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Intro
01:08
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Trash
00:58
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Rotting in my room/ Like passed due fruit
Sitting so long/ Your ass has grown roots
Dont touch my shit/ I fucking hate you
Time to take you out/Fucking trash no doubt! (x2)
Shit where you eat/Time that you get beat
Kick your ass to the street
You've lost all our trust/No respect from any of us!
Time to take you out/Fucking trash no doubt (x2)
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Thief
00:57
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Everything is up for grabs
You never have, but always take
Taking everything you can
So paranoid your hands, they shake
Enter a house eye's start to wander
Everything i can sell, but i can't buy honor
Thief! every friend has one/ Pocket check before they're gone (x2)
You always burn
Just to get by
They point the finger
First words a lie
Honesty? never heard of that
Stealing shit to make your pockets fat
Thief! every friends has one/Pocket check before they're gone (x2)
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4. |
Falling Out
01:32
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Burn the spoon/ Draw it up
Hope to god/ I get fucked up
Holy shit!/ It's way to much
I should've known/ Not to press my luck!
Force my eye's/ God please breath
Trying to fight/ But im on my knee's
My lips are blue/ My heart has stopped
It's the end/ I'm falling out
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5. |
My Bodies a Disposal
01:57
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You live your life/ So fucking clean
You're the king/ Of the straight edge scene
And if it's poison, it's been in my blood!
My lungs as black/ As whats left of my heart
And if i havent tried it yet/ Todays a good day to start!
Whats it like to know, you're better than me!
Just because you've never used amphetamines
You may live longer, but you havent lived at all
At least i'll know i had fun, when my body falls!
And if it's poison it's been in my blood (x2)
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Trap Stars
01:29
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Heard a noise @ 5am
How'd they know where i am?
Never seen that car before
A fucking tank is at my door!
My bitch yells from the bed
"Go & see who it is"
The ATF! this aint no dream
I grab the door step outside
As a flash hits my eyes!
Now i've gotten out the game
Not in prison or a grave
Normal work is fucking lame
But now im living with no shame
Never feared a fucking pig
Rode the bus looked like a kid
Backpack full of black
Selling smack to getting stacks
Feeling like a maniac
Always have to watch my back
This life can get so whack
Until you own a cadillac
Now im runing out the back
Not before i grab my sack
Just gotta make it to the tracks!
Now i've gotten out the game
Not in prison or a grave
Normal work is fucking lame
But now i'm living with no shame
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7. |
#8
01:21
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Fuck you piece of shit/Whos the crew you're fucking with
G.O.A's 1st class/ Beat the brakes off your ass
Dangerous to mess with punks/ We are few, we'll fuck you up
Harder,Faster,Stronger,Louder
Violent noise, feel the power
Chaos,Death,Drugs,Addiction
We've beat them all with no convictions!
Now we're back/We were never dead
Our songs like shells/Blast through your head
Get is close/We'll start the pit
And if cops come/Don't think we'll quit
We're G.O.A/We're fucking G.O.A
Getting paid in pussy/Fuck your mothers everyday!
Harder,Faster,Stronger,Louder
Violent noise, feel the power
Chaos,Death,Drugs,Addiction
We've beat them all with no convictions!
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Callus
01:06
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Life is cold/You're alone
Only violence/ And broken bones
No such thing/ As sun & roses
Just broken hearts/ Broken noses
Live a life/Of crime & death
Take for granted/Every breath
Don't believe/In god or luck
Nothing you can do/For me to give a fuck
Skin is thick/Eat a brick
Future's bleak/Willpowers weak
Callus skins to tough to rip!
So shut your mouth & cut the shit!
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G.O.A South Lake Tahoe, California
We've been around since july of 09'. Lived in 2 different cities (San Pedro/ Lake Tahoe) and have had two line ups on different e.p.s. Our songs are fast in your face true life experiences not meant for the faint of heart.
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