Bare The Bitter

by WASTELANDS

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WASTELANDS is:
Michael Howard: vocals
Dante Dallavalle: guitar
Big Papa Joe Calotta: drums
Killa Cam: bass

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released June 19, 2014

Recorded by Chris Lombard
Lyrics by: Michael Howard
Music by: WASTELANDS
Album Art by: Michael Howard

WASTELANDS THANKS:

Our brother Sweet Lou, The Fun House 24 crew, Hell Mary, Kevin Oakley, Mosh For Paws, The Banner, Garrett, JSS, Low Road, Wolves blood crew, 96, Dutchguts, Choke, Chris Lombard, Dead Wurm, Skuz, Entropy, Black Mask, Furnace Head, Thera Roya, Theodore Cheswick (O'DOYLE RULES), Skinhead Brian, Matt Carroll, Mind Of Misfortune, Animal crew, The Meatlocker, Los Chimichangas, our families,the entire NJHC community, and anyone else who supports us in anyway.

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Track Name: Oubliette PT: I / Haram
Oubliette PT: I

You gave me more than I asked for.
I tried to fly with concrete attached to my ankles.
I tried to fly.
left in the oubliette with my vanity and shame.
you gave me more than I asked for.
I tried to fly.
you gave me more than I asked for.
you gave me more.
I tried to fly.


Haram:

1234
Violence, Violence
Your pain pleases like violins
Violins in the orchestra
The orchestra plays on

Slowly playing a song
A song for you
But no one can hear
Nor would they care

You're all alone in this
Grind your teeth and bare
Bare the cold bitter winter air

Violence, Violence
Your pain pleases like violins
Violins in the orchestra
The orchestra plays on

Slowly playing a song
A song for you
But no one can hear
Nor would they care

You're all alone in this
Grind your teeth and bare
Bare the cold bitter winter air

And all your choices are all your own
And all your choices left you all alone

Violence, Violins
All alone.
Track Name: High Horse
Some shit doesn't deserve a response
But your life is stuck in rewind
Your mind is misconstrued
So if I'm the ignorant fool tell me friend what are you?

You'll find the head of your high horse
In your bed on the morning you wake
Mourning a wake. an arrogant fake.
Living life on your belly like a snake.

If we walk the path of shit
You're the one who put us there
You act like you're so deserving
No one said this life was fair

You'll find the head of your high horse
In your bed on the morning you wake
Mourning a wake. An arrogant fake.
Living life on your belly like a snake.

Like a snake...

You dug your grave...
Now lie in it...My so called brother

So fuck your high horse
and fuck you too
So fuck your high horse
my so called brother

FUCK YOU
Track Name: Closed Book
This story's over
Close the book and run me over
Playing in traffic running head first into cars
I got a crack in my skull and a face full of scars
This story's over. this story's over closed book.

Closed book, I'm done. I'm exhausted and poor.
And this constant struggle has my back to the wall
They start closing in, I laugh then I fall
But my past is an anchor attached to the floor

This story's over
Close the book and run me over
Playing in traffic running head first into cars
I got a crack in my skull and a face full of scars
This story's over. this story's over closed book.
Track Name: The Circle / Oubliette PT: II
The Circle:

Slow down, stay young, and try to survive.
Grow up, get old, get ready to die.

The circle.
This is what I call the circle
This life's just a circle
everything is just a circle


Oubliette PT: II :

Another non sequitur
A ruse, a cover
You're lying through your nicotine stained teeth
They are yellow just like your intentions

Left In the oubliette
Out of sight out of mind
Till the end of time
My bones turn to dust

Out of sight, Out of mind
In the oubliette,
my bones turn to dust

Discarded, displaced, Disposed of, Disgraced
forgotten In the oubliette with my vanity and shame

Left In the oubliette
Out of sight out of mind
Till the end of time
My bones turn to dust

Out of sight, Out of mind
In the oubliette,
my bones turn to dust

Like Sisyphus I am bound to this hell
Rolling boulders up and down this hill
Right back up, then right back down
Waiting in the rain hoping to drown

Yeah you mother fuckers

This is the hell to which I am bound