Lyrics:
the Eastside of Long Beach, that's 2-1 Street
See we, live and die by the gun and the knife
And I, high as a kite, corrallin through the night
Ha ha, stackin'
to shout at my TV
And punk rock didn't live up to what I'd hoped that it could be
And all the things that I believed with all my heart when I was young
a moment, but would you know if it passed you by? The clocks are in motion, I'll be damned if you leave my side, gotta stay strong for yourself, but when it
to shout at my TV
And punk rock didn't live up to what I'd hoped that it could be
And all the things that I believed with all my heart when I was young
bursting at the seams
Homing pigeon , holding pattern , realities birthing dreams
Time-consuming, labour-intensive , ego-death : this batch
You’re
Is it too late to come back home, but I don't want to anyway,
This place is damned by my mistakes and your charms,
Is it too late to write a song,
the Eastside of Long Beach, that's 2-1 Street
See we, live and die by the gun and the knife
And I, high as a kite, corrallin through the night
Ha ha, stackin'
life, have damned
You are a good friend
Friendly as good friends can be
Your father wants you to live on his knee
This is the start of the end,
and for all
Damned to feed this sham device, designed
To mash the deaden colony
Narrow minds with a billion heartbeat
Doomed by nature
To genuine insanity
Drifted on the seas
Without ending
Without name
But I follow the light
Follow the dream
Whisper to water
In a twilight hymn
By vaporous flame
Through the night you can hear them
Twisting you mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me you can't see a thing
Torches blazed and sacred chants
You perceive by false assumption
So you think you know Slaytanic huh?
Listen up
This is a business
Not a home for irresponsible pus brains
Postironic we laugh dream in sonic
Diamond overload
Drenched in fear by strike of lightning
Cause we're only listening with one ear now
This organism
been a dream
Influence and billboards rule the land
Mass production treats by those who pay the most
Take a flight from down here to the sun
Search
The noose grips tighter, i wanna leave
I hurt so much deep inside
I've had enough, take me now
Forced to live by your hand
Now that i know i am damned
What
become their lives.
The television has so dampened people's anger.
The population is mesmerised by the flickering screen
And the streets, where
They tip toe around the real
Cause they don’t want the trouble
That’s why I can’t be apart of the carpe diem
Live life to the fullest when you never had
of you
Did I make the same
Mistake again
For I've been damned by faint love
And lukewarm tenderness
And I would rather walk these streets
Than lay in
And I gotta go
Damn, here we go again
I just came back
Girl, don't make me go again
She say you been in the streets
You was with that hoe again
(I'm just tryin' to get it 'fore I go) (Huh, nigga, what?)
Always live the street life,
Never knew how to treat life
Knew once I get my shit right,
I´ll be damned to live with it
I´ll be damned to live with it still
I´m all apologies, a virus in the water
I thought you wouldn't want a suicidal
So it's fate that JM is reverse MJ
Now that I said that, watch em cut my wings off
But I'll be god damned if they cut my dreams off
Little motherfucker
em' guess I'll do this shit myself
See I built this dream on this pad
Trying to get that life that I've never had
But it's not for me it's for my fam
So
the casualties got us caught up in the game
I'm surrounded by so much drama, every day I visualize
Walk the streets wondering I'mma die or stay alive
I could
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