This is written by the hands that feed you The up and coming need a nosel before they bite We are hungry
for what you offer Just don't run your mouth Still an infant but you try to run this Earn respect before
you claim your crown We can hear your voices from up here Just don't run your mouth All we have is dead
and gone From this so called pure hardcore When you burnt our unity Just don't run your mouth You come
around here and run your mouth Where did you earn your respect You come around here and run your mouth
We are here to teach you some respect All the sheep wanna be like you Lead the scene to the slaughter
house You preach your purist shit Just watch your mouth I've got a short fuse for people like you I've
got a short fuse, fuck you I've got a short fuse for people like you Been this way since I was 12 years
old schoolyard bullshit swinging Coles trolley poles Brisbane to Adelaide hardcore we stand tall run
your mouth by my fists you will fall
Chicago hardcore veterans embrace industrial metal, doom, and experimental electronics to transcendent, explosive effect. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 18, 2023