You fooled us one. You fooled us twice.
We took the toll. You rolled the dice.
You took your sides. You lost those rights.
Stay out of sight, out of my mind.
You had your chance. We took your hits.
This time it's ours. Try and take it.
Time won't heal this or take back slurs.
My mind is right. My hate is pure.
We all look the same when we’re in a dark room.
You seem to think different, always blind to the truth.
You wore us down and made it easy to leave,
Corrupting portions when you planted bad seeds.
More concerned with your rep, you cut off this whole town.
You can't come back my way and not stick out in a crowd.
I still see those days when I see an old face.
Along with bitter, my mind is still a steel cage.
Showed up closed minded and still hold the same views.
We all won't have that shit. We all still know the truth.
Making wrong moves, the target's now on your chest.
You will walk a fine line, and you'll watch every step.
We've come too far to see you ruin things here again.
Just because we shake your hands doesn't mean that we're friends.
You grew up with "hard lives" and thought our grass was more green.
We've been where you've been, we've seen what you've seen.
Hard stares, cold shoulders.
It's ours now. We're bolder.
UK82-inspired hardcore punk from Christchurch, New Zealand, gruff and fast and economical and, of course, righteously pissed. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 16, 2020