Opiate For The Madness

by The Car Bomb Parade

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1.
All my life it's been the same Been forced to accept their industry That's not the way it's meant to be I've learned their ways I've played their games Been forced to live on numbered days I won't be part of your machine I'll never be silenced Till the day I die I'll make some noise I pledge my defiance Can't keep me from raising my voice All your music sounds the same Mindless anthems of the enslaved You won't be dancing in your graves Been force-fed all your commercial dreams Overdosed on pop culture music schemes I won't be part of your regime Generation fucked We need a rehab from the hits Generation lied We need a detox from their shit Generation dead We need a rehab from the hits We have been misled We need a detox from their shit
2.
Paid our dues and we're here to stay Try getting in our fuckin' way They say that I can't win Lay down and just give in That's a fact that I won't admit I won't slow down and I'll never quit Don't care what you think of me Nothing came easily I had to fight and I had to bleed I got that mentality I got nothing to prove to you And I have everything to lose Paid our dues and we're here to stay Try getting in our fuckin way Here to play, here to win I told you once I won't tell you again I say that you won't last Your luck is running fast Give up you never had a chance Your day has come and your time has passed I came to kill your scene Watch it die happily Put an end to hypocrisy Put an end to your mockery
3.
First of all you’re a liar and a brat Keep that shit away from me Secondly you’re a poser and a hack You fooled me once so shame on me Tell me when you jumped off a bridge Did you learn to fly? Did you grow your wings? They say a quitter never wins Since you failed the first time You should do it again That's what you get for being a two faced friend You lost it all in the end That's what you get for being a two faced friend You lost it all in the end That's what you get for being a two faced friend You lost it all in the end That's what you get That's what you get That's what you get... bitch You made your shitty choices You dug your grave, now you lie in it Now you're exposed Now you’re alone I hope you enjoy your relationship with your dick
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One time before I die I'm gonna speak my mind For the punks, the skins, the hardcore kids The ones that live and die for this We stand proud, though we are few This one's for you... They say life's a game Nothing ever stays the same You're gonna die with your name But you've gotta choose If you play by the rules kid You're gonna lose Their game is rigged It's always been It's our time to win Life's a wild ride I'm gonna ride or die Take away my life You won't take away my pride They say life is shit You're only dealt one hand What you gonna do with it? I say it's time Stand up and fight Take back your mind Life's a wild ride I'm gonna ride or die Take away my life You won't take away my pride Their game is done We fought the fight ...and won Ride or die
6.
Dark times are coming Can't escape it in my thoughts Can't stop it with a .45 Or kill it with my shots Can't stop a nation Of people gone insane Just another victim Of a merciless crusade Can you hear me brothers? Sisters of our struggle? Take the gun out of your mouth and point it at the world What makes them better off than me? Where do they get off? Who's better than us? Fuck the world On a search for justice In a world that's been decayed So I left it all behind and joined The Car Bomb Parade Don't know where we're going Or when this ride will end But if you want to save yourself Then join the fight my friend
7.
Global War 02:43
Revolution in the air People we just sit and stare "Not my problem I don't care" People we are all the same Playing people playing games Money money money fame Rebellion is dead and gone The life of a fuckin' pawn Live inside the lines they've drawn Careful not to stray too far What you see may leave you scarred Truth behind a global war I can see it in my head I know we're better Better off dead I can see it in my head I know we're better Better off... Running from reality Clinging to democracy Looking for the enemy Maybe we can run and hide Away from having to decide Time to pick a fuckin' side Our Father A Murder A Conquest Converter Free People Sheep Herder A Martyr World Order I can feel it in my bones I know I'm in this all alone This generation is fucked This planet is so goddamn lost
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Fatal Run 03:00
I'm screwed Head tattooed Everything to lose There's nothing left for me But these couple of brews I'm screwed Destined to Destined to just lose Everything is thrown away There is nothing to prove My life is headed towards a fatal run My life's imbedded in what I've become Confront shit head on and never fuckin' run Razorblade in my hand, don't play fuckin dumb My phone don't ever work You know I'm off the grid I'm in the cut lowkey Always on some shit They say I'm losing it I'm never having fun But I don't give a shit 'Cause my life's a fatal run
