My hatred for the world never seems to end, but when I'm drunk my mind can transcend into much less hostility and urges to snap, with an outlook of fun is how I act.
lyrics
Drunk and hopeless sittin' on the train.
Wondering why I haven't gone insane.
Thoughts of violence flow through my mind & I never know exactly why.
As I look around I get disgusted inside, but it's probably the alcohol in me keeping you alive.
It's a release, an altered state of mind, & something that keeps me from killing mankind.
My hatred for the world never seems to end, but when I'm drunk my mind can transcend into much less hostility and urges to snap, with an outlook of fun is how I act.
Party till I die, party till I die.
Wasted life is the one for me; reality just isn't for me.
(sing-a-long:)
Always with me through the years, my buddies & my beers, Pass one over here.
Bitches act like the end is near, but we pound & persevere, raise 'em up and cheers.
Working, school & life in general, always makes we wanna do something terrible. My endless efforts always seem to go to waste & I always wonder when I will get to win the race, SO:
The wasted life's, the, the life for me. Fuck wastin' time, man; fuck you & fuck sobriety.
Fuck sobriety. Party till I die!!
Being wasted makes me feel great & I need to drown my sorrows with people that relate.
I need to find people who have urges to kill, & also find people who are always down to chill.
Cuz it's a release, an altered state of mind, & something that keeps me from killing mankind.
It's the wasted life.
My hatred for the world never seems to end, but when I'm drunk my mind can transcend into much less hostility and urges to snap, with an outlook of fun is how I act.
My hatred for the world never seems to end, but when I got a brew, I always got a friend; a friend that'll alter my mind to a state of non-stop fun for all to celebrate.
Wasted life is the one for me; reality just isn't for me.
I didn't know about this band for a very long time. That is a tragedy. This record absolutely crushes, combining technicality, melody and pure knuckle dragging belligerence. It's executed flawlessly.
The lyrics are great. The riffs are great. The leads are great. The vocals are great. Lots of hooks everywhere.
Ten years too late this was my album of the year.
A Metal Archives dig led me to Enemy Mind, who also rule. Psyched about these outstanding Pittsburgh bands. Matt Medeiros