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Filth Fest III Comp

by Permanent Scowl Records

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1.
Do you know what it's like to hate everything around you? I betcha do, I betcha do. To be down and pissed and bitter and you lock yourself inside of your room? To have that feeling in your stomach that acquires when you start feeling blue? and the weight that's in your chest- it holds you down 'til you can't even move? So notice, just know this, I've been there and we are not alone. If you need a hand don't be afraid to ask. Reciprocity emerges from a heart of gold, and we are not alone.
2.
I hear they say, “the scene is apolitical” I hear they say that, “no one gives a shit” I hear they say that, “that was just the 90s” I keep on saying that there are people still oppressed No I wont stand down, I’m not white and I want a place I wont shut up because I’m queer and I’ll raise a voice I wont back off, for my women and all they face No I wont back down I hear they say, “the scene is apolitical” I hear they say that, “no one gives a shit” I hear they say that, “that was just the 90s” I keep on saying that there are people still oppressed No I wont stand down, I’m not white and I want a place I wont shut up because I’m queer and I’ll raise a voice I wont back off, for my women and all they face No I wont back down You want to know why I fight? I’ll tell you why I fight... You want to know why we fight? We fight because we’re the people this affects I hear what you’re saying but we’re people not politics I hear what you’re saying but we’re the people that this affects I hear what you’re saying but I don’t give a shit
3.
as the burning rage rings out only to go underground in a couple years, what's left? the moment's pulse is still ringing in our walls who's lost? / whose loss? as the fires spread the words char leviathan's amor you come to see it's more than skin peel it away, feel yourself come undone what's worse?
4.
Don't call it a sickness. Don't call it a curse. My heart may be broken but I know it works and who are you to tell me what it beats for? There's a disease that you keep reinventing. I won't respect you when you can't accept me or the problems that you conveniently ignore. Because I'm a human being. I am not a condition. Fuck you and fuck all your predispositions.I'll sing this loud until I lose my voice. It's a matter of fact not a matter of choice. It's a fact of life not a matter of choice.
5.
Box made masculinity Stay the fuck away from me Don't fucking talk to me Man the fuck up Hard faster Caught in contradiction Break down the walls Build them back up Gender norms Down for the core Misogyny conformity Hardcore punk more of the same Hardcore punk more of the same Double standard Privileged Punk Man boxed in Unf Check your privilege Take responsibility for the space you take
6.
"5 4 5 3 Funk X 2 5 4 Trash Splash 1 + 2 +3 + 1 + 2 + 3 5 / 4 P0nx x 5 5 / 4 Palm Mute x 3 bum....bum....bum blout blout blout x 3 ascending 1 2 3 x 4 4 on the floor 10 together 4 on the floor bum bum. bum bum. crash. 3 3's 8 2's 6 / 6 / 6 rory's part heavy rory's part light cut in half FEEL COMPELLED TO SING ALONG"
7.
Are you praying to god that our souls be saved or are you just praying that we'll stay the fuck away from you? Is this about morals or is this about faith in a nation under god? What a disgrace. Now you're glued to your TV and you're trembling scared of this ugly, fucked up world out there where the evil, godless, sexual freaks come out of your nightmares and into the streets. If it were up to them to decide the way that other people live their lives, we'd all be married to our balls and chains, giving props to our homie on the lowercase 't'. No wonder they just wait around to die. I want to make you sick.
8.
Ticks crawling under my fingernails asking for homes. High noon on the hottest day of summer. I am 19 years old. Crack my knuckles and keep my eyes down low on the ground. I know I’m ugly and I’m always wanting. Eat me alive. Burn down bridges and I don’t think twice As I sleep in a warm bed of ash every night. I write my own name, in the remains and I don’t even cry. I know I’m ugly and god knows that I’m always wanting. I am my own god, an ugly god. An ugly god. Eat me alive.
9.
Can't connect with anyone Disconnect with myself Mind races in my sleep No escape, no relief Whirlwind of conflicting thoughts No direction, I'm fucking lost Endless nightmare Do you know what it's like living every day Not knowing what's wrong with you and having no one to relate Endless nightmare I can't wake up I was born wrong There's no place for me
10.
