another day another bottle to drain
another drug to take away the pain
twisted mind, sick in the head
down in the tube and theres no way out!!!!!!!!!

how long can i go on like this!
how much abuse can i endure!!!!

STATE OF FEAR - Abuse

"i will never take for granted the love that you're giving. NEVER FORGET WHO YOUR FRIENDS ARE" - Never Forget, Battery

"slaving in a factory, a differnt kind of insanity
feels like I'm locked in a cage
working like a maniac, gave myself a heart attack
for a job that pays minimum wage, I WANT MORE!!"

- suicidal tendencies

Endless nights of persecution
Reopening wounds - never healed.
Always willing to suppress our attempts to be free.
Violence is always a tool in so called democracy.
Agents of the state allowed to spread terror,
Seeking to eliminate sparks of political resistance.
Endless nights of violation
Breeding fear - anguished cries.
A blood oath to never surrender.
Committed to the struggle until all fences are
Burned.
You'll try the taste of pain we endure every day.
To quit without resisting would be to live in vain.
Attentive eyes guard the tents in the twilight.
Women and men
Ready to counterattack.
Full moon shines...
The enemy crawls in the dead of night.
No way back...
The masked cops take their final step.
You're trapped.
Surrounded by the mass.
Laws are ignored.
Justice from bleeding hands.

Casa de Caboclo - Point of no Return

why would they vote in favor of their own defeat? - the evens - cut from the cloth

SELF-RIGHTEOUS
ALL

Self-righteous crusader
Don't care what you don't do
You talk the straight edge, but you walk the crooked mile
Don't misjudge me, cause I ain't on trial

Just because I suck
Don't mean you're off the hook
Just cause you're not drunk
Don't think you're not fucked up
A lot of good people like to have a good time
Even Jesus Christ turned the water into wine

Self-Rrighteous crusader
Fuck me, and the same to you
I'ts my body, I'll get high if I want to
Go dry if I want to
Die if I want to

Just because I suck
Don't mean you're off the hook
Just cause you're not drunk
Don't think you're not fucked up
A lot of good people like to have a good time
Even Jesus Christ turned the water into wine

Don't confuse sobriety with morality
There's a lot of sober murderers
Just look at history
But I'm still an O.K. guy
Even if I want to get high somtimes, high sometimes, high sometimes

Just because I suck
Don't mean you're off the hook
Just cause you're not drunk
Don't think you're not fucked up
A lot of good people like to have a good time
Even Jesus Christ turned the water into wine

Self-righeous crusader
Don't care what you don't do

TITE KO NILALARO BAKIT MO NILALARO....
KANTUTIN ANG PANGULO...BUDBURAN NG TAMOD

COMMITMENT! CONQUERS! ALL!!!

They stuck me in an institution, said it was the only solution
To give me the needed professional help, to protect me from the enemy, myself.
--suicidal tendencies, institutionalized

WAR MACHINE!!!!
WAR MACHINE!!!!
WAR MACHINE!!!!

Ain't no feeble bastard that obeys their every say
They say do this they say do that
No I'm no dogs body
Ain't no feeble bastard
No fucking scapegoat
Ain't no feeble bastard that has no say
I say what I think
Not what they want me to think

AINT NO FEEBLE BASTARD - Discharge

"As the rich get richer, the poor goin' hungry
i've seen the toll it takes on the workingman's family
education system that's obsolete
can't hold a kid's interest or keep 'em off the street
see a father's fear, hear a mother's cry
what kind of a nation lets their children die
government's corrupt and full of red tape
then you're gonna ask me why i hate

Why don't you open up your eyes so you can see
open up your ears so you can hear
take a look around and you will find
take a look around and you will find out why"



SICK OF IT ALL..

in my days somebody told me that the rain would always come,
always come to wash away the pain
but nothing changes and this world still wants me down,
wants me down on my knees praying in that rain

"born this way, die this way"

i'd rather die on my feet
than live on my knees
i'd rather die on my feet
so you can watch me,
you can watch me

WATCH ME RISE
with the things we carry

the loss,
the scars,
the weight of heavy hearts

so i say to the slaves of depression
CARRY ON
and sing the sweet redeeming song
about living this life free and long

watch me, watch me,
WATCH ME RISE
for Miles and miles

-have heart


Alone in a crowd, but we're still standing strong
With X'ed up fists and sing alongs
Times like these are what we live for
These days are more than we'd ever hoped for

