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SYMPTOMS
BALI HOUNDS
SOMETHING'S MISSING
BACK N FORTH
SATAN'S CHILDREN
UNDER THE KNIFE
SHANGHAIED
LOST
TIME TO KILL
EVIL STREETS
WORK WEAK

SYMPTOMS

Can't think, can't eat
No motivation for anything
Gotta' rash on my brain
Itching, driving me crazy

I feel sick
I feel sick

No one can see my symptoms
No idea I've already got them
Hidden in my head
Sickness in my head

Feel hot, then cold
Next to be tucked in my deathbed
Snot's running from my nose
Too far gone to wipe it

I feel sick
I feel sick

No one can see my symptoms
No idea I've already got them
Hidden in my head
Sickness in my head
Eight doctors in a week
Waiting rooms caked with disease
Under cold florescent lights
Lying nurses claim I'm fine
They laugh as I start to cry
It's worse than I realized

I feel sick
I feel sick

No strength left to refuse
Isolated out of view
Hooked up to pumps and tubes
Machines beep all around
Doctors are freaking out!
This time I'm going down

It's worse
It's worse than I realized
It's worse than I realized
It's worse
It's worse than I realized
It's worse than I realized
Look up just as a priest
Administers last rights to me


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Bali Hounds

Ripping teeth, Exposing flesh
Search and scavenging through trash for a bite to eat
Let them pass,
If they smell fear they just might attack

Bali Hounds (chant)

Better run for your life
Touist are petrified
with just one look from those eyes
Yeah!
They might stink, smarter than you think!

Bali Hounds (chant)


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SOMETHING'S MISSING

Caught without an alibi
Lost the meaning in my life
Mirrors offer tired eyes, I no longer recognize
The slippery slope of rapid decline

Something's missing in my life
Your guess is good as mine
Knocked out of my routine
Answers are out of my reach

Livin like a parasite
Just along for the ride
Lurking in the Tenderloin
Powers off, unemployed
Stare in disbelief, how could this be?

Something's missing in my life
Your guess is good as mine
Knocked out of my routine
Answers are out of my reach

Something's missing in my life
Your guess is good as mine
Days and nights pre-occupied
Separating truth from lies
Moving on is bittersweet
Frustration won't let me sleep
No matter how loud I scream
I allways feel incomplete


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BACK N FORTH

GOT SEX!, On my mind 24 hours a day
If I was a dog, They'd have me spayed
Not afraid one bit, don't even try to hide
My insatiable sexual appetite

Back n Forth, then side to side
Your hips locked tight up against mine
Fuck all that talk of abstinence
Hey! have no regrets

Brought up beleiving sex is a sin
Bad things will happen if you give in
The secrecy only made me want to know more
Practiced so hard I made myself sore

Back n Forth, then side to side
Your hips locked tight up against mine
Fuck all that talk of abstinence
Hey! have no regrets

Let's have sex
Side to side
Let's have sex
Side to side
Let's have sex
Side to side
No regrets


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Satan's Children

On a demonic crusade
I see them on the train
They won't be satisfied
Till there inside my mind
Must of tipped them off
Thinking perverted thoughts
I try so hard to behave
Keep up the charade
Could be a passerby
When the timings right
There gonna make a move
I think it's coming soon
Paranoid and weak,
After months on the run
Can't get myself to admit
My last song is sung

Everywhere I roam
I'm being followed close
By kahki wearing clones
The darkness controls
You could be one too!
Already said to much
They got me on the run
Not knowing who to trust
I don't know who to trust!

Satan!

