Self​-​Titled EP

by Garbage State

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1.
Homeland 02:12
My homeland new jersey Not down the shore, with dirty whores Gonorrhea and syphilis Play their games, they’re all the same There was a time, when our seaside Was respectable and clean Those ny boys and there skanky toys It’s the fall of Rome, go the hell home My homeland, New Jersey Bright blue skies, the murdered cry Cleanest streams, summer dreams A sardine can, another traffic jam In your babys arms, in the backs of cars Caught at the scene, siren screams Fast food strips, the diner nights You’ll fall in love or learn to fight Love it or hate it Nj, my beloved home The bodies found in nwk bay And serene mountain skies The combat boots walk to the beat Heatbeat of a song The clubs downtown just yesterday Now they are gone My fist hits sand gone down the shore You’re looking for a fight Look no further beloved son They’ll be one here tonight Get held up down in Camden town Lay brick the nwk way Gas price is down, blood pressures up You’ll watch your hair turn grey (2nd verse) Repeat above verses My homeland new jersey Not down the shore, with dirty whores Gonorrhea and syphilis Play their games, they’re all the same There was a time, when our seaside Was respectable and clean Those ny boys and there skanky toys It’s the fall of Rome, go the hell home My homeland, New Jersey Bright blue skies, the murdered cry Cleanest streams, summer dreams sardine can, another traffic jam In your babys arms,the backs of cars Caught at the scene, siren screams Fast food strips, the diner nights You’ll fall in love or learn to fight (Repeat Chorus ) Love it or hate it Nj, my beloved home The bodies found in nwk bay And serene mountain skies The combat boots walk to the beat Heatbeat of a song The clubs downtown just yesterday Now they are gone My fist hits sand gone down the shore You’re looking for a fight Look no further beloved son They’ll be one here tonight Get held up down in Camden town Lay brick the nwk way Gas price is down, blood pressures up You’ll watch your hair turn grey
2.
Shredding the flesh right off my bones My mind it suffocates It aint some sappy weeping love song Nor cutting words from the beauty queen What did it all mean What does it all mean Where will it take us in the end Will our hearts they be set free? You loved me once And I crossed you twice were we just a bunch of fools? Just gutting out a love song? Was it sposed to be this way Our endless love is lying Quotes made-by po-ets Just let it die, just let it die Marching on to the abyss Never knowing how to cope Where will it take us in the end Will our hearts they be set free? Wrap a noose around your neck Set your world on fire Make a friend of a stainless blade Rip a gash right up your arm Throwing-back-your-weary head Down the drugs that make you sane Shove that pistol in your face I’ve got that Gun-in-mouth-blues (Repeat Chorus Was it sposed to be this way Our endless love is lying Quotes made by poets Just let it die, just let it die Marching on to the abyss Never knowing how to cope Where will it take us in the end Will our hearts they be set free? When you say youll pray for me Do you end up lying This twisted mangled Crumbling world Cause in this life, im done trying
3.
The Trenches 02:24
Hardcore punk rock-, do you know what your talking about? Doc martin’s kicked-arms/ flailing to the beat of the street It never made us better than you-but you disrespect us And you laugh, laugh, at the ones who came before you And now in our age, we are fathers now, still having our way Doing the best to keep it alive, the best that we can My lungs throw down words of ferocious men, nevertheless Being true to hardcore punk, being true to rock and roll These songs will beat you to the ground, my blood it boils still Im tortured, and Im tired, my disgusted words still yearning to kill These songs will beat you to the ground, my blood it boils still Im tortured, and Im tired, my disgusted words still yearning to kill Dirt- worn down boots, /stains on jeans/ my shirt is torn The Working mans song is tired gritty and strong Those brain draining songs that you all make me listen to Tomorrow you’ll forget- what happened to- integrity gotten soft in your middle age- no more time to play but your holding shop at the watering hole-a king for the day It never made us better than you-but you disrespect us And you laugh, laugh, at the ones who came before you These songs will beat you to the ground, my blood it boils still Im tortured, and Im tired, my disgusted words still yearning to kill These songs will beat you to the ground, my blood it boils still Im tortured, and Im tired, my disgusted words still yearning to kill (Bass x2) It never made us better than you-but you disrespect us And you laugh, laugh, at the ones who came before you (Bass x2) My lungs throw down words of ferocious men, nevertheless Being true to hardcore punk, being true to rock and roll These songs will beat you to the ground, my blood it boils still Im tortured, and Im tired, my disgusted words still yearning to kill
