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Say It Again
02:50
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I’m sorry to say, but please consider this
My 10 year notice
that this not
a functional functioning
I’d rather have a hole in my head
Say it again say that I’m to blame
For everything
that’s wrong in life
I love it how you make me feel
like I’m the one that’s holding the gun
I reject your truths – the way you use it
No common ground – how you believe it
That you’re all I got- so glad I met you
I’m covered in scars
And you’re to blame
I couldn’t stand to see it anymore
Watch it all and
Not want to hit the door
Stand with your sickness
And not want to go find something more
Say it again so
I don’t forget
How everything
Was going good
til I trashed it
But these scars we have aren’t just on me
I reject your suits – and your excuses
I regret it all – now are you happy
Let’s see it all – get the whole story
You cover our scars
With a smile and a wave
Say it again so
you can complain
How good you’d have it
if I was gone
I’m running out time
And there’s only one way out for me
Say it again
say that I was wrong
Say that you knew it all along
But you never knew
That I knew that someday I’d be free
I reject your truths – the way you use it
No common ground – how you believe it
That you’re all I got- so glad I met you
I’m covered in scars
And you’re to blame
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2. |
Everything Went Red
03:40
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Now I’ll admit it, man I can’t quit it, I am a victim of my own construction.
And I get it, ‘cause I let it, I’ve got the keys to my self-destruction
And it’s all just another mystery… of my faulty brain chemistry
But here I am still strung out just the same… it’s burning in my head
All those things you said
It makes me wish I was dead
I close my eyes… Then everything went red
It’s obvious to me, that we agree, that everything is the fault of mine
And apparently, it’s so easy to see, since you told me so many times
But let’s not fail to mention… that you increased the tension
And left me here to take all the blame… it’s burning in my head
All those things you said
It makes me wish you were dead
I close my eyes… Then everything went red
God dammit, man I can’t stand it, I guess it’s time to confront the shame
And I can’t fight it, I can’t write it, too many substances to name
Don’t call it addiction … it’s just a consequence of my predilection
I’m hopping off this wagon and getting back on the train… it’s burning in my head
All those things you said
It makes me wish we were dead
I close my eyes… Then everything went red
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3. |
Injustice to All
02:53
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I hear the children screaming
I watch the dreamers dreaming
I see those cages teaming
I’m so bored what’s Netflix streaming?
I hear the tanks go passing
I watch the cops tear gassing
I see the brownshirts massing
I’m just walking, why you harassing?
If divided we stand, then united we’ll fall
We can’t just stand around and wait to be culled
You think you’re safe now, your turn’s coming soon
They’ll line us up against the wall
An injustice to one
Is an injustice to all
I hear the protests fading
I watch those stocks now trading
I see the corporate raiding
Wrapped in flags and mad parading
I hear those cries for peace
I watch the corruption beneath
I see the secret police
Please don’t kill me, I can’t breathe!
If divided we stand, then united we’ll fall
We can’t just stand around and wait to be culled
You think you’re safe now, your turn’s coming soon
They’ll line us up against the wall
An injustice to one
Is an injustice to all
I hear an ill wind blowing
I watch true colors showing
I see the fires glowing
Change is coming, you should be going
If divided we stand, then united we’ll fall
We can’t just stand around and wait to be culled
You think you’re safe now, your turn’s coming soon
They’ll line us up against the wall
An injustice to one
Is an injustice to all
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4. |
9th Life
02:09
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I’m on my 9th life
And it’s my 3rd strike
Some mistakes were made now
It’s time to get right
Nothing ever changes.
It’s really got me down.
The way shit is happening
It keeps on coming ‘round.
I’ve been down here forever
And I’m always back for more
I always keep on knocking
And they always shut the door
I’m keeping it together
But I’m not doing well
The results are coming fast now
But it’s too soon to tell
They ask me how I’m doing
and I always say I’m fine
I’m fine I’m fine I’m fine
So what if we’re going to hell in a basket
Why am I am the one sitting here in this casket?
May as well shake the 8-Ball and ask it
It is decidedly so
I’m on my last chance
Behind the 8 ball
They’ve played the last dance
And now it’s last call
Everything keeps changing
Nothing stays the same
No matter who’s at fault
I’m the one who gets the blame
I’m always in the wrong
Even when I’m doing right
No matter how it starts
It always ends up in a fight
I can’t keep holding on now
My fingers start to slip
Don’t know what I’m losing first
Is it my mind or my grip
They ask me how I’m doing
and I always say I’m fine
I’m fine I’m fine I’m fine
I’m on my last breath
Taking the big fall
I’ll have the last laugh
This is the last straw
Nothing ever changes.
It’s really got me down.
The way shit is happening
It keeps on coming ‘round.
I’ve been down here forever
And I’m always back for more
I always keep on knocking
And they always shut the door
I’m keeping it together
But I’m not doing well
The results are coming fast now
But it’s too soon to tell
They ask me how I’m doing
and I always say I’m fine
I’m fine I’m fine I’m fine
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5. |
To All My Friends
03:06
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Bumming that first smoke out in the woods
That fake ID really did us some good
You get the beer money and I’ll drive
None of us here is getting outta alive
You picked me up whenever I’m lost
You bailed me out no matter the cost
I’m a Child of God and heir to heaven
Now I’m on Zoloft for my depression
The drinks are never strong enough
The nights are never long enough
To all my friends!
The music’s never loud enough
Of you I can’t be proud enough
To all my friends!
Throw ourselves down the stairs as a goof
That time Stumpy slipped and fell off the roof
Passed out on the lawn in your leather
Ain’t got two nickels to rub together
Stealing everything that we couldn’t afford
Late night trips to the psycho ward
Chasing that night that never stops…
Oh shit! Here come the cops!
The drinks are never strong enough
The nights are never long enough
To all my friends!
The music’s never loud enough
Of you I can’t be proud enough
To all my friends!
Hey man seems I haven’t seen you forever
It takes a funeral to bring us together
We moved on to the next new start
Grew up but never apart
Things didn’t turn out the way I was thinking
I’m heading back to rehab because of my drinking
And I’m not quite right, but you ain’t wrong
How did we manage to last this long?
The drinks are never strong enough
The nights are never long enough
To all my friends!
The music’s never loud enough
Of you I can’t be proud enough
To all my friends!
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Red Die Number Nine Baltimore, Maryland
Combining the raw energy/aggression of hardcore with the rhythm/power of hard rock. It's a rage fueled juggernaut steaming down the rails of chemical imbalance right into yer brain pan. And it rhymes.
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