REALICIDE
YOUTH RECORDS
Robert
Inhuman
Lyrics 2005
* COLLEGE TOWNS (Realicide live 2005-06, “IDENTITY”)
the demolition of
college town shit
choking on the grip of some aristocratic right wing bitch
this goes out to all our graffiti tagger terrorists
for all your different motives our differences are insignificant
cos they're tearing our whole city down
so lemme hear you say "fuck college towns"
build up something for today to make us real and feel alive
fucking punks and ravers hardcore 2005
not retro like the papers say and the stale old bastards in power
decide
they want you impotent and institutionalized
this goes out to every kid who's stealing food and clothes
they know - what's right and fucking wrong so take from Wal-Mart
instead of getting shot over dope
take what you fucking need
and take a gaping bite that'll last you into tomorrow
this is my home
turned the fkkkk upside down
evacuated
"fuck college towns"
* VIOLENT DEATH (ALTERNATIVE SENSATION) (Realicide live 2005-07,
“The Shit Punks Hate”)
I, Zombie
putrid sacrifice
know my name
hell is real
die by my own hands
done with waiting
your words and actions
so familiar
I’ve been here before
can but won't
you alone
can but won't
wait - for a chance
wait - for a worth
(to take control)
give a title to this skull
die by my own hands
done with waiting
my words and actions
all I need
defined by death
beyond hospital
everything in me comes out
hold your hand
like one hundred knives in each hand
an ending
an alternative sensation
my love for you
substituted by my death
09/09/05
the sunrise hitting your soft pale naked body on top of a
warehouse roof wet from fog, cum drying on my body and I lay looking at the sky
becoming blue. with this dawn we're touching eachother and seeing eachother's
open eyes.
these are the moments I dream about
years
beautiful escapist coma
but this is true; now; here today
show me your cunt
I don't got to cum but just feel something
just feel something inside myself
feel your cunt closing around me
dissolve my body
lose my body
no cum, just feeling not fiction
the things I’ve seen today
swallow my body with your own
* SKULL
I can relate to a skull
I have one inside my own head
killed to death in the face
speedcore
* FUCK REVENGE
revenge is fucking bullshit
your enemies dictate your thoughts
don't give them that authority
fuck revenge I want to crush all
* VITALITY SUCKS! (Realicide live 2005-07, “The Shit Punks Hate”)
vitality sucks
do you really want to live forever, fuck no
shred your body with the energy you have inside
and leave it behind
leave everything you see here behind
live like you're being stabbed
live like you're being shot
bite down like your time is up
and quit fronting like it's fucking not
shred your body and its surroundings with the energy you have
inside
fucking vigor
you can't change shit and also live forever
physical is shit
now let's fucking go
do you really wanna live forever
fuck no
physical is shit
so let's fucking go
* "HEADS DOWN" WILLSMASHER (Realicide for
“obedience” Apop compilation)
forced to behave
forced to respect
educated by threats
numbed to near-death
"children behave
be bleak like me and your mom"
control your loves and your hates
little fucking bleeding timebombs
forced
forced
broken
all shit
fucked like clockwork in childhood
adulthood a fucking given
dried up
controled
all shit
"heads down"
05/01/05 (“Rockin Summer”)
I dreamed that I died
I was killed in my car
I was killed by a friend
no, someone I had tried to befriend
I didn't know the reason
I didn't know I had died
my friends couldn't see me
they could only hear me
when I realized I was dead
I waited in fear
to leave this earth in anticipation
a toss-up in stereotyped expectations
but I never left
and continued visiting my friends dead
saying goodbyes to everyone I ever knew
but I never left
eventually they could see me again
my death fading back into life
I didn't know the reason
nothing was made clear or certain
killed by a friend, then waiting to die
* THE SHIT PUNKS HATE! (Realicide live 2005-07, “The Shit Punks Hate”)
punk rock is pop today
kids will get shit for being different in the wrong way
if yr life's based on an ethic get ready to be put down
through the few who ignore these games is the only acceptence I’ve
ever found
I’m from
what the fuck you are saying or why you are there
only criticize yr technique, get all academic on everything
or bitch against yr right to exist if they don't understand you
immediately
the town I grew up at is bullshit today
the only kids I can stand
are the ones punk rockers hate
in a fucked up way
too rigid to change
or accept some ideas
like they fucked up on some old age
shit - and punk ain't comfort
* ANARCHO CRUST BULLSHIT (“IDENTITY”)
finger-pointing
I see through your facade of a message I see
what you want
is to be on top of a miniature mainstream
you talkin about judgment
and think I don't notice you judging me
fucking crust punk
unadmittedly based on popularity
you wanna be "in"
you want us "out"
your generic words are so hollow
so what the fuck's this about
copping out causes - an excuse to dress up
and dictate the rules of anarchy - man that's just fucked
that sucks!
