Don't put your hand near my mouth while I'm eating or you're loosing a finger. Vegan, bloodmouth, it doesn't matter. Eat what you call fun on a fucking
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
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
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
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
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
But what's on the inside doesn't matter. Ripped to shreads.
5 Jocks starting some shit. One by one they eat cement as well as their words. Fucked with the wrong "skater faggot". When my eyes saw those 7 seconds
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.
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
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
Started out as honest dudes, even though your music sucked. Then somewhere along the lines your sense of morals became corrupt. Now you're playing
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
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
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
Ya know what I wish I would see on the streets? A few more skaters, that'd be sweet. Bullshit extreme trends slapped on the shelves quickly making
They broke their edge.