9.
What if I told you It’s in your home? Watching you watch it, you’re not alone Distorting lives Programming minds Manipulating humankind [While we lose this war they place their bets] We are all just minor threats [Flashing lights, lifeless eyes] Electrify our mundane lives [Your big brother knows what’s best] We are all just minor threats [Half-mast white flags] This is despotism cast Why do we worship wealth and fame? Why do we play their game? Cultural engineers Obey, consume their ideas? No! So don’t you think or touch that dial Keep marching single file The sound of boots pounds the street A war to make us obsolete We are all just minor threats We are all just minor threats We are all just minor threats We are all just minor fucking threats
10.
I'm not like you and I don't like the confusion I won't feed into your obvious delusion I'm not like you, you will never be like me You'll never be like me People come people go Too quick to really fuckin' know Who they are, what they do But they want to be like you Steal your style, steal your scene Steal your hate for the machine Leave disgrace in its place Then they're gone without a trace I'm not like you because I live the life I say This ain't some joke and it isn't just a phase I'm not like you and that will never change That will never change I can't hide, I despise People that pretend and lie Who they are where they're from Don't give in don't play dumb Can't escape can't avoid People destined to destroy From below and above Everything you fuckin' love I am devoid of light I am the thing that keeps you up at night I'm hidden in plain sight You want to change? I'm always down for a fight You can't get rid of me I am the darkness in everything you see Controlling every thought You'll find me where your life is lost (I am you) I can't think straight (I am you) Going nowhere (I am you) Feel a change (I am you) It's too late now Submit to me I'll set you free
11.
Our Brother 05:43
A man must feel the chains of slavery before he can be free All the struggles we’ve endured Amount to something more than words You fought a battle most don’t win But still you shined bright at the end A light that can’t be faked or taught That can’t be stolen away from us A man can lose his mind trying to understand why people die Why good men go and bad men thrive Why do we struggle to survive? I've lived enough to understand Death is just part of the plan It’s not about how long, how much But who we were and who we touched A man should not measure success By who is with us at our best But who is with us at the end When we're down and out and nothing’s left Some men live and some men die Some face the truth and some men lie Some walk their paths alone inside We walk with brothers by our side Even though you're gone, the world will hear your song
12.
Last Chance 02:10
We're running out of time Open your fuckin' eyes We feed our own demise We've become what we despise It's time to right our wrongs Reverse what we have done Before we're fuckin' gone One last chance to overcome Find something to die for There's no one left to blame No god no state no race The answer's been the same Staring us right in the face Can't save ourselves from this Conditioned selfishness Not with a fuckin' wish Cross your fingers, hold your dick We're running out of time We're running out of time We're running out of time We're running out of time
13.
We make the bastards rich And we fight their wars They're selling us their shit And we’re begging them for more Even if you wake up You can never win This is what it's like to be American And I can't seem to find my way out Of the cage they built for me I pledge to poverty and privilege in the land of the free They’re forcing us to lie, forcing us to choose Even if you wake up, you will always lose Even if you fight, you will never win This what it's like to be a human being And I can't seem to find my way out Of the cage they built for me I pledge to no one but myself In this life I die free

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released March 22, 2019

Dan "Family Man" - Vocals
Will E. Ramone - Guitar & Vocals
Le Merf - Bass & Vocals

Drums provided by Joey "Bonehead"
Additional bass provided by Andy Matts

Violin on "Our Brother" by Laura Beth Jones
Special guest vocals on "Our Brother" by Dani Psycho
Special guest vocals on "Hit The Ground" by Cory Bayer

All songs recorded with Cory Bayer at Frequency Studio in White Plains, NY except "Generation Fucked," "Original Hardcore Mentality," and "Our Brother" recorded with Shamus McCabe at Nada Studios.

All songs mixed and mastered by Cory Bayer. Additional mixing by Kevin Kumetz at Barbershop Studios

Artwork by Rob Israel

This album is dedicated in loving memory to Patrick "Squirrly" Chambers

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