Itch on my finger, I'll give you hell
Bigger than me but that's just as well
So when you fall face down in the dirt
You'll think of life from death to birth
Shoot to kill, and ask the questions later
Shoot to kill, the targets marked in "black and white"
Shoot to kill, don't keep your eye on the job
Shoot to kill
We already know who committed the crime
They'll shout in protest but it ain't my time
I'll just sit back and kick up my feet
The next dead man waits on the street
Something to get me out,
Out of this place
Everyone knows but they don't give a shit
They'll sit there and poke, it's all just a joke but we are the ones who are left
If you want it...
Sever the ties, remove the haze from my eyes, petrified oh your petrified
Claiming what's mine from bitter hands of those who'll dine, petrified oh your petrified.
Tokens of blood for you to feast
I don't wanna see, i don't wanna see your faces, out on the street
You think we just take well I hope for your sake you've made your peace with the dead
Cuz if you haven't...
No longer alive, but if she saw whats inside, petrified oh your petrified
Within my mind I've stopped that thought 1000 times: I wish you'd died oh I wish... you'd died.
UK82-inspired hardcore punk from Christchurch, New Zealand, gruff and fast and economical and, of course, righteously pissed. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 16, 2020
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Dead Cross, Retox, and Qui members dish out subversive hardcore with an indignant smirk; come for the riffs, stay for the synth experiments. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024