Prey on the weak they've got you living life on your knees, day to day week to week you need this just to breathe. Give life a meaning and fill that void with disease, that tastes like you mean something, that gives you that release.
Born and raised to be afraid, don't question, don't think, just drink up and know your place. Drink away, here's to another day, lives lost in bottles, minds that have been enslaved.
Minute by minute you watch life slip away, you retire dreams and convictions into an early grave. A victim to you weakness, a slave. How do you forget past failures, how do you forget mistakes?
Born and raised to be afraid, don't question, don't think, just drink up and know your place. Drink away, here's to another day, lives lost in bottles, minds that have been enslaved.
A victim to self hate. Enslaved, by yourself, and no one else.
Enslaved, by yourself and no one else.
Enslaved, only you can find a way out.
Enslaved, there's one thing that still holds true (chain xxx)
Straightedge, what separates me from you
The Brooklyn miscreants dish out six helpings of raw, sinister punk that combine raw energy with metalcore power moves. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 14, 2022