Chrome Lyrics
.punk's dead, you're next.
Chrome Lyrics
.punk's dead, you're next.
god save all the drunks
who think they are so punk
through all the shit they talk
there's still no punk rock
go around sayin, "punks not dead"
kick you in the head
punk's dead, you're next
punk was just a scheme
from the seventies
now it's getting to be
the worst scheme i've ever seen
flocking to the mall
copycat carnival
belly up for the new manipulation feed
go around sayin, "punks not dead"
kick you in the head
punk's dead, you're next
even if i wanted to
i would never be like you
i would rather be a dirty hippie
.arrest me or don't.
the lights are flashin', you yelling at me
put my hands on the wheel like you asked me
got my id, not acting shitty
so why the hell are you starting to harass me?
dancing on one leg, following your pen
walkin' in a straight line, counting backwards from ten
looking in my backseat, looking through my trunk
didn't find crap, arrest me or don't
arrest me already
arrest me or don't
arrest me already
arrest me or don't
.back off.
back off, you slut
i've had enough
have you no shame
just go away
or better yet, just up and die
a perfect end to your stupid life
hell bent to infect
all men with your sex
poor girl pity
wont work on me
no matter how you bump and grind
never until the end of time
.your fucking face.
shame
it's such a shame
that everytime i close my eyes i see your fucking face
i can't erase
the image that is burned into the front of my brain
always the same
no better time to cry, and realize
that it's all been a waste
lame
so fucking lame
to find out that everything i say is in vain
so who's to blame?
for all the times i've tried to invite you inside
that it's all been a waste
i still see your fucking face
no pity on the animal
you put into this cage
haunted by your fucking face
powerful
and in control
alone into the grave
put to rest your fucking face
.birth to dirt.
woman meets man
man wants woman
decieving irregularities
lured into bed to demolish the drink
go for a few rounds
slopfuck and pull out
concieving accidental babies
keep it or kill it, it will always be
the same pull
for every soul
blood in, blood out
birth to dirt
woman loves man
man kills woman
instantly your life is a tragedy
all this suffering will always be
the same pull
for every soul
blood in, blood out
birth to dirt
.broke.
busting ass just to pay the bills
rather bust my ass the way i feel
all they want
they just want to skate
hauln' balls down the fuckin street
this speed will dare a heart to beat
all they want
they just want to skate
lamers best get out the way
quit pushin that shit in my face
all they want
they just want
all they want
they just want
all they want
they just want to skate
hit the street everytime i can
all about being an american
all they want
they just want to skate
give me space & let me fly
never take it from me alive
all they want
they just want
all they want
they just want
all they want
they just want to skate
.bully.
kick me in the shins when i'm playing soccer
stuffin' my lanky ass in a gym locker
punch me in the face when i'm not lookin'
it's my turn to inflict a hurtin'
just wait 'til after class
i've got a knife gonna stab your ass
just wait 'til after class
just wait 'til after class
just wait 'til after class
i'm gonna stab your ass
.cash cow.
i'm ready, i'm ready to ride
time to rape the cash cow
time to rape the cash cow
gonna go so deep inside
time to rape the cash cow
feel it starting, starting to writhe
time to rape the cash cow
time to rape the cash cow
gonna milk it, milk it dry
time to rape the cash cow
time to rape the cash cow
gonna go so deep inside
time to rape the cash cow
time to rape the cash cow
can you feel it starting to writhe?
.now.
don't want to think about it
you overanalize it
i want it now
think that i don't mean it
try to make me leave it
i want it now
it's too long for me
to wait for your hand
this lust, a disease
is starting to spread
don't want to talk about it
fight just to avoid it
i want it now
think i'm waiting for it
have no control over it
i want it now
it's too long for me
to wait for your hand
this lust, a disease
is starting to spread
.swamp ass.
pay! pay! pay!
come around now with another round
get paid in beer just to fall down
frustrated & outdated
this scene is so overrated
pay! pay! pay!
whiny little bitch, a suicide miss
here's a knife go ahead and slit your wrists
so white trash, got no cash
tryin to pay with a handful of swamp ass
and you'll never understand what it takes
how to not be fake,
with a handful of swamp ass
and you'll regret every single mistake
being led through the gates,
with a handful of swamp ass
.sad fuck.
sad young fuck you up & leave the city
your girl don't give a damn cause you treated her shitty
the one thing you want is to get away from yourself
you can't get away from yourself
sad fuck
sad dumb fuck you're back in the city
bummin' off your friends & beggin' for their pity
one thing you learned is you can't move away from yourself
you can't move away from yourself
sad fuck
.piss you off.