and I watch your fanboys swarm
thoughtlessly pigeon-holed
in crust uniforms
uniformity isn't unity
it doesn't make you valid,
unity is in the heart
and uniforms are physical shit
ART PALACE FOSSIL-FUCKERS! (Realicide live shows 2005-06)
purposeless outside of pushing a class system
feudalist perverts with more money than they know what to do with
don't talk down to me, you fossil, you old fucker
don't talk to me, you're a disease
in my eyes you can't buy worth
all you've bought yourself is bad taste
an embarassment to life itself
WAY TO ROCK YOU COCKSUCKING LAMERS! (Realicide live shows 2005-06)
try to cash in on retro jokes
look! your club is a joke
it has nothing to do with anybody
what are you... whoa! entertainment!
well we are not amused
worse than cover bands
KILL EACHOTHER SOMEPLACE ELSE! (Realicide live shows 2005)
"macho insecurity, you can't stand yourself"
I never want to make music that will appeal to redneck jocks in
polo shirts
get that hatemonger shit out of here
go kill eachother someplace else
don't get me wrong it'll be great when you're all dead
but we can't let you fuck us up in the process
hey you big cowards
go die someplace else
with something to prove
like greedy animals ramming your heads and pissing on eachother
get the fkkkk out of here!
*
MY MINDMELTING TITCLUTCHER! (“IDENTITY”)
everyone
is watching you
gripping
your tits
public
domain - rape games
baby
I still want you
show
us your cunt
in
public domain
cry
cry cry cry
never
known the feeling
of
your soft cunt
of
your ripe chest
aged
to legality
yet
I don’t know the feeling
everyone
can watch you
touching
yourself
so
much want
so
little slime
"she took a chance - nothing happened"
I call you up at night
my ears are still ringing from the music
tell you what I’m thinking just a little
won't hear from you for a while
the only one I coulda had I wanted
and there's nothing I can say to make it happen
we both know that it wouldn't be so bad
but you won't let me come to see you
you won't let it happen
I don't really like going town to town
meeting people who won't ever think of me
I will reach everywhere this world has to offer
it won't matter - it won't change people like you
she don't look at me unless she has to
BULLETS FLOOD IN
I take a drink and watch you cry with loaded guns lodged into my
eyes
bullets flood into any type of whore I ever been or you adored
I’ve run through fire, felt the fire
firing into my face more and more and more...
shot in the head while I lose my virginity to a prostitute
robbed while stumbling to die
and before she even detaches herself from my body
gotta go someday
is this really how I gotta go
my body like a giant eye drowns in its giant flow of tears
bedroom filling with exhausted blood
shot in the head by the only one I could have
it was perfect, it was terminal.
SLOW DEATH (Realicide live 2005-07, “The Shit Punks Hate”)
he wanted a fast death, to take control
but he died slow
jumped a couple days after we had saw him play
then three fucking days into slow - death -
took control - power over one thing, power over something
of his own! slow - death -
hey man did you really wanna die
or did you want to feel alive
I know they're just about the same
you were a friend of mine taking some authority
cos who the fuck could really know your name
yeah hey what was his name
slow - death -
who am I to say there was a better way
but fuck man there must've been a better way
than waiting it out, with an element of regret
so I heard
waiting with regret
cracked apart, goodbye my friend
we wish you hadn't had to meet that slow death.
