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PUNCTURE LYRICS
"Demo '92" (1992 Demo)
1. Miscalculation
2. Youth Gone Mild
3. Breeding Contempt
4. Scum of the Earth
5. American Dream
6. Bonus Beat[ing]s
1. Miscalculation
Painfully aware honesty hurts
what worked before no longer works
new strains appear day after day
resisting the old cures at increasing rates
miscaluclation
memories fading away
black aggravation giving birth this way
sick of dilution tired of politics
experimental drug with unknown sideeffects
hold on to the past for dear life
decaying relic of a simpler time
outdated methods rendered obsolete
the tried and the true cannot compete
self amputation escape from the trap
cut loose I am forced to change and adapt
chemical baptism through this I am reborn
I welcome my mutation into another form
2. Youth Gone Mild
Brains locked Down Suspended in time
Perpetual nothin on a reverse decline
Passing the days Isolated state
Spray paint vandals verbalize the hate
inbred slowing down to a crawl
thry're cloning themselves at the shopping mall
Buying shrink wrapped rebellion and anarchy
the latest style for the youth gone mild
Alternative How can you make that claim
when you look thik and ac t exactly the same
conservative sheep in a wolf's leather jacket
living off your parents while you sound sarcastic
3. Breeding Contempt
Festering anxiety shrouded in shame
Lying dormant taking hated shape
Triggered by fear infect the nerve
Sleeper awake
Recurrent curse
sanitize sterilize lace with morphine
Fortify ritual of compulsion
Cleansed of all compassion
Love Honor and Cherish the wound
Never healing always bleeding
in the dark where contempt is breeding
Carving my name in the primitive flesh
Frail and delicate cold and stretched
Tight on a frame weakened and collapsing
slowly turning in the pain you are basking
Drowning in humanity
doing hard time organically
Hate factory working overtime
agony rolls off the assembly line
4. Scum of the Earth
5. American Dream
Power surge underground
grease the wheel
shut em down decisions made
price you paid hands are tied should have lied
play the game feel no shame
climbing up broken backs manipulate
infiltrate segregate dominate
feed the machine
American dream you burn
6. Bonus Beat[ing]s
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