Struggle

I see you breaking, breaking down again

You say that life is taking you down again

But you haven't had a hard life, you were just raised weak

Never rose to the challenge, just accepted defeat

Don't rob yourself of the struggle

Life only gets harder from here

Don't cheat yourself from survival

By letting your life fall to tears

You turn mole hills into mountains and you cower in fear

At the slightest chance of hardship before it even appears

You're insecure at best, that's why you lash out the worst

It's time to cowboy up before life crushes you first

Don't rob yourself of the struggle

Life only gets harder from here

Don't cheat yourself from survival

By letting your life fall to tears

*Recording Details: I initially recorded drums, guitars and bass for this back in 2010.  I recorded vocals in April of 2014.  After buying a cheap Estaban G-10 practice amp, I decided to re-record all the punk rock songs that weren't attached to my Anti-Social(ist) playlist with the amp.  I used my Heil PR-20 to record the amp in Ardour through my M-Audio Fast Track.  I never even reached 1 on the volume and recorded it fairly quietly.  I'm pretty happy how it turned out.  I wanted a sort of tinnish overdrive for the mid-80's punk sound.  I kept the original bass direct line recorded in Pro Tools from 2010, but redid the drums in Hydrogen, mostly using the standard kit with a few exceptions.  

The Road

It's been one year, I'm a different man

After getting laid off, starting over again

I gave up everything for a chance

and packed my ass up and moved to Kansas

Run, run, run

I'm free again

Run, run, run

You can't hold me down

Run, run, run

I'm free again

Run, run, run

I'm nomad bound

Looking back at this thread of change

That was always there, always the same

That's why I could never seem to remain

Cause the road has always called my name

Run, run, run

I'm free again

Run, run, run

You can't hold me down

Run, run, run

I'm free again

Run, run, run

I'm nomad bound

Run, run, run

I'm free again

Run, run, run

You can't hold me down

Run, run, run

I'm free again

Run, run, run

I'm nomad bound

*Recording Details: I initially recorded drums, guitars and bass for this back in 2010.  I recorded vocals in April of 2014.  After buying a cheap Estaban G-10 practice amp, I decided to re-record all the punk rock songs that weren't attached to my Anti-Social(ist) playlist with the amp.  I used my Heil PR-20 to record the amp in Ardour through my M-Audio Fast Track.  I never even reached 1 on the volume and recorded it fairly quietly.  I'm pretty happy how it turned out.  I wanted a sort of tinnish overdrive for the mid-80's punk sound.  I kept the original bass direct line recorded in Pro Tools from 2010, but redid the drums in Hydrogen, mostly using the standard kit with a few exceptions. 

