1. |
Silence
02:58
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pigs point, cock, and shoot
wring remnants of youth
flesh and bone, bygones
claimed on graves lifelong
violence is all they know
malice rounds out the mold
drawing ire from all sides
living in hell, we toe the line
pigs backstroke in shit
terse benchmarks remiss
under duress they pry
hosts, unhinged, awry
to protect and to serve
to dictate and abuse
you made me what i am
you made me hate you
one more gang of hooves and snouts
ten more fires to be put out
and when they preach their violence
that’s when we pray for silence
we tell ourselves that we feel fine
living in hell we toe the line
and when they preach their violence
that’s when we pray for silence
chest puffed out, yet quick to comply
living in hell we toe the line
and when they preach their violence
that’s when we pray for silence
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2. |
Rebuild
03:11
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things start building up
can’t start breaking down
silence keeps casting doubt
ahead must be coming now
fear drives the covenant
that never really gave a shit
it’s aversion or stupidity
pleasure or antipathy
four walls are closing in
same story over again
things weren’t so different then
and we won’t give in
mind the numbers coming out
panicked faces fill the crowd
standing on just one foot
taking back what they took
consider all that’s been lost
paid the price but not the cost
return, restore, rebuild, renew
rituals that we can’t lose
and still we won’t give in
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3. |
Brutality
02:20
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anxiety and fear
a cocktail we’ve been taking
since you’ve cut us to the core
the stale routine
that we’re anticipating
somehow breaks us so much more
you keep saying all this shit about us
and it trails us to our homes
rock stars in our heads
pop stars in our bones
we don’t know where it ends
brutality
we’re so frustrated
brutality
you’ve set us up to fail
brutality
we’re self abasing
brutality
shame and self doubt
an army we’ve been shaking
as we face each passing day
disillusionment
and self medicating
seems to be the only way
to mute the stock
put into your opinions
you support only in name
rock stars in our heads
pop stars in our veins
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4. |
Crisis
03:19
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we’ve staved off peace
to see another crisis
been wrong for a long time now
but that’s how we like it
low hanging fruit keeps us fed
but surely it won’t last
a provisional means to an end
a thought we just can’t grasp
this ain’t no crisis
makes no sense to me
we often think
without thinking at all
we take what we want
never learning how to fall
cause we got what we deserved
but not what we wanted
who really wins?
when the future’s left stunted
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5. |
Glory
04:33
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culled from the faction
authentic and mundane
a penchant for submission
never quite explained
primitive in theory
proximate and crude
a parable of malady
white and blue
talk about liberty
what does it mean?
provisional freedom
unkempt and unclean
am I awake?
or am I asleep?
imprisoned within
what is left of me
knock down, drag out
face down in mud
chewed up, spit out
this can’t be won
cannon fodder
lights out for you
death in the air
we’re not the same
glued to the past
we place this game
blind allegiance
let that flag wave
pulled from the action
pathetic and sun stained
a merchant for attrition
never more ashamed
images of glory
obstinate and skewed
a burial of tragedy
of light subdued
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6. |
Crazy
02:16
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1950’s / I don’t care
1960’s they’re unaware
1970’s a teenage blitzkrieg
hypnotized by the end
of the century
they’re going crazy
they’re going wild in the streets
youthful opposition
to a society in need
1960’s / I don’t care
1970’s / they’re unprepared
1980’s / they’ve got no class
some jerks who said they had
the world up their ass
1960’s / still don’t care
1970’s / laid to bare
1980’s / the time was right
hastened by the sound
of razors in the night
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7. |
Delusion
02:42
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regiment routine
more of the same old thing
always backpedaling
from a nightmarish dream
I can’t help but think
I’m the only one that sees
that i’m lost that i’ve drowned
and i really gotta get away
i feel better
when i feel worse
i feel better
when i get what i deserve
when you try
it never works
everyone laughs
at those chewed up words
well i tried to stuff it down
but it would not budge
well i lied when i said
nobody needs love
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8. |
Retribution
03:28
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we trusted you
state of grace
an ideal you embrace
the weight of history
it only serves their aims
you close your eyes
try to escape
you had a chance to change it
but now it’s too late
they talk of law and order
the cost of being safe
you looked the other way
you talk of pride and honor
then surrender like a child
have you nothing else to say?
today at four / they’re kicking down your door
10 years of misery you can’t hide anymore
you close your eyes / but it’s too late
you had the chance to change it / one chance to escape
they talk of blood and valor
a farce that seals your fate
the memories just fade
you act on spite and instinct
put the whole world on trial
through a lens ten shades of grey
they talk of power and glory
which only breeds more hate
you just turn tail to flee the fray
you reek of shame and despair
but still you fan the flames
you wouldn’t have it any other way
you’re rotting out / you’re running scared
you’re feeling scorned / your cross is bared
your empty carcass is refuge for the meek
you’re feeling broken / we’re getting bored
it’s everything that you’ve ignored
that’s brought you right here
to this place on your knees
we trusted you
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9. |
Dummy
02:57
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it’s stagnant but
somehow still moves
looks ironclad
but easily bruised
it’s stubborn and
coming unglued
just a beachside
backslide in plain view
it’s falling off
into vacant space
a checkered flag
without having a race
it’s closure on
that coffin parade
just a dark mass
car crash face to face
we’re gonna form ranks
we’re standing
at the edge of the world
it’s shallow breath
to stoke the flame
like setting sight
without taking aim
it’s standing idle
but expecting change
just a reticence impediment
of coming age
we’re all drawn blank
and given keys to the world
fresh faced cherubs
with our brows unfurled
but we’re the parasite
that spawns the pearl
just an excess
accessed unfit burl
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10. |
Mania
02:47
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everything is nothing when
you’re married to the past
nothing is something
when you make it last
i’m putting it all
on the floor tonight
humiliation and misery
paranoia in the streets today
it’s not so bad for me
paranoia in the streets again
it’s got real bad for me
paranoia in the streets tonight
what do you want from me?
paranoia in the streets again
i’m losing sleep
i need your help
i need your positivity
i’ve fallen off because of
something i think someone did to me
i did it all to myself
fell into old routines
humiliation and misery
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FORM RANK Los Angeles, California
Hailing from the ever-fertile punk landscape of the San Fernando Valley, FORM RANK's brand of American Oi! and early '80s style melodic hardcore pays homage to its roots with freight-train guitar riffs, plodding drums, politically & socially-driven lyrics, and anthemic melodies that will have you shouting along by the second chorus. ... more
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