I've been thinking, I've been thinking about all the places that I have ever been. Who could rank them? Could I rank them? If I were to rank them what would it be based on? Probably the people that I've met in them. How much they like me, how much I like them. When we go out do we have to drive there? Can we take our feet, can we take our bikes there? How much does it snow there, and how hot is the sun? What do the punks do when they want to have fun? I've been thinking, I've been thinking about all the people that I have ever been. If I were to run into them on the street would I recognize them? Would they recognize me? When they found out that I'm pretty much the same would they cut their hair, would they change their name? Would they be proud of me or just be shocked that I'm 26 and still trying to be punk rock?
11.
History unfolds as the layers of space break apart, revealing incongruencies in our world, The worst of the worst is the ideas I hold dear, the failing flailing final breaths of our dead philosophies . Vitriol waves spread from every good idea, leaving us in wreckages, as bitter hardened shells Its no lie the worst ideas all die, every hope I have is paved for their world its no lie the good ideas survive capital, domination, encompasses our world if reality could break we’d all breath again, if even for a moment to see it could be different. yet the fire burns with every day and civilization prospers, Fall in love with the bad ideas, theres no reason left to breathe human strike after human strike refuse to take pleasure in the world they’re goal is to subjectify us, and be a rhizomatic force, creativity is capital’s avant garde, refuse to produce for them. If we hate this world, and their ideas we must accept one thing. There ideas worked better then ours and we are all failures, failure, failures
12.
Conversations with the Embers On this eve of lingering darkness The fingers of frost begin to retreat A quest for the tinder that will warm my bones And on this night I enter a slumber The flame a trance Conceived in poplar Ablaze they dance To the hymns Of their own Transformations And as I stare Into the flame A conversation Of ancient ways Meditations Of transformation Entering realms Of those before Speaking to the flame Seeking to ascend Terrestrial planes Cede myself through pyre
13.
I've got to be the very best, the best there ever was. To catch them is my big test, to train them is my cause. Oh sweet mama, daddy's got them Pokemon blues. The girls way down in pallet town, they love my Pokemon. My mother she once told me son, "you gotta catch em all!" Charmanders are red and Squirtles they are blue. If you were a Pokemon, baby, I'd choose you!
14.
So, how u livin'? I’m getting over, that’s a given. Don’t even need to ask the question. Makin’ you move is my profession, so let’s kick it To my funky jam session How U livin’? Girl, I ain’t sweatin’ what you spittin’ Cuz I’m a lady on a mission To neutralize the competition, share my vision by my crazy wordsmithin’ My name is Sulfate, Lauryl That is my story, here’s the moral I work a hard day’s night to bring you pleasure that’s aural I know you’ve heard of me, certainly Because I bring the nerdery Step out of the phone booth and here’s my secret identity Cuz I’m like Clark Kent she I’m wearing my glasses And when they come off You know I’m kickin’ some asses Cuz I’m a hero A she-ra Sexy like Shakira Tough like an amazon Bigger than Gozira I’m loud, BOOM BOOM, like a cannon ball And outta this whole hall Yo, I’m the fiercest of all So baby, hold out your plate cuz this is delicious I make it rain down like loaves and fishes I’m a miracle, yo Let me be specific: In real life, I’m nice, but on the mic, I’m vicious... So How U livin’? Yo, I ain’t sweatin’ what they spittin’ Cuz I’m a lady on a mission To neutralize the competition, share my vision by my crazy wordsmithin’ So, how u livin? I’m getting over, that’s a given. Don’t even need to ask the question. Makin’ you move is my profession, so let’s kick it To my funky jam session. (This is my dope jam. Everybody put up your hands And get out on the floor and do that slo-mo dance...) From the middle of the night til the morning light Sometime it’s a delight but sometime it’s a fight I’m getting thru it even tho I’m not feeling too hype I gotta trust everything is gonna turn out right... So, how u livin'? I’m getting over, that’s a given. Don’t even need to ask the question. Makin’ you move is my profession, so let’s kick it To my funky jam session How U livin’? Girl, I ain’t sweatin’ what you spittin’ Cuz I’m a lady on a mission To neutralize the competition, share my vision by my crazy wordsmith in’ 1, 2, 1, 2 keep it on Listen to my shit because I kick it til dawn Savor my flavor like a candy bon bon Stick it in your mouth and recognize I am the bomb 1, 2, 1, 2 keep it on Don’t try to play me cuz I’ll check you like a pawn I’m here to wreck it like Ralph, and then I’m gone So don’t be waitin’ on the denouement. 1, 2, 1, 2 keep it on Listen to my shit because I kick it til dawn Savor my flavor like a candy bon bon Stick it in your mouth and recognize I am the bomb.

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released June 6, 2015

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