4.
Devil 02:54
A father to none but a bastard to all Inhuman defiler spawning sorrow and pain brought shame upon your fathers name and yet could do nothing wrong how you’ve Destroyed dreams, lives, and trust, used and betrayed again You couldn’t let her live her life without destroying her dreams A beast hiding beneath the grin, a fist that was “meant to be” A father to none but a bastard to all slithering sloth he is,of selfishness and greed Keep the children out of view, pushed down at every chance stomped to the ground, a rag doll drowned, the hiding of the frown nights spent on the town, eating food from the mouths of the child betraying your oath, sacred words of a man amongst men ...The joke will be on him, when you survive to tell the tale The universe has eyes, and true justice will prevail
5.
My homeland new jersey Not down the shore, with dirty whores Gonorrhea and syphilis Play their games, they’re all the same There was a time, when our seaside Was respectable and clean Those ny boys and there skanky toys It’s the fall of Rome, go the hell home My homeland, New Jersey Bright blue skies, the murdered cry Cleanest streams, summer dreams A sardine can, another traffic jam In your babys arms, in the backs of cars Caught at the scene, siren screams Fast food strips, the diner nights You’ll fall in love or learn to fight Love it or hate it Nj, my beloved home The bodies found in nwk bay And serene mountain skies The combat boots walk to the beat Heatbeat of a song The clubs downtown just yesterday Now they are gone My fist hits sand gone down the shore You’re looking for a fight Look no further beloved son They’ll be one here tonight Get held up down in Camden town Lay brick the nwk way Gas price is down, blood pressures up You’ll watch your hair turn grey (2nd verse) Repeat above verses My homeland new jersey Not down the shore, with dirty whores Gonorrhea and syphilis Play their games, they’re all the same There was a time, when our seaside Was respectable and clean Those ny boys and there skanky toys It’s the fall of Rome, go the hell home My homeland, New Jersey Bright blue skies, the murdered cry Cleanest streams, summer dreams sardine can, another traffic jam In your babys arms,the backs of cars Caught at the scene, siren screams Fast food strips, the diner nights You’ll fall in love or learn to fight (Repeat Chorus ) Love it or hate it Nj, my beloved home The bodies found in nwk bay And serene mountain skies The combat boots walk to the beat Heatbeat of a song The clubs downtown just yesterday Now they are gone My fist hits sand gone down the shore You’re looking for a fight Look no further beloved son They’ll be one here tonight Get held up down in Camden town Lay brick the nwk way Gas price is down, blood pressures up You’ll watch your hair turn grey
6.
Shredding the flesh right off my bones My mind it suffocates It aint some sappy weeping love song Nor cutting words from the beauty queen What did it all mean What does it all mean Where will it take us in the end Will our hearts they be set free? You loved me once And I crossed you twice were we just a bunch of fools? Just gutting out a love song? Was it sposed to be this way Our endless love is lying Quotes made-by po-ets Just let it die, just let it die Marching on to the abyss Never knowing how to cope Where will it take us in the end Will our hearts they be set free? Wrap a noose around your neck Set your world on fire Make a friend of a stainless blade Rip a gash right up your arm Throwing-back-your-weary head Down the drugs that make you sane Shove that pistol in your face I’ve got that Gun-in-mouth-blues (Repeat Chorus Was it sposed to be this way Our endless love is lying Quotes made by poets Just let it die, just let it die Marching on to the abyss Never knowing how to cope Where will it take us in the end Will our hearts they be set free? When you say youll pray for me Do you end up lying This twisted mangled Crumbling world Cause in this life, im done trying

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A couple of thirty-somethings who listen to too much old hardcore, punk and metal records, we have a lot of fun doing this stuff and trying to "keep it real" (at least in our minds, haha.)

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released September 28, 2012

Kyle Strowbridge- All Vocals, Drums
Erik Evans-All Guitars

www.facebook.com/kylestrowbridge
www.facebook.com/eric.nj.evans

Recorded by Kyle in 3 days in Hackettstown,NJ and Byram,NJ during June and September 2012. Mixed by Kyle

RE-mixed February 2013 by Kyle in Easton, PA

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A couple of thirty-somethings who listen to too much old hardcore, punk and metal records, we have a lot of fun doing this stuff and trying to "keep it real" (at least in our minds, haha.)

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