1. |
Starvation
02:31
|
|||
|
This time, in life, I’ll meet my peace
take a look at the reflection I cease
and desist to exist in this world of hate
scroll through miles,
drag myself though the day’s haze
Thoughts feed starvation so the grounds I’ll seed
and hope life grows, to fulfill my needs
Watch it wither away,
watch the seasons change day by day
until there’s nothing left
Shout out!
The worst of the world I seek
Slashing, burning, everything in my reach
You motherfuckers on my case must face
The harsh reality, what was meant to be, suddenly,
slipped from my grip
watched myself trip over and over
Now I’m stumbling
Scavenging through the waste of time
as I try to find where I went wrong
As I cross my heart, I close my eyes
and hope to die before the sun.
Things may change, and I must face
that my time of mourning has begun
So I step out, into the abyss,
to seek asylum from what I have become.
Can’t seem to change on the day to day
what I feel inside, a slow decay.
Step out, to the cold of the world
It’s reality I seek
Slashing, burning, anything in my reach
In this life that is so bleak.
Hard times, no time, line after line
thoughts controlling and I’m falling behind
caught up in a new state of mind
gotta keep on my feet,
keep running, no sleep.
|
||||
2. |
Family Tree
01:54
|
|||
|
It’s been long enough
Bound to the one above
as I climb I’m breaking every branch which grew disease
a new seasons change
but one still remains
it hits the floor watch it break
Is it my time? Well I’m making it mine
trek through the soil, plant my bare feet
It’s my time!
And I’m not thinking twice
this family tree no longer shadows me
As a child, you never thought
it’d come with much surprise
Turn a new leaf, to a new day
then the next fall comes,
it’s like the roots to the clay
Left twisting, trying to break through the ache
find stability for my own sake
This is my time
I’ll make it mine
This is my time
This family tree no longer shadows me!
|
||||
3. |
For The Nard
01:40
|
|||
|
To all my friends, my love I extend
to the town with two towers and the shores in the West End.
So many years through the blood sweat and tears,
we’d see what we came to be
To the N-A-R-D
So often I reminisce on the days
When we’d roll through the nights to the sound of the Nard Way
After the shows only one place to go
crossed palms, the one place to be
And although that’s changed
One thing remains
Much love for the city to be
N-A-R-D
Forever changed by the grace, this place
Would always have my back whatever fate I faced
For the best of the world rest here
true hearts, big sounds, all love, no fear
This town saved me
and to my heart I’ll always hold it dearly
and so, it remains
OXNARD!
Tough Pits
Hard Hits!
|
||||
4. |
As I Wake
01:24
|
|||
|
No trust, as far as I can see
For not a single mother fucker would I turn
like a quake, shook my world from the dirt
of every last bit of trust I earned.
As I wake, to face the day
the beast awaits it’s time to strike in life
it resides, deep in my mind
keeps on forth to forge and force the knife!
The knife, it slashes away
cuts through all the ties and fucking lies that you say
I’m still slashing, everything in sight
until it’s all in pieces and I bid you goodnight
I’m twisting, and turning the knife
cutting all the ties,
that brings grief into my life.
Slashing and turning
while twisting through life
'cause I live to force the knife
FORCE THE KNIFE!
|
||||
5. |
Demons Inside
01:58
|
|||
|
I get this feeling I can’t shake
I sink deeper and deeper and I can’t wake
from this sleep called life filled with insecurities
see how I flee from all that is surrounding me
So be it, like all that fades
fires in the past turned smoke and ash
I must step up and face the reaper
get into the mindset of demon-like creatures.
Can’t seem to guide my own fate
Yet the grave I fill in is the one I create
slowly separate, feed the needs of my mind
in due time there’ll be no time.
Life’s a bitch and so is fate
time's a waste so is space
and the space that time creates
Slowly separates what existed in life
expiration dates down the line.
In time
everything in my brain
Will come crashing through the waves to get the best of my better days
Between the lines is where you’ll find
where I bled out long before
on the floor, longing for more
but that’s life
Never felt stranger
but at the same time I feel no danger
Should I expire, place my hands to my sides
But leave my demons inside.
|
||||
Force The Knife Oxnard, California
Oxnard Hardcore
Chris - Vox
Marty - Guitar
Jesiah - Drums
Mijo - Bass
Juan - Guitar
If you like Force The Knife, you may also like:
Sinister Feeling
by Sinister Feeling
featured on Bandcamp Radio Mar 29, 2024
go to album
Chaotic metalcore invoking early 2000s bands like Converge and Curl Up and Die.
go to album
All Of Heaven's Luck
by Rejoice
featured on Bandcamp Radio Jan 5, 2024
go to album
Escape From New York
by Cash Bribe
New York hardcore meets classic thrash metal meets Jane's Addiction-esque alternative on the Brooklyn crushers' sensational debut.
go to album
featured on Bandcamp Radio Dec 8, 2023
go to album
Benefit For Prevention Point
by Strange Mono
Six Philly punk bands, including Mesh and Added Dimensions, offer new tracks to benefit harm reduction nonprofit Prevention Point.
go to album
On their third LP, the Melbourne group frazzle their punk with a dense, glowering sense of the psychedelic.
go to album