CRITICAL (Realicide live 2005-07, “The Shit Punks Hate”)
my friend give me your pain
I, real death
my ability to change
anti-hypothetical death
critical change
critical
now you know what we all want to know
you jumped
you died
and I'll always be on your cide
exit this shit world
we're still always on your cide
realicide youth
your ability to change
* YOUR IDOLS - ALL TALK!!! (“IDENTITY”)
no I don't like Wolf Eyes
cos I don't worship dress-up-rocker temporary fucking games
it won't last with nothing to say
they'll make some money and be on their way
indie rock pukes need a tough guy hero too
that pitiful shit - bells and whistles parlour trick shit
keeping those in
- in
and those out
- out
we don't give a fuck what bands like that care about
chosen ones
figure head of a vague and shaky time
a sense of direction outside of marketing
why the fkkkk would we need chosen ones
the shit they do is a compromise
take advantage when kids can only communicate online
the shit they do is a compromise
rocker shit can't be my fkking figure head no way
you may have fooled all my peers
they don't think twice to take the easy way
but I don't believe in the tricks you're using
to get on the "in" and keep us "out"
you ought not be a figure head
you ought not be a revival of class segregation
I’m going to laugh at your groupies
and I’m going to notice how you’re all talk
* CITY BEAT IS ONLY INTO RETRO FADS (for an
classic rock revival
how much more worthless can something be
and the shit you pass as avant-garde
was old in the fkkking seventies
enteraaaainers
you're on that patron dick
aristocratic suuuuck-ups
go from d.i.y. to that upperclass tip
classic rock revival
eighties electro shit
that's all you fkkking write about
better hope you don't meet me
fkkking useless you get slit
YOUR BODY IS A SHELL ONLY
I went to see your shell yeah empty and unreal
plastic fixed the way you cracked it open
shot through the skin - over-ride
a life can't give enough sometimes
hey fuck you know it's always can't give enough, so over-ride
a friend of mine mentioned to me you didn't wanna die
if that's true then man you know I hate this shit world
and how it rubs out kids like you
when cocksucking burn-outs (like roesing ape) live on
to slow us down and rub us out - out of spite
it shoulda been him and not you
a friend of mine told me that you didn't wanna die
but you did, cracked open, but we aren't gonna say goodbye.
* SCARED TO LOOK UP OR STEP FORWARD (Realicide “Born Into It”, “IDENTITY”)
comforting comforting cocksucker
you don't care no you don't give a fkkkk
more of the same, kick back, too cool
you don't care no you don't give a fkkkk
usually I see you sitting in chairs
no eye contact but you're cool with shit-talking on a screen
or behind somebody's back
always in a chair, eyes averted, ears covered, why are you so
scared
my generation don't do shit cept shit-talking to defend some
weak insecurities and it's all bark kids.
NO HOME
just don't recoil
sometimes I get tired of being far from anything like home
sleeping in the front seat in a pile of trash and maps and
scratched cd's
get woke up by some cops down south what the fuck - bored and
trouble
some kid gets busted - he can't run fast enough
I just met him tonight - now there's bail to pay
what the fuck is going on
sweating through the desert all summer
sleeping in a parking lot come winter
just don't recoil and I will stop
come with me and kill some people
my hospital on wheels - nothing can compare
but where you're at gonna get shot, raped, or robbed
don't recoil, let's go
you got no home
I got nowhere to be
you got no home
anyplace else where I oughta be
sometimes you gotta steal
sometimes you gotta step to a bitch
to get by with your senses alive and on time
hit the road hard - long hours
most places don't got shit to show
fuck well now I know.