here to piss you off
argue all night long
contradict what you say
& i wont shut up until i get my way
yell & scream until you get real mean and i'm gone
you can bet your ass that i'm gone
politics, i'll win
religion is a sin
abortion is gold
whether truth or lies, i'll have you sold
yell & scream until you get real mean
so fed up that you'll want to kick me out and i'm gone
yell & scream until you get real mean
so fed up that you'll want to kick my ass about it
yell & scream until you get real mean
so fed up that you'll want to kick me out and i'm gone
yell & scream until you get real mean
so fed up that you'll want to kick me out and i'm gone
.root.
bow down to the one true original
the root taste can't be faked or replaced
if you think then you kill the subliminal
i'm ashamed & you oughta be feeling bad about it
but you don't feel bad at all
it's more important
to feel like you belong
the modern style is so washed out & pitiful
can't stand that cookie-cutter copycat crap
trace it back to the one true original
you'll be ashamed & begin to feel real bad about it
for following the trend
it's more important
than the people you call friends
i want it
cause you got it
it's just like everyones
we'll wear it
& we'll play it
until we're all played out
bow down to the one true original
the root taste can't be faked or replaced
make it all a little more meaningful
i'm ashamed & starting to lose my faith
.sleaze.
fuck me on sunday, fuck him on monday
wouldn't be in my bed, but i'm so fuckin' lonely
you're alright, for a sleaze
killin' time just to feed the fire
i wont let go until i expire
you're alright, for a sleaze
sleaze
.alpha jerk.
when you're poor, you pay
when you're rich, it's free
i can't turn down
what you give me
do it right now
to feel no wrong
want me to play
you the same song
passing out into a porthole flirting with the alpha jerk
execute the throe of living in a world of hurt
pass the pain vile
burn the flame down
it's the same scene
in every town
what you get back
you will soon hate
as your whole life
becomes cliche
passing out into a porthole flirting with the alpha jerk
execute the throe of living in a world of hurt
passing out into the porthole through the alpha jerk
execute the throe of living in a world of hurt
(feeling kinda groovy...i wonder if i can die?)
die, die, die, die
die, die, die, die
passing out into a porthole flirting with the alpha jerk
execute the throe of living in a world of hurt
.speak.
i can never find the words
so i always let you speak
slowly burning up the nerve
rather just revert to meek
all day long i look for clues
on how i can do this without you
time falls by seconds at a time
& nothing i can say will make you mine
so i can never find the words
when i ever try to speak
accepting it as a curse
so vulnerable & weak
all day long i look for clues
on how i can do this without you
time falls by seconds at a time
& nothing i can say will make you mine
i can never find the words
so i always let you speak
good to make me feel like dirt
crawling 'round at your knees
all day long
but i can never find the words
.you died.
back into the dirt
every junkie gets a turn
where does the pain reside
when you die?
mixed some of this with a little of that
you went & passed out and never came back...you died
is it easier than life?
couldn't look you in the eye
what a goddamned surprise
when you died.
never get to meet with you on the road
wanted so bad to get back real close
should've gone to hell but you died
could've gone to hell but you died
would've gone to hell but you died
what a shitty way to get lowered down
couldn't stay to see you get put in the ground
you died
now i gotta listen to all that talk
'bout how rad you were 'n how much you rocked
shippin your body back to wichita
i couldn't stand to see your body in that box
you died
.not good enough.
pulled out of feeling so lonely
got it tough but i won't let it own me
tell me why, can't make it right
not so good at reading your mind
it all seems so very clear to me
throw the memory into the fire
dancing in the ashes of the last liar
looking in you will start to see
the one not good enough isn't me
shoot down everything i say
nothing will ever make you sway
can never forget the day
you said,
not good enough
not good enough
not good enough
not good enough
aint got no guarantee
can't see no change in me
it is what will always be
you'll never see the way i see...
.wreck.
get on it
so loaded
this block has twice exploded
get twisted
twin fisted
looks mean but it's got no speed
it's a wreck you'll find
at the starting line
with the turpentine
& the pinstripe line
it'a a wreck you'll find when you reach inside
it's a wreck you'll find, it's a wreck you'll find
it's a given
make it livin'
this machine was born to be driven
stock motor
on the floor
get it put back in that car
it's a wreck you'll find
at the starting line
with the turpentine
& the pinstripe line
it'a a wreck you'll find when you reach inside
it's a wreck
it's a wreck
it's a wreck