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Venomous Concept: "Poisoned Apple" – 2008

энциклопедия: Venomous Concept

Состав группы:

  • Kevin Sharp – вокал
  • Shane Embury – гитара
  • Danny Herrera – ударные
  • Danny Lilker – бас

Venomous Concept: "Poisoned Apple" – 2008

Композиции:

  1. Drop Dead
  2. Toxic Kiss
  3. Life
  4. Water Cooler
  5. Punk Rock Idol
  6. Artist Friendly
  7. A Case Of The Mondays
  8. Every Mothers Son
  9. Workers Unite
  10. Half Full
  11. Check Out
  12. White Devil
  13. Hero
  14. Three
  15. Screwball
  16. Chaos
  17. Think

Лирика

1. Drop Dead

What was always meant to be
was not always hopes and dreams
Work, work, work, like a jerk
Broken back for some fool's shirt
Slave and drone, fucking moan
find yourself a total lone
Sell yourself to all you loath
Fuck that shit, I'm not alone

The bargain in life is having a life
shackled inside your lies
They're breaking your back
and cracking your mind

I'll drop dead

2. Toxic Kiss

Beat myself, smash along
Frozen death for me
Smashing brain deep
inside your toxic kiss

Kissing death, scratch the eye
Kill to make your point
Kick and scream you silly fuck
You've nothing to say

3. Life

I picture my world in dark contradictions
Values misplaced through wrong decisions
Failed my task in humanity
Failed once more in humility
My life's decisions, in life I swell
My confusion, when I dwell

Beat & broken, hanging on myself
Broken thoughts and fractured signs
All my bullshit unwinds

4. Water Cooler

Talk and talk, talk your stupid shit
Shut your hole and blow your forty bit
The mindless crap that makes our days
Wish to Christ for life's better way

The act of living, such a comedic dream

If I could care or not to fight
If life was black and white
Within the shades of gray
I've lost my right to say
I said no way

5. Punk Rock Idol

Rocking out the punk rock hits
Punk rocks failing, sinking ship
Feed the dogs their corporate hit
Fucking pricks played tired shit
Dogs that feed off others grip
Pray to Gods for money clips
Grand old thoughts of money trees
I'll break your back before it's me

Corporate backlash

6. Artist Friendly

Scent of the dragon's breath
Kiss from it's touch of a brother, kill now
Quest to conquer our corporate masters
Fools reality, freed hypocrisy
Shackled no more to my enslaved whore
What you think, think of no more

Pure freedom, the dragons are breathing
I'll breathe air a free man
The dragons are breathing
The sucking of leeches
Like vultures feeding
I'll breathe air a free man

7. A Case Of The Mondays

Feeding ourselves to the mouth of paranoia
Wrenching our hearts from the womb of rejection
All that we feel is awaiting the inevitable
Sedation (sedation) in repetition

Tears of fatigue (fatigue) bathing deception
Fixing the problems (problems) with insecure smiles
Pretending that nothing is really the matter
Out from the darkness (darkness) our burning hearts
Are the guiding light

Painting our lies with a handshake
Mistakes forgotten but not forgiven (forgiven)
We build these walls instead of bridges
Sometimes our lives feel like a prison
A prison made of flesh and bone

Is it just another, just another case of the Mondays

The human fortress is filled with shadows
Unified by the same disease

8. Every Mothers Son

Failed in pursuit of life
I know, I know, now son

For once in my life I'll try
I know, I know
To break the binds that tie down
Leave a world of beat downs
Utopic dreams not lost or found
I know, I know now

9. Workers Unite

Crushing bricks hand in hand
told its what to be a man
March right up and try to blend
Slick clean look you try to blend
Suck it up, you'll fit right in
Sucking off more like
Clocking ticks are rolling
Working stiff rolls by

Workers of the World Unite

10. Half Full

Fall in line with the blind
All in time you cross the line
Feel so bland, feel so empty

Feeling so bland inside
For no reason an open season
on my last blurred vision, no reason

11. Check Out

Clocking smiles with playful crap
Tip my jar, go fuck yourself
Selling life to myself
What a bore, I'll check right out
Walk that walk, talk and talk
Kiss my touch I'm breaking off
Checking out with a grin
Crush the thoughts that break right in

Taste your taste that blots your mind
Run the circles hand to hand
Taste your taste that blots your mind
Blot the thoughts that cut your mind

Look inside your blank mind
look for what was left in me
It's a lost cause, lost time
I know, I think you'll find

12. White Devil

Marching on our war torn streets, all hail our victories
Stomping heads below our feet, our march to infamy
Cattle calls and breaking balls, our art is brutal war
Fear us not, Heil Hitler not, let's bring on war
We'll deal the impact and choke the hopeful
We'll breed it's impact and choke the hopeful

March right through our blood soaked streets
Striking fear for all to see
Breaking backs hypocrisy
Our art of war is not for free

13. Hero

Without a question, I'll sell you no lies
Our lives are suspended within all your bile
Your lies and deception regresses the mind

Clandestine decisions based on your ego
March on your ignorance, diminish our veto
Thirsting annihilation, hard cock libidos

Politically suppressed, historically denied
Building the enemy to sell us your lies
Selling the fucking lies, selling the lies to make you a hero

14. Three

Can you see the picture, a love worth fighting for
To hold life's true answer, breaking down our door
Break your spotty picture, cop the proper speak
Pray for God's true answer, curse the wrong you beat
Can you see the picture, Hell's worth fighting for
To hold life's true answer, breaking down our door

Live life, life's side, think of life on that side
Watch your life go by, think of life with no light

It's just nightmares.

15. Screwball

1 2 3 more, you're a screwball
Point your finger and disapprove
Turn your head and bend your truth
Twitch a bit and turn away
Break your stride and burn your faith

Round one in blind faith
Round two with screws loose
Screws loose, Screwball

16. Chaos

Open your eyes to worldwide violence, copious shit talk, political bore
Idol rhetoric, violence licks its face with open sores

Politics aside, subject to it's menticide
Social genocide, blinding chaos' eye
Commander in thief, hail to our freak
Little man, big war
Pick a war worth fighting for

Every day it's the same shit
Fail at will, we fought them
The ideals of humanity
Crushed in vanity
Social parasite, fuck off

Pick a war worth fighting for.

17. Think

Well I can't for the life of me remember a time
When the calm of oblivion had broken down my mind
Hit the floor, Better start rethinking.

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