Satan's Children
Sent on a mission
To watch and listen
To everything you do and say


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Under the Knife

I was gonna make it
Really, really tried
But time runs out fast Under the knife
Focus on the future No looking back
The rules change evryday and nothing lasts

This preasure is way to much
Never enough time to adjust
I run from one thing to the next

Got a million faliures
For each success
Tell myself I can sleep when I'm dead
All I know, Is how to fight
That's how the game is played under the knife

This preasure is way to much
Never enough time to adjust
I run from one thing to the next
With a blade against my chest

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SHANGHAIED

Could be a road to nowhere, Headed out west
Left everything I've ever known back East
Got no remorse and no regrets
Every man for himself
In this town you better watch your back

A town so dangerous
Problems solved with bottles and daggers
Murder, sex and violent crime
Paint a slummer's Paradise
Found a room in a Broadway dive
Brothel, Deadfall on either side
Gonna find a friend, drink till were blind
Drown together in a sink of vice

Every man for himself
In this town you better watch your back
From all around the world whores and thieves
Arrive with dreams of riches
Most stories end in tragedy
Sun wakes me from my slumber
Last night's all a blur
I've gotta figure out where the hell I am
Shanghaied, no sight of land!

Every man for himself
In this town you better watch your back
From all around the world whores and thieves
Arrive with dreams of riches
Most stories end in tragedy
Another stray dog
Shanghaied in San Francisco


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LOST

Had everything I ever wanted
So much money It was no object
Smooth silky skin, so flawless
Strangers stopped me just to touch it

None of it means a thing
Without you here with me
Overcome with greif
Caught in a bad dream
Come back to me!

Last time we talked
Remember we faught
No goodbye kiss
I didn't know that was the last chance
I'd have to touch your lips
Totally lost, still in shock
Now all I do
Is wait in vain
My heart aches for your embrace

Nothing means a thing
Without you here with me
Overcome with greif
Caught in a bad dream
COMEBACK!
You should be here with me

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TIME TO KILL

Stay on the go, construct barricades
run around in circles so I can't run away
Tried to return, lost my receipts
It's happening to me again,
I'm in way too deep.

Like they say:
Weakness finds me when I sit idly
Every time this happens I give in

There's reasons why I act the ways I do,
chances are at some point in time,
the same happens to you
Learn to survive, don't think twice
Keep yourself busy, let this be your guide

Like they say:
Weakness finds me when I sit idly
Every time this happens I give in

Time to kill, You got time to kill
Too much time on your hands,
discipline is the difference

A tragedy, with no escape
I had so much time, it's all gone to waste
My worst enemy, lives in my head
I try to stay strong but every day's a test

Like they say:
Weakness finds me when I sit idly
every time this happens I give in

Time to kill, You got time to kill
Too much time on your hands,
Discipline is the difference


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EVIL STREETS

If I can stay alive
I'm never going back outside
Can't calm down when shits not right
Something out here wants my life
No warning signs were givin
I know what that is I'm feeling
Warm breath against my neck
Only one thing that can suggest

Evil in the Streets!
Evil in the Streets!
Somethings creeping up behind me
Evil in the Streets!
Evil in the Streets!
Victim of random insanity

Heart stopped test complete
Sad way to become obsolete

Evil in the Streets!
Evil in the Streets!
Evil in the Streets!

Shadows trick my eyes
Why is no-one else out tonight?
Alone and demoralized
Will I live to see the next sunrise?
Images flash in my mind
Family, friends all combined
Into a slidshow, only I see
Evil came tonight for me

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WORK WEAK

The company's done so much
For years they've been my crutch
Helping me stand on my feet
Someday I'll have the time
Practice using my spine
It Seems like everytime
I get the nerve up to speak

The grind is on again
Service with a smile
A means to an end
Non-stop denial

I like my job just great
Time card is punched by eight
The boss mentioned a raise
My workmates are first class
They smile at me and ask
"How are you doing?"
I Always have the same thing to say

The grind is on again
Service with a smile
A means to an end
Non-stop denial

I'm stuck at work every day
Friends slowly fade
A social life will have to wait
Enormous mountains of bills
Completely crush my will to recuperate

If I just had the time, theres not enough time,
Always feels like

Getting ahead is a joke
Get used to being broke
And a life full of debt
I might be slow to adapt
One day maybe I'll snap

You'll know when you feel
The gun up against your head

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