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Binghamton, America

by Caste

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1.
Ego Trip 02:19
You've clearly mistaken Me as a victim So test my convictions And as the plot thickens With your valediction we'll see who's the chicken In this confliction You captious fuck Step off you ain't that tough You nihilist you egotistic piece of shit Ego trip eat shit
2.
Earth 02:39
No fresh air to breath no water fit to drink Extinction is imminent these plagues sent by your government Washed down the drain along with your brain Trust in their games cuz there's no one to blame They been down playing shame by the culture they paid Raped Pollution acid rain solution use your fucking brain Revolution time for progressive change In the age of airplane and their chemical sprays Food laced with paraffins to preserve the taste Forward the time has come our chance to over come Just one more taste of freedom Our tongues still burning from the poison No future no tomorrow my world gets fucking swallowed Full speed ahead put a gun to the environments head As earth incinerates faster burn in hell with us you greedy bastards
3.
Hands Up 02:30
Scared cop gun shot blood stained sidewalks What year is this the prejudice still present in police departments Incompetence breeds violence in a rookie cop's lack of experience Or common sense to try to prevent the use of lethal self defense Inconsequent to the evidence these incidents are not accidents oh no Guilty or innocent what's the difference get a paid vacation for a lapse in judgment It's so redundant the thug had it comin gunned down police to secure the peace please Fuck a flock you're a gang of sheep in the streets with a glock and amnesty From the chief to deputys notice their faculty's lack of diversity Paint a picture of equality with contradictory ties to white supremacy What year is this stop and frisk so gestapo can pop you for holding a spliff When narcotics detectives are dirty cop drug lord monopolist At protest pacifists get supressed with tear gas never the less Progressive brutality these excessively violent sadistic police oh no See its the crime of apartheid redefined By desensitized swine that are militarized Persuant ratified coupe ostracizing a group Surmising attitudes misconstruing power abuse
4.
Despair 02:19
I'm fucking no one I've been losing self respect As I struggle to deal with these past regrets Rat trap set me back kick me out on my sorry broke ass Don't ask don't stare but be aware that the man that I was is no longer there I can no longer bare always being compared always feeling Dispair always feeling so scared hanging my head in shame I do my best to ignore the pain of life That plagues my sanity my dignity is questioned daily I've been failing to cope with my struggles Rat trap set me back kick me out on my sorry broke ass Don't ask don't stare just be aware That the man that I was is not fucking there and I can no longer bare I'm so sick I could scream from the lack of sleep Force feeding myself just to fucking eat The struggles surreal and hope is cold as steel I feel my grip slippin frost bitten finger tips and I think fast my thoughts race My minds in outter space A head case most days struggling to maintain hope
5.
We're all old jaded assholes holding onto Rockstar juvenile goals A sad state of affairs with my band in the stairs We're drinking beers well fucking cheers to good times for the next 10 years Just cuz you think it's wrong doesn't mean your right Cuz my friends and I can have an awesome night Drinking 40z under street lights Just cuz I think you're wrong doesn't make me right but my friends and I are partying tonight And its the greatest time of our fucking lives Fuck my life Just cuz you think it's wrong doesn't mean your right Cuz my friends and I can have an awesome night Drinking 40z under street lights Just cuz I think you're wrong doesn't make me right but my friends and I are partying tonight And its the greatest time of our fucking lives Well here I am thirty fucking years old With jack shit to show Except these adolescent dreams I refuse to let go I love hardcore booze weed and tattoos Here in the 607 we were born to lose I grew the fuck up abrupt a catalyst to shit luck But now I'm running a muck bringing ruckus and suckas can't touch us

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Recorded by Kyle Serlington
Mastered by Adam at Cauliflower Mastering Cleveland OH
Album Art by jp4hire

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released October 8, 2015

David Ross- Vocals, Lyrics
Tom Doud- Guitars
Dave Garris- Bass
AJ Pass- Drums

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Caste Binghamton, New York

David Ross- Vocals, Tom Doud-Guitar,
Kenneth Roe Smith-Guitar
Dave Garris-Bass, AJ Pass- Drums

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