Full Blast

by Skullcrack

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released May 13, 2017

Recorded and mixed by Erol Ulug at Bright Lights Studio, Santa Ana, CA
Mastered by Brad Boatright at AudioSiege, Portland, OR


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Track Name: Pyromaniac
Heart sunk low with your head in your hands
Scratching the bottom trying to make a plan
Desperate from relief from the intolerable pain
The remedy can only be to burn everything

Fire, fire - Maniac
I’m a pyromaniac
Higher, higher - Fight back
I’m a pyromaniac

It’s easy to start, all you need is a spark
Burn it down, start anew, you can do it too
Trial by fire, onto the pyre
Make ‘em suck on smoke like a pacifier
Track Name: Never Been Caught
Staring at the wall, thinking of nothing at all
Start to shiver, start to twitch, start to feel my fingers itch
Plot and plan, get what I want anyway I can
Vision’s gone blurry, about to get my hands dirty
Gonna smash, going irate, gotta desecrate
I’d be good if being bad didn’t feel so fucking great
Never felt guilty, never a penalty
What’s right and what’s wrong, it’s just a formality

Born obscene, defiant ’til I’m dead
Remain unseen, I stay one step ahead
Won’t keep me caged, won’t be left to rot
Because I’ve never, never been caught

So quick to condescend, well you ain’t so innocent
You just point your finger and wallow in contempt
Living in a fantasy, a false sense of security
You don’t have the guts to live like me

Born obscene, defiant ’til I’m dead
Remain unseen, I stay one step ahead
Won’t keep me caged, won’t be left to rot
Because I’ve never, never been caught
Can’t be saved, won’t be outdone
You call it depraved, I call it good clean fun
Your rules are only an afterthought
Because I’ve never, never been caught
Track Name: Something To Hide
The mask you’ve made
The persona you’ve conveyed
It’s all a fucking charade
Peel back the facade
To reveal a fraud
Beneath that smirk you’re flawed

Who are you trying to convince
Is it me or your own consciousness
Neither of us believe those lies
What do you have to hide?

Wearing thin, down to the skin
Frail, thin veil, to cover those lies
What, what do you have to hide?

Think I’m impressed? Well, you’re wrong
You’ve lied through your teeth to us all along
Wearing a disguise, a dire guise
You must have something to hide

You misconstrue what’s true
Askew, like the bullshit you spew
Built on lies, you’re the one I despise
You must have something to hide
Track Name: Public Disservice
We can fabricate a candidate
A covert way to manipulate the head of state
You could be our new recruit, a patsy in a suit
The final attribute to make our power absolute
We’ll hire the pundits to endorse our puppet
And play this marionette like a string quartet
Mingle with the elite, sit in the hot seat
You can have a new career in deceit

A lapel flag pin and a dirty grin
You’re almost certainly guaranteed to win
Just kiss some babies, press some flesh
Start your career in public disservice

Once you’re in it’s time to begin
We’ll fill your cabinet with our businessmen
Launch the rockets, increase our profits
Watch the money roll in from the oval office

You’ll pass our diatribe as your policy
Commit warcrimes periodically
Pander public fear and we’ll be the profiteer
Fight an endless war that we engineer
There’s nothing that we can’t handle
Unless, of course, you start a public scandal
Then you’re useless, but you’ve served your purpose
During your career in public disservice

Public disservice - Don’t forget to lock your office
Protect and serve us - And you can line your pockets
Serve no purpose - Just smile when you make a promise
You’re fucking worthless
Track Name: Bone To Pick
I can’t believe the shit you say
Blind accusations and hearsay
Wound so tight, full of spite
You cling to any scene like a parasite

You lead a witch hunt
A publicity stunt
To inflate your ego
Importance placebo
Pretentious clown
Attention hound
You make me sick
I’ve got a bone to pick, with you

I should feel sorry for you
So vacant headed, nothing better to do
When will your tirade end?
When you’ve burned all your bridges and you have no friends

Just stay at home, leave us alone
You make me sick, I’ve got a bone to pick
Track Name: Full Blast
Anything worth doing is worth overdoing
Way too fast ain’t quite quick enough
Running on fumes but I’m redlined
Pedal to the floor until the end of time

I think I’m allergic to moderation
Oblivion is my only destination
We won’t comply, play fast or die
No, we’ll never stop, fuck off

Can’t sit still, can’t take a rest
Not moving forward feels like holding my breath
Live life to excess, I have no regrets
Take my chances like Russian roulette
Today might be your last, let judgement lapse
Turn it up full fucking blast

No responsibility - Full blast
No sympathy - Full blast
Only Hostility - Full blast
For mediocrity - Full fucking blast, up your ass
Track Name: Skullcrack
Watch the dirt fill up with hot blood
Covering your hands with burgundy mud
Eyes roll back, thoughts fade to black
Keep an open mind when your skull’s cracked

Drill down, try to open your brain
Release the pressure that’s causing the pain
Track Name: One More
Once I get started you know that I can’t quit
I’ll commit ’til I’m sick and I’m 86’d
Don’t know if I’ll survive the night, but I’ll take the risk
Lose count of the amount when a drink touches my lips

Can’t stay on my feet
Can barely see, c’est la vie
Bruised and sore, on the floor
But I’ll take one more

I’m a machine, my breath smells like gasoline
What do you mean I’m making a scene? This is my routine

I’ll drink, you pour
Until I’m face to face with the floor

Now I’ve got the spins and I can’t use my limbs
I either have double vision or everyone has a twin
But maybe you’re right, I should call it a night
Just one more before I see daylight
Track Name: Uphill Battle
My whole life I’ve never had a glimmer of hope
Going nowhere down a slippery slope
Everyone against me, that’s my reality
Bloated carcass in the street that’s my destiny
I just can’t seem to break free

No matter what I do I’m always fucked
Doomed before I start, I’m shit out of luck
Never get ahead, I can never catch a break
Mistakes are the only thing I make
Lemme tell you, If it’s not one thing, it’s two others
Failure hanging over me, I’m smothered
It’ll be the death of me, I know I’m cursed
If my clogged arteries don’t kill me first

Everything I try- Uphill battle
Probably until I die- Always a hassle
Lookin’ pretty bleak- Uphill battle
I’m up shit creek- Without a paddle

Under attack like I have a target on my back
There’s a train coming and I’m tied to the tracks
Take a walk in my shoes, you can’t take the abuse
When it rains it pours, that’s my excuse

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