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Every Last Drop

by PSYCHO ENHANCER

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Every Drop 01:34
Real motherfuckers finish last. Fake motherfuckers I’m puttin’ you on blast. You get all the hype & shit you don’t deserve While all the real are left to the curb Outcast of the outcasts. Forever dead last.
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I’m faced with the thought of no one caring as my life is fuckin’ tearing I’m faced with all these fears, as I lose hope and all that I hold dear Can it get any worse? Lying in a bed stuck with needles, feelin’ cursed. I never thought I’d win these odds, 3 outta a mil, now I’m stuck with pills. My minds been fucked, got zero luck, no progress, I’ve always been stuck... No more blood for me to fuckin’ bleed, as this disease runs through me. The bad blood I had was eaten away, Is there a reason, will I be ok? Slave for benefits that don’t wanna pay, when crisis hits I have no say. What’s the reason for this mess; can this new blood give me rest? No more mental pain and hatred for life? May this new blood grant me that tonight? Grant me that tonight Grant me that tonight Again I’m forced to suffer As I question my worth to others The thought of no one caring as my life is fuckin’ tearing I’m faced with all these fuckin’ fears, as I lose hope in all I fuckin’ hold dear, Try not to shed no fucking tears Realizations become too severe
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One year you’re this, now you’re that? FUCK YOU! You’re caught in a trend. I don’t give a… Fuck About you or what you say You’re not a god, and not elite Keep changing your ways You’re in a delusion Trend ridin’ fuck, full of confusion Lose the ego, stop the “blog” Get off the computer ya fuckin slob You’re the type who clicks “attend” for a show Never shows face, and watches at home. I can sit around and pick apart your bands, & find lots of things I can’t stand Show you that everything you clone is nothing but a style that’s not your own. Show you that a few years back, you were reppin’ mad shit you now think is wack. Instead I just go out and support the scene, don’t follow no trends You’ll never know what I mean, bitch! Never thinking for yourself You follow a mold Next trend will come along And you’ll get sold!!! Love the old-school, new-school & everything in between Cool or not, this is what we do – We support the scene. Hardcore, metal, punk I love all 3 I open my ears to diversity Not everything has to sound the same Stop running your mouth.
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Yeah, it’s fucked up But it’s so damn true Once your life crashes You’re burned to ashes or Eaten by bugs In grave that’s dug By people who move on, while you are forgotten That’s the reality I face, while I try to keep pace By working hard and not givin’ a fuck About a cliché life What are you doing with your life? Use your fuckin’ head What are you doing with your life? I’m drinkin’, smoking and havin’ fun Never growin’ old regardless of my age, son Screamin’ on the mic, makes me want to fight Screamin’ on the mic, makes me want to fight Try not to die, strive to survive Though I’ve always failed, this time I prevail. Try not to die, strive to survive Though I’ve always failed, this time I prevail
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Born without a soul, cursed from the start. Always had a big hole in my heart Why am I doomed to feel like a slave? All alone, trapped down in a cave I wish I was a fuckin’ machine One with no feelings, one that can’t be demeaned I wish I could feel nothing Just walk this earth & feel nothing Never have to worry about being something In this life it’s about who you know Your parents and your friends all helped you grow But what about the people who don’t have that life? Fighting all alone with no end in sight 99 cent dreams My backs fuckin’ tired of carrying this load Is the only solution to make my brain explode? I’m left with no choice than to dream my dreams. Everything is corporate and I want no part Everyday bull-shit. No one has a heart Work every weekend, holidays too. 20-cent raises? Fuck you! No fucks given to you or your own Your see as a ghost that can easily be cloned No CEO dad, or union ties No luck of the draw? Prepare to die. Prepare to die. Exploited and deprived. & you can’t survive, unless you’re exploited and deprived. The greedy will always get more Don’t need much just give me enough to fight for