We're still here, and we'll never forget the words we said
Time flies by, and the promises made will stay with us
Through our lives

We're not finished yet, that's right

They tried to break the best of us
But still our hearts are true to promises kept

-best song of champion ..

kip it straight.

kung gusto mo pogi e di pogi ka, kung gusto mo mas pogi e di mas pogi ka lahat ng problema may solusyon....... Pogi punk Vs pogi Hardcore

ANG MAGNANAKAW AY MAPAGSAMANTALA - ASIN

PEYBORIT LINE LANG, HIDNI SA HC/PUNK SONG. HEHEHE!!!

[b]We don't need BOOKS!..
We don't need PENCILS!...
We don't need ADVICE!..
We don't need TEACHERS..
Who will destroy OUR BRAINS!!!!!

Future Generation-
Private stock

babae may isipan! may tapang! panlaban sa maling sistema ng lipunan!

ang babae - a.d.a

"through these eyes, i have look the devil in the face.
through these these, i have seen god's holy grace."
-through these eyes
(social distortion)

"you, you're not a virgin are you now?
it doesn't matter anyhow."
-the four horsemen
(the clash)

Hear Nothing see! Nothing say! Nothing!!!
favorite line from my favorite band- Discharge

"and when I close my eyes I envision one so undeserving of your presence. one who does not appreciate you as I. one who needs not struggle with your absence..."

"No Place Like Home" - Indecision

equality may rot....fraternity wither...liberty may die on the vine...but hope.....hope is a survivor...and will not die....---opening line from "blue ska" by propaganda and information network

punk's not dead it just deserves to die - dead kennedys (chickenshit conformist)

NONE OF YOU COWARDS HAS A THING TO SAY
ANOTHER SONG ABOUT
"THE EDGE", "THE CREW"
OR YOUR PRECIOUS SALAD DAYS
THE WORLD'S AFLAME
AND STILL YOU PLAY YOUR GAMES
BUT YOU HAIR LOOKS GREAT
AND YOUR SOUND IS SO STRIDENTLY TAME.

ANOTHER BORING FAD, ANOTHER TIRED JOKE.
OUR LEGACY IS TREND CAUSE ENTERTAINMENT
AND FASHION HERE REIGNS
ONE MORE AMERICAN GAME FOR ALL THE
OVER PRIVILEGED KIDS TO PLAY..



TOOK THE WORDS OUTTA MY MOUFF...

if the body is a temple then mine is condemned.

- Poison Idea

who gives a fuck what anybody says,
we'll live and love until we're dead,
holding on to what we've come to know....

Hot Water Music......
powerful words from chuck ragan....
bangis talaga.

wag mo kong tawaging PUTI!
wag mo kong tawaging PUTI!

-NOFX

Time to remember
Look through the window
And time to cry
Time to cry
I gotta get the time
Where can I find the tim

GET THE TIME- Descendents

self proclaimed punk king of the net
I hope carpal tunnel is all that you get
the monitors glow is your only light
beat your meat to your own website
chatroom junkie, social flunkie
rule the scene from inside your room
you're safe inside your cyberwomb
never been to a hardcore show
got a zillion megabytes but nowhere to go

-'heynerdshovetheinternetupyourgapinganalcavity@dork.com' - SPAZZ


In front of me debauchery (hell yeah)
Crying in line and dying burning debris
My Face is burning, burning so quick
Like a candle at the end of its wick
Well, I turn the dial, I turn the channel
I turn into a monster fighting the eternal battle
I need some help and, there is no doubt
If I'm gonna go down I'm gonna take somebody out

-'i wanna riot' - RANCID


The crowded future stings my eyes
I still find time to exercise
In uniform with two white stripes

Unlock my section of the sand
It's fenced off to the water's edge
I clamp a gasmask on my head

-'moon over marin' - DEAD KENNEDYS

And I don't wanna fight anymore
And I'm still not sure what I'm doing here
I'm praying and praying, who are we praying to
That might understand
And if you get this letter I'm sorry I didn't make it back