BROKE-HANDED BOMBING
chillin on the roof or on the tracks or in a sewer
just a crazed attack on the city like we knew her
sometimes it wouldn't matter if we fall
bomb was done that's all into the night until dawn
bombing with two broke hands I could barely hold a can
try to jump to the next building from a fire escape in the rain
sometimes it wouldn't matter bout any outside pain
tonight it's just us crazed and aimless sometimes with hate
more often with an instinctive escape
always like paint lost to the wind at 4am
closer to the edge - 'evolve' - 'inhuman'
big sleep over yr shoulder
never waiting shit out ain't about getting older
and that psycho real summer was eventually over
and things got colder
* END OF SUMMER CUM WITH ME (MY HOSPITAL) (“Rockin Summer”)
lying there beside the secret memory of the time you slept in my
bed
and though clothed the contact of your skin was undeniable
you did not know that when you woke and went to shower
I stood up and I came hard in the corner of the room instantly,
pretending that I could know the dripping grip of your pussy
and the sound of your voice when you cum for the first time...
I swear I know it woulda been the first time.
and I'da killed any muggerfucker who had tried before and failed
I have an endless hate for anyone who has ever tried to touch you
oh I wanted to be touching you that day...
if I can't touch you, I don't want to live
and spend my days wishing to die
maybe someday I can get the shit it takes
to leave the world, the life, the pain, the body behind
yeah you can call me candy destroyer, you can can me slut
if ya wanna make me live a dream
but wherever you're sleeping with your legs wide open
that is fucking what I want but that's where I'm never gonna be
I don't wanna breathe, I don't wanna see you in arm's reach
(if I can't have what I want) I don't want anything.
* FUCK YOU - COUNT ME OUT
no shit-talking
no condescending
don't talk down to me
I was never like you
you weren't like me
we're nothing like you
we don't want the shit you want or do
no misrepresentation
envious and boring fuckers
envious and boring
I was never like you
you wren't like me
glory - aimless glory for what
fuck you
count me out
what do you believe in
you don't have shit to show
what do you believe in
nothing - a default - a defense - lazy old fuckers
born brats, born fucking old
can't keep up so you gotta talk shit
fuck you - I quit
I can move on - can you?
what else do you have - nothing - a default - a defense
absolutely nothing
you can't keep up
you're dead to me
rotting in the dullest shit
in
* I’M NOT WAITING IN LINE! (“IDENTITY”)
I don't gotta go anywhere...
it's in me no matter what I take!!!
it's fucking in me!!!
one way or another feel something pushing at me!!!
living off some bullshit rave money
sick of running - fix after fix that's what it is
what it was, mile by mile same as waiting in line
across this
but I was still just waiting in line!
I was still just waiting...
take what you need
rent money, backstabber cockblockers every turn I take
waiting in line I’m saying fuck it to you my "friend"
what the fuck you mean when you call me "friend"
you're one dead fucker
waiting in line, I’m not waiting in line
no I’m not waiting in line!
today; tomorrow; I don't wanna be like anyone else
today; tomorrow; don't even want to be myself
so now I’m back in
and I can't wait to leave this place again
try for years to feel at home
but you know me and this city we hate eachother
now I’ve been to a lot of places
I know the names of a lot of assholes
each one tries to stomp on my face
you're fucking crossed out so watch your mouth
me and you dawg we can drown together in our blood
I have been to a lot of places
ain't shit better gonna ever happen
die for the people I loved
and who stabbed my back
one way or another they are one in the same
leaving once again but I’ll be back
before anyplace I go seems the same
even thousands of miles away
nobody will give me what I want
destined to die by my own hands
cos I’m looking only for something else
tomorrow; I don't wanna be like anyone else
today; tomorrow; don't even want to be myself
take take take
without a thought about what you're gonna get
take what you need
I NEVER THOUGHT IT WOULD HAPPEN THIS WAY
holding tight to your body I’m saying
I don't care what happens to me or you
bodies crumble but I’m filled with power not just blood
I feel beautiful with you
year after year of excuses
I don't have to lie to be alive
one of those kinda times, got it again
more than just blood
more than just skin
when we kiss and when we kum
you can make me forced to die
empty every tear out of my face
every place I drive and hide to
never thought it would happen because of you
power I feel beautiful
with an angel, fuck I really didn't know
I didn't want to admit