Ryker's

Done it once - done it twice
I set myself up believing the advice
Convincing me that it's not as bad as it seems
But i can't come up with worse fakes... by no means

You don't remember who
You don't remember where
Useless excuses - it's obvious you were never there
Punks like your kind are really pissing me off
After one year of your endurance
Nothing productive remains... FUCK OFF!!!
...... hypocritical scum...

Don't ask me to understand
I'm out of patience - don't care to comprehend
Righteous talk - leading nowhere
To accept no apologies rightnow isn't it unfair
Live your trendy life
Don't tell me how to live mine
You don't know what it means to be true
You're just a waste of time
...... time after time

If this is what it means
To be political correct
I'm proud that i can say
That i ain't going out like that
If this is what it takes
To be politically correct
I REJECT!!!!!!!!

My quest is simple
A desire i'm trying to feed
Ever since aware of myself
Consciousness - just being there to bleed
Eyesore for others - since the day i was born
I feel the guilt for being me
I feel the shame for being bron
I feel the engine

I've already begun to feel dead
If notfor the people that surround
I would drift away or fall apart
Dissolve my being without a sound
The engine...the core..the focus of my world
Occupying, fueling...uncoupling my two selfs to be heard

I know nobody
I'm known by none
Non being
Nothing to anyone
I have no passions
I have no friends
I need the engine
..to repent
...my only sin..to repent my only sin!!!!
...to...repent...
...to...repent...
I'm only me
The body
The engine!!!

Tear down the body
Dismantle my inner structure
Destroy the shell that contains my soul

...my soul...
Become the engine

i just try to belong in a world
i think is wrong
increasing depression growing fear
generations too deaf to hear
i close my eyes and try to understand
but i don't like what i'm seeing
i just can't comprehend - prove you!
how could i have acted so foolish
to rush the head first
u hope things could be different
it's even getting worse
looking down ashamed to understand
reality ain't how it should be
man's his own worst enemy

try for yourself - to be!
prove you
prove yourself
prove yourself wrong
wrong!

Desperate attempt
To define myself
In terms of what i have done
For others...desperate

I am stuck
Gave all i had to give
I am stuck
When do i recieve?
When do i start to life for myself?
...when will i ever get it right

Overcome - the imbalance
Step by step - i'll make it through
Explatation of virtues
For far too long
Every ounce of strength
Cold as stone - infinitely strong
Some say it's never too late
Well that might be the case sometimes
But the sad truth of it's opportunity
Won't accept the compromise
......imbalance.....

Desperate attempt
To accept myself
In terms of what i have done
To others...desperate

I am stuck
Why should i be true to you?
I am stuck
As usual i turn to you... i turn to you....

straight edge yelling - drugs selling
worthless piece of shit
how can you call yourself true hardcore
when you can't deal with it?
you walk around like (fucking/lord) scarface
five minor jerks at each hand
i guess they're just too hight to get it
otherwise they would understand...that you're a

lowlife...hardcore wannabe
lowlife...that's what you are for me

there must have been better times
right now i can't remember a single one
all my feelings proved to be mistaken
i thought that we would get along
but you're (just) an oversized leech
draining a scene of its life's blood
close your eyes - get lost
what you see is what you ('ve) got

lowlife...hardcore wannabe
lowlife...that's what you are for me
lowlife...hardcore wannabe
lowlife...stay the fuck away from me

what you say and what you do
one way or the other comes back to you
i can't say that i have found a cure
but at least i know you...that's for sure

...you fucking sell out!!!!!!!!

resumption of the worst habit
where has your conscience gone
no respect or consideration
dropping those you leaned on
sorry... is that all you can say?
walking by as if nothing mattered
it's not nearly important as you think
for the emotionally bruised and battered

...the ones you loved... retaliate!

low... how low
must one person sink
to be proud of such a way of life
collecting broken hearts and promise - rings
once again - you got away with it
are you happier now than you'd been before?
this time you may have won the battle
but be assured you'll loose the war!!!!
..... reatliation...is...right...at...hand.....!

something to prove?
there's no real reason?
straining to see what's the hunting season?
turn the parts...upside down
never underestimate...disappointment unbound!!!!

...disappointment unbound!!!!

...you'll loose the war!

Without a second thought
I would choose the path i am now walking on
Without any doubts or regrets
I think this is the place where i belong
Times have changed and so have i
So why should i give in before i've even tried
And so

Another page is turned in the filthy book of entertainment
As nobody learns a simple thing
And open minds only enforce restraint
So i'll do what's right for me
Even if for you it's wrong
So much for the reason that i'll still be here...
A) ...when you're gone
B) ...when you're longtime gone

And now it's time
To set the record straight
To see how i can rely on all the people that surround
To figure out if it's a new beginning
Or only the same old story with just a different sound?

broken... shattered
memories on the ground
splinters... scattered
lost and never found
your eyes search for me - but i look away
your mouth speaks to me - but i won't hear the words you say

bring it back... BACK

the time is gone - the chance is over

didn't know the right words to say
it's like you threw me in a lifeline
but i chose to walk away
i wish... i would... have took it earlier
now i'm reaching for something out of sight
it feels like something in me died...

impossible - another start
to mend the bridge i decided to blow apart

A) ...IMPOSSIBLE
B) ...IMPOSSIBLE TO

BRING IT BACK... BACK!!!

Petey here
I wanna tell im dead broke and im bout to go crazy
half a tank of gas, two ciggaretts
scrapping up change in the ashtray
then the voices its only a test of my faith
it was only

Damn theres a song for that nigga down south
That i was tellin y'all about yo check this nigga shit out
Memba that song i told you came on sounding like
He was talking about everything in my life
How he was at a point in his own
and the problem seemed to be taking a toll
He been fightin so long
seemed like everything he did went wrong
But he found the strenghth to keep on going
and wrote songs about it later on
I know this shit hit me home
especially when he was talikin about the money he owed
how he took the bills and paid a little somethin on each one
like he'd put somethin on his light bill, somethin on his phone
he'd get lil money in here he paid a lil more
he aint have it all so he just paid what he could on it
and somehow he managed to keep all this stuff going
It was nothin but a grace to the lord
Carolina i remeber an i was

dead broke and bout to go crazy
half a tank of gas, two ciggaretts
scrapping up change in the ashtray
and the voices its was only a test of my faith
it was only

Say it seemed like every time he got himself off the ground
Somethin would come and knock him right back down
Sometimed he wanted to lay on out for the count
frustrated and tired but he got up anyhow
and with a smile i'm talking about
it makes ya ask yourself how he could then he broke down and said
I aint never been this happy in my life, aint got a dime more than i had
but everything seems allright, then they said he went low
having a joy of a piece of mind, meant more than any problem i had
at a time, and now i know and i'm so glad
it was only a sign of the time
it was only asking me why should i cry
it was only saying be glad your alive today
it was only (only) a test of my faith

man he went and sang that song
play this shit every morning just to get my little day goin
You just dont know how this had touched my soul
to find out i wasnt the only one that been through so
allmost that exact same something it eased me up
knew what it was just couldn't put iy in words
i aint never been the type that really talk to nobody
so all the problem i had i just kept it all inside me
Y'all had enough of your own to worry bout
Not the little situation i had going on
but yano god wont let you suffer to long
i aint even have the radio on i was out on the porch
then boom! from the heavens above
just when i was at that point and i was just about to mess up
man buddah played a song for me cuz
i just s
my head like uh uh uh uh