-'letter home' - STRUNG-OUT


Don't paint us the perfect picture,
We have visions of our own,
Don't give us the safe interpretation,
We want, we want to know the truth.
We're not down to die, and be this typecast culture
We're not down to die, and be the faceless soldiers
Don't sell us the perfect image
We'll struggle to find ourselves
We want the unpopular challenge
We want, we want to test our intellect

-'typecast modulator' - SNAPCASE


We were friends since school
The punks were never cool
But we didn't care anyway
And even in the scene
When it was cool to be mean
We walked the other way
Rebels from birth this world had no worth
But then you went astray one day
And I don't think it's right
That you gave up the fight
And walked away; you ran away
We could of made that change,
We could of set this world,
This world on fire
What happened to your desire
How did you think that I would feel?
Didn't you think I was for real?
I know it's been so long since then
But it's time I'll sent this letter to my friend

-'letter to a friend' - SHELTER


If you think I'm all alone, you are foolishly wrong,
There's an entire army who blindly follows along.
And you happen to be one of them, believe it or not,
Even though you try not to be, we are of the same plague.

-'leave mine to me'- BAD RELIGION


I like food, food tastes good!
I like food, food tastes good!
Juicy burgers, greasy fries,
Turkey legs and raw fish eyes
Teenage girls, with ketchup too!
Get out of my way, or I'll eat you

-'i like food' - DESCENDENTS


The storylines that bridge the chasms between cognition and belief.
Any other plausible denial that might offer some relief.
From the dissonance that francis left screaming in his wake.
Deep into the heart of the cities parklands he made good his escape.
And where for five months he ran free and replayed his only fond memory.
Just a warm and distant dream of his mothers loving eyes upon him.
Francis made it farther than she did. A quarter mile just short
of the city limits they finally captured him.
And there's a statue right behind where it's written to remind
us of all their contributions. To me it marks "potemkin city limits"
as francis cast in bronze to the realm of god.

-'potemkin city limits' - PROPAGANDHI

nawala ba post ko dito?

"always against the odds, one with the underdogs" - TERROR

"As the animals, they can't reason but as humans we can, so are you just a wild animal or a rational man? Our bodies take you nowhere, might does not make right There's a gift inside your head called your mind" - Armed with a Mind by Have Heart

"with engine heart and boiled blood i will push on down my wounded roads i can outrun i will outrun you all" - Black Cloud by Converge

"Death is where men unite. We unite only in death. A union of corpses littered under a mourning moon." - The Creation Ruin by Shai Hulud

" When all the sheep's blood washes off the wolves It'll haunt you all It'll fuck us all" - Insomniawesome by Trap Them

"Optimists are liars bored with dreams of gold"

-Swamp Thing, "Stepping Stones"(not sure if tama)

"Black death
While they were crying
in their bibles ancient knowledge rested in Arabic
from Toledo east to the Caspian
6000 years stand as a testament while the mystery of the hinterland draws our eyes from the typical
the east always wears a tarnished crown in the court of the peripheral they laid straight border lines
this cuts the tie that binds the crescent
one more fertile a difference place and time "

-Ghostlimb, "Scimitar"

"You think that life is really tough when your daddy won't buy you a brand new car
Take a girl out, she won't fuck you, you just bought her a gram of coke
Spent all your money on shitty coke
I'm not a loser!, that's right, I'm not a loser!, I'm not a loser!
Cruise down the boulevard wasting mommy's gas while you're looking for some kicks on Friday night
You're only goal in life is to smoke a joint and decide how you're gonna get laid tonight"

-Descendents, "I'm Not A Loser"

"He walks the streets collar up to the snowfall. holes in pockets and knees. sleeps in bar rooms and horse stalls. but you can't stay too long in one place. "move along kid, we don't like your face." mother's hold children close out of fear. father's curse under breath as they sneer. he walks the streets, years pass by with the snowfall. time is wasted in drink, days begging and lost souls. holds no merit in vagrants in boxcars. down in hell you best know who your friends are. "not so proud scrounging for your next meal. no alibis sold when with devils you deal. how does it feel to be all alone with no direction? home is never home, it's just the place where you came from." "home is never home," writ on walls of the church and the hostels. "home is never home," said by martyrs and lost souls. "home is never home," said the prophet in plain clothes as he strummed his guitar. and he screamed, and he sang. "

Defeater, "Prophet in Plain Clothes