Tonight

I lost what's in my heart

This feeling inside me

This pain redefines me

I'm lost

Sleep tonight

Sleep tonight

I hate what I've become

My morals before me

I missed what's important

In my arms

Sleep tonight

Sleep tonight

Sleep, I've bled, my veins running red

These visions dance inside my head

I hate myself and what I've become

I've suffered and bled rivers for no one

This constant pain is killing me

I cover myself so no one can see

This constant misery and how it kills me inside

So I slit my wrists and I sleep tonight

I loved you my darling

I loved you my darling

Sleep tonight

Sleep tonight

Missnamed Madison

From out of the shadows

Emitted the call

Deficit spending for one

And for all

The people that heard it

Took it to heart

Removing the voter

Allowed it to start

Collective bargaining

The ruse that they gave

Public Unions

Made taxpayers slaves

Increasing their benefits

On all our backs

Increasing the power

And cutting the slack

Politicians who did it

Trade favors for cash

And ignored while their states

Were burning to ash

And when debt became

To much to take

Voters took action

To fix their state

We made our decision

Our ballot was cast

how long did they think

Free money could last

When will Unions learn

Theres nothing for free

When taxpayers have nothing

To pay their trustees

We are the ones who pay the bills

It's from our pockets you attempt to steal

You've made your living off our backs

And if we protest, you turn to attack

No more profiting at our expense

It's your turn to help pay the rent

We're not scared of your childish attempts

We're not backing down from your pathetic threats

In several states

The voters cast votes

To stop the insane

Laws being wrote

Putting workers

Out on the street

While Unions continued

To bribe and to cheat

And live off the taxpayers

Like parasites

Enough was enough

The voters would fight

New governors elected

And actions were took

Union reps exposed

As liars and crooks

In multiple states

There were multiple bills

Enacted that gave us

A chance to instill

Some sort of sanity

To the world we live

To try to provide

A future for our kids

But Union thugs

Would have none of that

They began make calls

To coordinate their attack

There weren't enough

To protest in all states

So they picked Madison

And then set the stage

We are the ones who pay the bills

It's from our pockets you attempt to steal

You've made your living off our backs

And if we protest, you turn to attack

No more profiting at our expense

It's your turn to help pay the rent

We're not scared of your childish attempts

We're not backing down from your pathetic threats

So like zombies now

They began to amass

Devoid of all thought

And devoid of all facts

Repeating only

What they were all told

No research confirming

A thing on their own

Because that would violate

Their Union's control

Over their simple-minded,

Due-paying drones

Vulgar and vile

They called it protest

While destroying the capital

And making a mess

To buy them more time

Their reps act like kids

And hid in Illinois

Like running felons

To the governor's credit

He stood his ground

Despite violent threats

He wouldn't back down

And even though

It's held up in the courts

Wisconsin let

Other states make reforms

Without the protests

Because they were all there

In Madison

Bused from everywhere

We are the ones who pay the bills

It's from our pockets you attempt to steal

You've made your living off our backs

And if we protest, you turn to attack

No more profiting at our expense

It's your turn to help pay the rent

We're not scared of your childish attempts

We're not backing down from your pathetic threats

We are the ones who pay the bills

It's from our pockets you attempt to steal

You've made your living off our backs

And if we protest, you turn to attack

No more profiting at our expense

It's your turn to help pay the rent

We're not scared of your childish attempts

We're not backing down from your pathetic threats

Occurapists

With drugs about

While they trash the grounds

Echo back the sound

of immaturity

Forgive your loans?

Destroy what others own?

Molest girls alone?

Where's the security?

You can't take care of yourself but want me to pay for it

You can't take care of yourself but want me to pay for it

You can't take care of yourself but want me to pay for it

You can't take care of yourself but want me to pay for it

Grow up

And go home

Take care

Of your own

You can't take care of yourself but want me to pay for it

You can't take care of yourself but want me to pay for it

You can't take care of yourself but want me to pay for it

You can't take care of yourself but want me to pay for it

Redistribtuion (of Guilt)

'A long habit of not thinking a thing wrong

gives it the superficial appearance of being right'

So I stop to ask the question of 'why?'

Why we send our young to fight.

Is it for our freedom that we aggressively

Pursue our enemies overseas?

Nations that we've equipped and trained to one day

Stand on their own two feet

Building an empire while we

Try to take control

Making everything our business we

Try to police the world

And for every solution

Problems multiply two-fold

What happen to letting business

Make our impact on the world?

Or is it something more elusive?

That we cannot properly define?

Spreading democracy by force

Despite the outcry from behind

How can we force democracy on others?

When we're no longer a Republic ourselves?

We've forgotten what it means to be capitalist

And replaced it with this outcry of 'Spread the Wealth'

Building an empire while we

Try to take control

Making everything our business we

Try to police the world

And for every solution

Problems multiply two-fold

What happen to letting business

Make our impact on the world?

Building an empire while we

Try to take control

Making everything our business we

Try to police the world

And for every solution

Problems multiply two-fold

What happen to letting business

Make our impact on the world?

Orwellian Dystopia

Trust has faded in the present tense

Now the nation moves without common sense

Generations want hand outs for free

At the price of liberty

Security, the proclamation cause

Fear begets our freedoms lost

Now we dance inside a cage

Socialists now, we turn the page

Constitution's raped, we don't say a word

Views distorted, twisted, perverse

Modernists now, the voices call

Transnationalists now, one and all

Unity, no more compromise

It's right or left, and both are lies

New World Order here we come

The day we all trade in our guns

For generations we've learned to become

taken care of at every step

Responsibility is a past time

that those in power want us to forget

From home, to school, to work, to death

Taxed and re-taxed at every turn

Taxation without representation

We're nothing but slaves now, you watch or burn

Answers? There are no answers.

Just trade our freedom for security

Disparaged now if question the calls of those

who propose the direction to lead

Silence now our voices

to those that say there is a better way

and though times may change, nothing changes

Oppression is still the word of the day

For generations we've learned to become

taken care of at every step

Responsibility is a past time

that those in power want us to forget

From home, to school, to work, to death

Taxed and re-taxed at every turn

Taxation without representation

We're nothing but slaves now, you watch or burn

For generations we've learned to become

taken care of at every step

Responsibility is a past time

that those in power want us to forget

From home, to school, to work, to death

Taxed and re-taxed at every turn

Taxation without representation

We're nothing but slaves now, you watch or burn

Innocent people called right-wing extremist

Napolitano's view of self-reliance

If you disagree you're branded an enemy of state

We need to clean the House, and clean the slate

We need to throw out Congress and start again

No more career politicians of the latest trend.

We need term limits on the Senate and House

Just like the president, and then we kick them out

They're so disconnected from the lives we live

Placating to their favorite lobbyist

The problem is there's lawyers in command

trying to fix laws, before they understand them

The don't hear they opposition when they set a task

Just a hurdle to a goal that they work to pass

At some point it's like they pretend to forget

We're American Anti-Socialists.