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Won’t let it die. Don’t care about being behind in life’s grind. I want to live out a life that I love Through all the shit & neglect I realize now this was… not a phase (chant) It’s become life. And most don’t realize… what it takes (chant) To dedicate yourself to a fucking band Where there's no money There’s no security from the storms up above Where you lose jobs, where you lose love Where that life you once had is gone Only the strong / survive this game No handouts came to us But we still party every night Never knowing if things will be all right Seein’ the country in a fuckin’ van & downin' mad beer cans Whatever happens; we’ll make it work Cuz this life, has its worth Many kids that claimed "for life" Left the scene for hipster bikes & to those who had no choice I understand and respect your voice But without this life, I'd be trapped in hell With a dead-end job or a prison cell Even When there’s no food And there’s no money I’LL BE AT THE SHOW And when I’m tired And I’m disheartened I’LL BE AT THE SHOW
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Contemplation of my death It’s been present since I was 7, and I never gave a fuck about heaven Just wanted off this earth of black clouds cuz I’ve been fuckin’ lost and remain unfound. But I discovered ways to cope Even though I wanted to choke Did it alone, with expression to none, Tried to focused on fun, but the suffering was never undone. Contemplation of my death Now they do that for me They took it all now nothing’s left Nothing but my screaming Now I’m stuck in ward of cancer with no clear answers. Working hard to make ends meet brought me the pain of absolute defeat. It sets you back. Look at the facts. You’re gonna die Die Soon Settle Fuck this life What was the point? What was the point? Tell me. Tell me. Contemplation of my death. Now they do that for me. They took it all now nothing’s left Nothing but my screaming A lack of compassion led me to a ditch & 4 years later I’m screaming “life’s a fucking bitch” Life’s a bitch.
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Handle your shit Or you’ll be done quick You’ll ruin your fun And hate everyone End up fuckin dead or in a rehab center Fuck livin a life under…. surrender I don’t do this shit to fit in or be cool I just love bein a psycho drunken fool I do what I love & I love drinking Love how it alters my fucking thinking. Don’t follow me, cuz I’m my own man. Just do what you gotta do the best that you fucking can. Handle your fucking shit. Careful how you fucking mix it. I don’t - Force my fuckin ways I know - What I can handle Your way - I respect the choice you make Protect your fate. Withstand your hardship Handle your shit!! I don’t care what you fuckin do I support people livin the life they choose. Handle your shit or fuckin quit I won’t ever judge you for it.
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I can’t sing that song about getting along New shit arose and I’m too far gone I can’t wear this mask; the pain has too tight a grasp The past and the present bare their weight Now I’m forced to show mad restraint Restraint to end it all No one there to break my fall I look at photos That have a smiling face And wonder how That all got erased. Cuz When I think back I don’t remember joy (greg) I remember Hardships of a lost boy (greg) An unexplained rage Filled me with spite And a helping hand Was never in sight This is for the people who are fucked up & torn All those motherfuckas that wish they’d never been born It’s been forever true Real happiness in my life is beyond overdue. This is for the people who are fucked up & torn All those motherfuckas that wish they’d never been born
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There I was completely wasting, out of work and down. All inside it's so frustrating as I drift from town to town. Feel as though nobody cares if I live or die, so I might as well begin to put some action in my life. Breaking the law, breaking the law Breaking the law, breaking the law Breaking the law, breaking the law Breaking the law, breaking the law So much for the golden future, I can't even start I've had every promise broken, there's anger in my heart. You don't know what it's like, you don't have a clue if you did you'd find yourselves doing the same thing too. Breaking the law, breaking the law Breaking the law, breaking the law Breaking the law, breaking the law Breaking the law, breaking the law You don't know what it's like! Breaking the law, breaking the law Breaking the law, breaking the law Breaking the law, breaking the law Breaking the law, breaking the law Breaking the law
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Full-length album released in 2015.

Recorded at Full Force Studio on Long Island, NY with Joe Cincotta.

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released November 24, 2015

Released on To The Point Records.

PSYCHO DAN- Vocals
GREG ENHANCER- Guitar
CHOPS- Guitar
EVIL DOUG- Drums
RICO- Bass

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