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lyrics

Punch in, punch out
Yeah, six days a weak
Pull sixteens a day but that ain’t with a beat
But I still walk the beat
And I still sweep the streets
But still shit ain’t sweet
I still grit my teeth
Bear and try it
Dare to care and flare up riots
Bear the violence
The backlash from this tyrant
Might suffice, fuck it I might just slice
Twice as nice when my mic device makes a sacrifice
But I keep my murdering on paper
Babies need Daddy to keep working to steady keep the cake up
Keep the baker making dough
I hate this whole rigmarole
This whole rolling life is getting old
But I can’t stand to fold
Hands cracked from cold exposure to the pain
Pride keeps me bold
Do what you’re told
But your patience wasting thin
This is what can happen when the Devil makes you grin

I am not the same
I am not the same
Wish I could have changed
Only myself to blame

I am not the same
I am not the same
Heaven’s off the ground
But now I’m falling down
Falling down

Karma is the medicine times ten
Revenge on my mind
Ascend on the scene with plans for a crime
Some bound to find my notes on this
But it’s all in my mind
My hopes and shit
So for now, on that grind
I keep moving on and on that grind
I keep pushing on and often I find
That there’s a dead end or no end at all
No cliff to fall off
Just a long road to haul
Backpacking, track
I’m pulling this weight
My back cracks
I’m all fed up from this plate
And I can’t take no more of this hate
I gotta keep pace
No break time to waste

I am not the same
I am not the same
Wish I could have changed
Only myself to blame

I am not the same
I am not the same
Heaven’s off the ground
But now I’m falling down
Falling down

How did it come to all of this
When all of this means more than all of this
And there is so much more to this
My morbidness will order it
So sick I am to call it this
But here it is, so corner in
Call the coroner
There’ll be some sort of slaughtering
And there’s a thin line bordering my genius and insane
And the genius side keeps losing cuz my thoughts seem so deranged
And I’m tired and I’m strained
And I’m fed up from all this mess
It’s this mess that I am in that is causing so much distress
So fuck the rest
The check is what I’m after
After it’s all said and done my path has left disasters
I put my feet up on my desk and laugh at all you bastards
I’ve done my daily dirt so all of ya’ll can keep the answers
I’m finished with your ignorance, stupidity
I’m done
I’m punching out right now
So kiss my ass, I’m on the run
I’ve done this run before and more or less it’s worn me down
I’m falling down
Falling down
Falling down

I am not the same
I am not the same
Wish I could have changed
Only myself to blame

I am not the same
I am not the same
Heaven’s off the ground
But now I’m falling down

credits

from Volume Four (2006​-​2008), released August 1, 2022

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