SEVEN DAYS OF SAMSARA

live on WNYU 7"

"LEFT, RIGHT, LEFT, YOURE TOOTHLESS."
dead on his front porch. dead in his grave. and you home in your bed. i hope you feel safe. like a frieght train and youre tied to the tracks. when you see me, know im coming straight for you. forty one bullets and nineteen hit their mark. do not close your eyes or ill staple them shut just like you did to the eyes of justice, of revenge, some you uphold and some you bend. do not close your fucking eyes. pacifist? well heres a tip. hospital bills are not enough. you proved my point. with his head up to the curb. your bullshit excuse is all i heard. you proved my point. never enough. VIOLENCE. PLAIN AND SIMPLE. FROM THE COPS AND AMADOU DIALLO TO MIDWESTERN HARDLINERS. ITS EVERYWHERE AND IM SICK OF IT. HOW DID FIGHTING BECOME COOL? WHY DO KIDS BRING BASEBALL BATS TO SHOWS? WHY IS HATRED ACCEPTABLE? WITHOUT SOUNDING TOO POSI, WHERE IS THE UNITY?

BURY YOUR HEAD
as our sun sets im stuck here with regret waiting for the sky to fall down to crush my heart and everything that surrounds. at night, im too afraid too afraid to turn on the light to see this lonliness my existance has become and i say that i know its not my fault and youre the one whos really missing out but i dont believe it. you lye in bed with your smile so wide so wide it brightens up the sky. i close my eyes. you wipe my tears away as you say "is everything going to be alright?" how could everything be alright when i wake up shaking in the night. when the cat that i love has got my tongue. words on the run. as our sun sets...THIS SONG CAN BE ABOUT A MILLION DIFFERNT THINGS. I WROTE IT AS A BAND THAT I HAD BEEN IN FOR THREE YEARS HAD DECIDED TO CALL IT QUITS. THE SONGS NOT ENTIRELY ABOUT THE DEMISE OF THE BAND, BUT ITS A GOOD STARTING POINT.

"TEAR DOWN THE POWER LINES"
baseball bat, not quicker than a bb gun but with a flip of a switch we could get them both done. out with the lights. cuz its time we enjoy the night. because "the night time is the best time" for life. because the night time is the only time for us to enjoy these stars so lets take up arms to remove these bars and set beauty free. i can not see the heavens thanks to your neon sign and i can not see the heavens, the glow has made us blind. HAVE YOU EVER LOOKED UP AT THE SKY AND SEEN NOTHING? NOTHING BUT BLACK AND A FAINT RED GLOW CREATED BY THE OVER ABUNDANCE OF LIGHTS IN THE CITY. ITS ABOUT TIME THAT WE GET TO SEE THE MOON, THE STARS AND THE PLANETS IN ALL THEIR GLORY. ITS ABOUT TIME WE TAKE BACK THE NIGHT. THE TITLE OF THIS SONG COMES FROM A JOHN BROWN BATTERY LYRIC AND THE PORTIONS OF THE LYRICS THAT ARE IN QUOTES WERE BORROWED FROM INK AND DAGGER.

"YOU ELBOW ME, I ELBOW YOU"
what goes up? its coming around. attacking that new kid. initiation round one is the score and the outcome is defeat. fuck your sacred club in which we chose to compete. i wont compete. we learn from those who come before us. hopefully, we learn from thier mistakes. fuck you. heres for four years of laughing behind my back and fuck you. heres for four years of nothing to my face. i remember when you used to matter (to me). WHEN I FIRST STARTED GOING TO PUNK AND HARDCORE SHOWS, LIKE MOST NEW KIDS IN THE SCENE, I DIDNT KNOW ANYONE AND I COULD HAVE REALLY USED A FRIEND. INSTEAD I GOT NOTHING. TO MY FACE PEOPLE IGNORED ME AND BEHIND MY BACK THEY LAUGHED UNTIL THEIR BELLIES HURT. THIS SONG IS FOR JODY, WHO IS NOW A GOOD FRIEND OF MINE, BUT AT ONE TIME SERVED AS THE PARTIAL INSPIRATION FOR THIS SONG.