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by Wall Breaker

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Released on cassette by Bleeding Edges Label (bxebuttons.storenvy.com/collections/1329240-bleeding-edges-label) and Absolute Contempt Records (absolutecontemptrecords.bandcamp.com/merch)

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released March 9, 2017

recorded 2.4.17 at Developing Nations by Kevin Bernsten

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Wall Breaker New Jersey

Jeremy - guitar
Ben - drums
Ken - vocals
Jeff - bass

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Track Name: Wall Breaker
Wall Breaker

Break the walls now!
Wake in the morning, screw on my head
Step outside, I’m seein’ red
Every fuckin’ thing I say and every fuckin’ thing I do
Is just another attempt to try and break on through

Chorus
Break the fuckin’ walls - Wall Break
Break the fucking walls
Break the fuckin’ walls - Wall Break
That surround my life

Trapped in this cycle – tick, tick, tick
Like a bomb on the edge of red brick thick
It’s funny how no matter how hard you fight back
With every passing hour, you are under attack
Chorus

(mosh part)
I take one step forward, twenty steps back
Now I’ve got nothing left in me to close the gap
Walls a hundred high, a hundred feet deep

Life fuckin’ kills you
Life fuckin’ kills you
Life fuckin’ kills you
Life kills you
Chorus
Track Name: Slow Burn Slow Death
Slow Burn Slow Death

Try it once, hooked for life
Obsess on it all day and night
Whatever it is, we need the fix
Don’t be fooled, we are all addicts

Chorus
Down, down
As your brain goes, so your body goes
Down, down
As your body goes, so your life goes

Give a shit about your life
No one can take up that fight
Don’t beat your chest, cuz you’re the same
Obsessed with non-obsession game
Chorus

Down down down down
Slow burn slow death

(mosh part)
Break free, look inside, take control
Addiction is everywhere
Doesn’t matter the label that you choose
Track Name: Damaged Mind
Damaged Mind
Picture this, this comedy - we’ll criminalize until it’s an industry
Some fake-ass war, for some fake-ass prize
Pull the wool, cover your eyes

Chorus
A damaged mind, the greater crime
A damaged mind, the greater crime

It’s not just about what’s legal or free
It’s what sets the course for this sick legacy
Attack the symptoms and foster the disease
With some fatalistic notion of justice and duty
Chorus

Power and justice conflict!
(mosh part)
Busted!
Track Name: Go Start Your Own Band
Go Start Your Own Band
See the brand new, really cool shiny object
Out to save the scene and raid your pockets
Every t-shirt style and color vinyl
Got that look and mosh to make you smile

Everything you touch it just turns to gold
Everything you do is just so fuckin’ old
This always burns and churns right beneath your feet
Like a circuit of the cathartic set to a beat

Chorus
Go start your own band
Just start something

In garages and basements and secret spaces
Is the grit and power of a hundred new faces
Bringing nothing back because it was always there
Holding nothing back because they have no fucking fear
Chorus

Any floor, a stage
Any floor, let’s rage!

In garages and basements and secret spaces
Is the grit and power of a hundred new faces
This always burns and churns right beneath your feet
Like a circuit of the cathartic set to a beat

Go start your own band
Just start something
Go start your own band
Don’t believe the fuckin’ hype
Track Name: Autobiography
Autobiography
At 20 years old, thick-headed and bold
Coarse and direct
Young, dumb and full of shit
Confidence for miles, experience for naught
Judgmental, never civil, some bullshit silly rebel

Chorus
Think I know what I’m doing?
I haven’t got a clue
Just take my guess at what is best and try to follow through

At 30 years, my life falls apart
Is it the beginning of the end or the ending of the start?
I know how to fix this – cuz it worked so well before
No, don’t ask, don’t ask, don’t ask
Chorus

40 years
Still full of shit
I always will be

Weighted down by memories of regrets and mistakes
The ghosts in my head tell me the hour’s getting late
Think I know what I’m doing? I haven’t got a clue
Just take my guess at what is best
And try not to fall on my fuckin’ face.