The empty void that’s been left in my mind
Has been replaced by hate filled memories of you
And now I know exactly who you are
I have to say I am ashamed I ever met you
[Bridge]
You’ve made mistakes, don’t apologise, it’s far too late to take back your lies
You’re old enough, you should have known better
Left Behind
And so it starts all over again, I fill with anguish
My temper soars; I lose control and forget what I have done
There may be things that I have said, that you will find to be untrue
It’s not to say that I don’t care, just that I don’t care as much as you
I’m moving on so I don’t get left behind
Why can’t you see things aren’t the way they’re meant to be?
How can you continue on through this constant misery?
I don’t intend to hurt your feelings but my intentions aren’t thought through
It’s not to say that I don’t care, just that I don’t care as much as you
Disjointed
There’s a subset, of my life that’s got me thinking
And I know that there are mistakes that we’re all making
But I’ll give back, all the lessons that I’m learning
But you don’t do that, you just take everything for you.
Take a step back, look at the history of mankind
You can see the pathways the others left behind
It seems to me the past leaders were all blind
The best of the best have fallen to their deaths.
Why are we so disjointed?
But there’s one thing, in my life that keeps me going
And I can bet that things will forever keep on changing
And if I look back on the past I’ll keep on thinking
If there were good times, then they are bound to happen again
I can’t seem to find a greater inspiration
I look in the mirror, I see my desperation
And I’ll give back everything I’ve ever taken
I’m ashamed of it, but that’s my destination
96
Whatever happened to the shows I used to go to
It seems the bands have changed, the venues and the faces
The attitude is not the same, the passion has been lost
Every band just sounds the same, the industry pays their costs
What’s your price?
It’s not about how much money you can swallow
Or about how many people you’ve made to follow
It’s always been about the music and the people
And giving back everything it has given to you.
Bette Davis Eyes
Her hair is hallow gold; Her lips a sweet surprise
Her hands are never cold; She’s got Bette Davis eyes
She’ll turn her music on you; You won’t have to think twice
She’s pure as New York snow; She’s got Bette Davis eyes
And she’ll tease you, she’ll unease you, all the better just to please you
She’s precocious and she knows just what it takes to make a pro blush
She’s got Gretta Garbo standard size, she’s got Bette Davis eyes
She’ll let you take her home; It whets her appetite
She’ll lay you on the throne; She’s got Bette Davis eyes
She’ll take a tumble on you; Roll you like you were dice
Until you come up blue; She’s got Bette Davis eyes
She’ll expose you, when she snows you, hope you feed from the crumbs she throws
you
She’s ferocious, and she knows just what it takes to make a pro-blush
All the boys think she’s a spy she’s got Bette Davis Eye’s
And she’ll tease you, she’ll unease you, all the better just to please you
She’s precocious and she knows just what it takes to make a pro blush
All the boys think she’s a spy she’s got Bette Davis Eye’s
Peoples Greed
Time is quicker than you realise
Memories of hate filled regret
These things are better than a new TV set
People’s greed will be our demise
You wake up to another listless day
You do your job but never in a good way
The masses do what the machine says
Blinded by your wants, possessions and pay
Your live your life in your own waste
While nature struggles is pissed and disgraced
A good idea exploited; remnants we taste
But the question remains is it too late?
The Demotion of Self-Destruction
So many problems facing you every day...
another issue prompting you to feel dismay!
So many questions flowing through your little head;
But now the question is “do you think you’re better off dead?”
But it’s just a metaphor, something for you to think about
Not a task to follow through, nothing to give you ideas
There’s many pages in your book, that are left for your to fill
And short stories don’t have an epic ending
Another euphemism, but not a simple analogy
There’s so much for you to do, and so much for you to see
You have to read through all the rules, find ones that matter most
Apply them not just to yourself, but everybody else!
You don’t need my help to destroy yourself
No time for listening to anyone else
Everybody’s got their own fucking problems
You’re not the only one to live in discontent
Everybody’s got their own fucking problems
You’ve wasted so much of your life up to this day.
But there’s no reason for you to feel dismay!
The questions that are always running through your head;
won’t be answered if you keep getting misled!
But it’s just a metaphor, something for you to think about
Not a task to follow through, nothing to give you ideas
There’s many pages in your book, that are left for your to fill
And short stories don’t have an epic ending
Another euphemism, but not a simple analogy
There’s so much for you to do, and so much for you to see
You have to read through all the rules, find ones that matter most
Apply them not just to yourself, but everybody else!
You don’t need my help to destroy yourself
No time for listening to anyone else
Everybody’s got their own fucking problems
You’re not the only one to live in discontent
Everybody’s got their own fucking problems
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