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How to Build an Urban Solider

I'm not afraid of you,
I'm not afraid of anything
I'm not afraid to lose
Cause I've already lost everything.
Label me and cut my hair,
I've got no rights to declare,
Give it all get nothing back,
I've got no time to react.

Gotta get away,
Gotta get away,
Gotta keep my demons at bay,
Gotta get away,
gotta get away,
Gotta learn to live another day.

If I can build you,
I can break you,
I can tear down everything you are,
If I can buy you,
I can sell you,
I can tear down everything you are.

I'm number 15 sixteen,
I'm just a number nothing more,
They make us work like machines,
I've forgotten what I'm fighting for
Listen up don't make a sound,
As we travel into the unknown,
Build you up just to break you down,
Get you used to feeling alone.

Gotta get away,
gotta get away,
Gotta keep my demons at bay,
Gotta get away,
Gotta get away,
Gotta learn to live another day.

If I can build you,
I can break you,
I can tear down everything you are,
If I can buy you,
I can sell you,
I can tear down everything you are


State of Frustration & Sin

Living isn't breathing,
Living is always looking to make the next step,
But it ain't easy,
When there's someone always breathing down your neck.
All these days of feeling like a broken photo reel,
And today I can't tell, What’s a dream and what's reality. 

Take away what I need and what I'm willing to bleed for,
Separate my ambitions and these useless detours,
Motivation is wearing thin, wearing thin,
Welcome home to the state of frustration and sin.

Every day’s a struggle, 
But everything gets better within due time,
We stand together,
As we stumble and stagger to the finish line
We crawl like insects through the cracks of mediocrity,
And as time wastes away, Will I be another fatality? 

Take away what I need and what I'm willing to bleed for,
Separate my ambitions and these useless detours,
Motivation is wearing thin, wearing thin,
Welcome home to the state of frustration and sin.

We stand on run down pavements, That line suburban streets,
I've torn my wings of freedom, And they have fallen to my feet.

Take away what I need and what I'm willing to bleed for,
Separate my ambitions and these useless detours,
Motivation is wearing thin, wearing thin,
Welcome home to the state of frustration and sin. 


Dead Man Walking
1-2-3-4
 
I watch the day's roll by as the world caves in,
Is it the drugs that help or my immortal sin?
You have made your plans and they are fucking flawed,
Are we at the end, have we reached a wall?
 
I won't stand by and watch this burn,
I'll watch this country overturn.
 
I watch you beat them down as the earth turns black,
And they won't make a sound and they won't fight back,
As these walls close in and we are tensing up
Just saying 'Fuck the world', we have had enough.
 
I won't stand by and watch this burn,
I'll watch this country overturn.
 
Is this how thing's are or is this anarchy?
We aim to set the bar and set these people free.
I'm sick of seeing lives divided by class,
They think that we won't try, but we are fighting back.
 
I won't stand by and watch this burn,
I'll watch this country overturn.
(Repeat x four)




Murder Victim

Who is the Murder Victim?
There’s something you’re not seeing.
It’s hid beneath this system.
There are no grounds for treason.
There is no crime scene.
So people don’t ask questions.
Stand down, don’t speak your mind.
It’s for your own protection.

Who is the Murder Victim?

Who is the voice of reason?
Who plays the underhand?
So pleased by injustice.
One up your fellow man.
This is the aftermath.
Try to escape the wreckage.
Or come join the death toll.
Where your demise is destined!


Dead Man Walking

1-2-3-4
 
I watch the day's roll by as the world caves in,
Is it the drugs that help or my immortal sin?
You have made your plans and they are fucking flawed,
Are we at the end, have we reached a wall?
 
I won't stand by and watch this burn,
I'll watch this country overturn.
 
I watch you beat them down as the earth turns black,
And they won't make a sound and they won't fight back,
As these walls close in and we are tensing up
Just saying 'Fuck the world', we have had enough.
 
I won't stand by and watch this burn,
I'll watch this country overturn.
 
Is this how thing's are or is this anarchy?
We aim to set the bar and set these people free.
I'm sick of seeing lives divided by class,
They think that we won't try, but we are fighting back.
 
I won't stand by and watch this burn,
I'll watch this country overturn.
(Repeat x four)


Bombs Away

Just when my memory turns to dust,
And when my conscience starts to rust,
I'll throw away my plans to be,
Till nothing's left but apathy.
I've got no mind, I've got no sense,
Got no will to represent.
So unaware of where to start.
What's in my head is in my heart.

We're out of control.
We're out of control.

They Say! They Say!
They say its bombs away for me.
I say. I say. I don’t believe in destiny.
They Say! They Say!
I am My own worst enemy.
I say. I say. I'm gonna live my life my way.

And when my mind starts to collide, I feel a bitter chill inside.
There's a war inside my head.
It will not stop until I'm dead.
I fear the worst,
I fear god's send.
Fear this is the bitter end.
United we fall alone I stand.
I will not bow to any man.

We're out of control.
I have no control.


