Rotting Out has posted the lyrics to the 6 songs on their latest 2009 album, Vandalized (6131 Records).
Vandalized Lyrics
1. Good Luck/Bad Days
Chasing days is a waste of fucking time
Torturing yourself thinking what could have been done
You’re spinning a web and catching new prey
Ringing in my ears are the words you said
“Don’t come back and tell me that I’m right”
I knew this from the start
The time I have spent building up mistakes
Makes it easy to show my fuck ups
I have good luck – on my bad side
Which one would you like to see?
I have no god to tell me that I’m wrong
This threat is directed towards me
Good luck/Bad days
It seems like every time we fucking throw it away
It’s getting harder and harder to take bad days
It seems like every time we fucking throw it away
2. Laugh It Up, Kid
The streets flood with garbage, but the drains only take the rain
The ocean over flows, the waves throw fists at the shore
Its these kids that know how to settle the score
They take away their frustration in the meanest way
Around here I never see the same face
I walk with lost people in unknown places
We talk about the great things that we’ll do with our lives
Now sit back as life passes you by
I had in alleyways and walk home when its safe
Around the corner, well this is where they wait
Breaking rules never seemed so wrong
its these teenage dreams that help us scrape along
I find ghosts and they shine so bright
Are they making good choices or is it me who is losing sight?….
3. Skin
I’m shedding an old skin it’s been itching for a long time
A part I can’t hide because it holds all my lies
It falls to the ground, I drag it behind
A reminder to change what I’ve done wrong
It’s the lead weight that keeps you held under
The thought of making one choice or another
Ripping you apart, it makes you choose
Say the wrong answer and you know you’ll lose
Breaking out – Keeping it alive
It’s these answers to life that I hold inside
These demons that follow and change the way you think
These lead weights are forcing me to sink
4. Vandalized
Running, running I’ve lost my way
There’s no reason for what I feel inside
Cause it’s all in my head and it makes me sick
So fuck this life and your perfect plan
If you take this journey through my brain
You’d see these scars and feel my pain
If I had a choice, I’d make it go away
But its me, I like it, it’s here to stay
It’s electricity through my mind
It ruins each day, it’s just a matter of time
These dark and empty buildings have no one inside
And I’m along with my thoughts with time to vandalize
My brain is, its fucking with me
Its making me go insane
I want to get away, I got nowhere to hide
5. City of Shame
Its 6 AM the fucking start of the day
And that stack of bills hasn’t gone away
8 hours 8 days, it’s all the fucking same
Swallow your pride and learn their game
I don’t give a shit how you feel today
I’m losing it, I’m losing it, just give me my pay
Now my job is simple, it takes no thought
Pay my rent and it’s time to clock out
I don’t want a raise so I get more work
Just leave me a lone cause I know what I’m worth
Fucking believe this is the city of shame
It’s the way we fight and struggle just to make it through an 8 hour day
These fucking walls are closing in with every breath I take
In the city, in the city of shame
It’s the city of shame where the bosses pray for rain
They want their smogged covered sins to be washed away
I’m not saying I’m perfect, but I’m treated like profit
To your growing pockets from your employees pain
6. From the Inside
The lies the spit
I know they’ll never quit
But the one thing you don’t see
Is that they won’t stop feeding off of me
Like an abortion, we’re fucked from the womb
To have someone choose what we can and cannot do
NO NOT ME
But we’ll outlive Christ, we’ll show you the way
To carve out those thoughts, that haunt your day to day
So far past broken, that repair will make it worse
Go fuck yourself before we do it first
We were put on this earth to ruin your life
Fucked up kids with fucked up lives
We bring you nightmares when down on your knees
It’s the devil who owns us, the one to whom we paid our fees
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