Empty Shells

These houses stand like empty shells
As the world carries on
We sit in the belly of the beast
And tell tales of days by gone

And if you think you know heartache
Then if you heart pure?
These questions stand unanswered
This is disease is in the cure

You build your fortresses but
How can you not feel ashamed
What can you offer then when
You don’t even know their names

I walk through all these empty hallways
Is there anybody there?
If there’s a god above then
Why can’t she hear these prayers

And if these are chains of justice
Solidarity’s our key
These people are still out there
Even when you cannot see


And they’re crying out for someone
Anyone to hear their voice
But all they hear is static
All that they here is noise


R.I.P. Me

My mind is rotting
I’m so sick
Can’t seem to get away from this
But again I stand alone
Outcast, can’t find a place called home
My veins are soaking alcohol
A bleeding trust, a harder fall
Help me ‘cause I’m not well
Separate the foes from friends

This is trying at its best
Drowning sorrow to forget
And I know I’ve let you down
Isolate, fuck this town

What is family, I’m not sure
I’m fucked up and there’s no cure
Can’t separate what’s right from wrong
I guess I’ve know this all along
You don’t care, fuck off and die
I’m already dead inside
It doesn’t matter what you
I’m gonna off myself today


I’m a Cliché

I’m sorry that I didn’t turn out like your master plan but,
I’ll do the best I can, so just do the best you can

We comprise, while they sympathise
If I turn my back then I’ll be crucified
Some have all the luck, while I get all the blame
Am I someone else, or am I still the same

We all want to be someone else sometimes
We all want to stray from the dotted line
What do you expect? I am a hazard to your health
Don’t lose faith in this world. Don’t lose faith in yourself

When the deck is stacked and all your plans fall through
Just say fuck them all, & fuck their mothers too
And when your life turns out to be a shit cliché
Try to pump the breaks and think of better days

And you don’t know what to do
You’re afraid of what you’ll loose
Your thinking to yourself, are you better off dead
But all these answers, there inside your head


Hangman

Shame on the church. Shame on the state.
The teachers of lies. Propagate hate.
Mount the attack. Load your gun.
Pull the trigger when it’s all begun.
A bullet in the head of an ancient trend.
Of religious oppression.
A means to an end.
Use your brain. Their kryptonite.
Take their power. To kill their fight.
So down with abuse. Enjoy the show.
It’s all that they have. And it’s all that know.


What’s Going on in the World Today
There used to be riots in times like this.
But now everything has gone to shit.
They fill our minds with all of these things we don't know about.
And fill our hearts with all of these things we don't care about.
 
People kill to survive, others dies to feel alive.
Silent ears can't hear the cries, the rich man shows off his seventeen wives.
To being served on silver pan's to eating out of garbage cans.
There’s only one man with a plan, his name is god but I’m not a fan.
 
What's going on in the world today? X 2
Will any of us live to fight another day? What's going on in the world today?
 
To live and die is all the same, both an adventure both are a game.
The media hangs their heads in shame, Common friends but were not the same.
Is there anyone who feels like this now? Is there anyone who feels like shit now?
Is there anyone who feels frustrated? Is there anyone who feels sedated? 
 
There used to be riots in times like this,
But now everything has gone to shit.
 
What's going on in the world today? X 2
Will any of us live to fight another day? What’s going on in the world today?

There used to be riots in times like this.
Now everything has gone to shit.
They fill our minds with all of these things we don't know about.
And fill our hearts with all of these things we don't care about.


Shame of Being Human

I think I’m dying
There’s nothing holding me down
I’m fucking trying
But you’re not helping me out
Day after day
It’s getting harder to cope
I need your help now
There’s so much shit you don’t know

And I need you to understand

I think I’m falling
I’ll plant my feet back on the ground
Can’t hear you calling
My bedroom door will block it out
You will find
I need to tell you something
What you don’t know is
My life is based on nothing

And I need you to hold my hand
I’m not ok
But I hope you’re doing alright
Not meant for daytime
So I will come out at night
And you can tell me
That this is my skin
And I’ll try harder
Maybe I’ll never win
And I need you to understand
I get this sinking feeling
And it holds me down
Let’s soak this house in alcohol
And burn it to the ground
I get this sinking feeling
Have I let you down?
Let’s soak this house in alcohol
And burn it to the ground


Knowledge

I know that things are getting tougher
When you can't get the top off the bottom of the barrel
Wide open road of my future now
It's looking fucking narrow
All I know is that I don't know
All I know is that I don't know nothin
All I know is that I don't know
All I know is that I don't know nothin
We get told to decide
Just like as if I'm not gonna change my
mind
All I know is that I don't know
All I know is that I don't know nothin
All I know is that I don't know
All I know is that I don't know nothin
Whatcha gonna do with yourself
Boy better make up your mind
Whatcha gonna do with yourself boy
You're running out of time
This time I got it all figured out
All I know is that I don't know
All I know is that I don't know nothin
All I know is that I don't know
All I know is that I don't know nothin
All I know is that I don't know
All I know is that I don't know nothin
All I know is that I don't know
All I know is that I don't know nothing
Sound system Sound system

Wake up, turn the light, bust the shade, let the sun in
Times getting tougher 'bout time to start running
Box in my hand, music by my side
Skanking to the rhythm of the music by my side

Sound system gonna bring me back up. One thing that I can depend on
Sound system gonna bring me back up. One thing that I can depend on


De-Generation

We’re all born equal or so we are told
Some are born wealthy, while others in the cold
These golden bricks pave the way through our life
While the rest of us struggle at the edge of a knife

So don’t worry son, because this will be alright
You candle might flicker but it still burns bright

We might not have everything that we need
And some of us might have our own mouths to feed
We can survive if we learn just how to breathe
By the role of a die, or the skin of your teeth

Will you remember what your Father did for you?
He was not a wealthy man, but he always pulled through
It will be a struggle and there will be a fight
But your son will group up to stand up for what is right

credits

from Medicine for Modern Living, track released April 7, 2015
Written & Produced by Audible Joes, except track 12 by Operation Ivy

Engineered by James Ryan, Chris Collins & Dave O'Connell

Mixed by Dave O'Connell

Mastered by Chris Bauer

Album cover by Sarah Mackey Illustration & Design

Released on Just G records

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