For The Homies, By The Homies

by Bad Idea Central

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released May 14, 2016

Recorded by Pat Tso.
Mixed and mastered by Alex Begay.
Guest vocals on Str8 Killing by Jimmy Beasley of Disservice and Carter Burke.
Cover art by Bryce Duval.

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Bad Idea Central Flagstaff, Arizona

Groovy hardcore from Flagstaff, Arizona.

Justin - Vocals
Grant - Guitar
Sam - Bass
Dale - Vocals
Tyler - Drums
Jesse - Guitar

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Track Name: Burnout
The turnout of being a burnout has weighed heavy on my mind.
How could I be so blind to myself and my selfish fucking ways?
I never knew I could make this world feel so bogus and so fake.
I'm pacing a hole in the floor, I'm bent out of shape and wishing for more.

All I need to do is calm my soul, I can feel it inside my chest
and it's always been something I could never stomach.

So if you feel like life is turning against you,
just grab that board and push forward like you were meant to.
Release that pain and those feelings of doubt,
it's not what this fucking life is about.
Track Name: Our Business
The faceless body of a man is the only thing that determines who I am.
I am nothing in time, the meaning and the illusion are all that coincide.
Your anger, your adoration. Your love and your lust.
I am the resurgence of your innermost desires, just resurfacing to feed on your dust.

Water finds its own level. you get what you give and you give what you get.
I feel like I weigh heavy on that scale, now its time to balance it out.

I'll butt my head until I'm dead, until I'm free from this fucked reality.

Your anger, your adoration. Your love and your lust.
I am the resurgence of your innermost desires, and I will take it with me until my mind turns to dust.
Track Name: Tyler and the Boys
We are Tyler and the boys, going to space is our number one choice.
We can't take it here, we've had enough of this tiny blue sphere.

Sailing through the black, never planning on coming back.
We've had enough, and we want to do alien stuff.
We own the skies, we'll take the sun as our prize.

Bad Idea Central, Flagstaff Arizona Hardcore.
Let's go.

We'll fuck you up, Tyler and the Boys.
Track Name: Breaking Point
Whenever I look in the mirror I despise what I see,
those soulless dead eyes staring back at me.
Why did I open my eyes and get out of bed?
These filthy fucking thoughts are polluting my head.

Go through life, and face regret.
I've destroyed the opportunity to make you proud.
I've searched for answers at the bottom of the bottle but that temporary fix has been nothing but subtle.
To choose to live, to die or burn
was my choice, my life, don't give me your concern.

I'm at my breaking point with all these unanswered questions,
can I call this a curse or am I blessed with depression?
Depression is a gun with a hairpin trigger,
I'm six feet down, feel like a grave digger.
Alone in the ocean, strapped to an anchor.
No lighthouse in sight, it's been blocked by my anger.
Your demons may live under your bed, my demons reside in the back of my head.

I'm going through life without a clear course,
I never asked for your help or for you to show me remorse.
Track Name: Str8 Killing (Featuring Jimmy Beasley - Disservice and Carter Burke)
Too many times I've been down on my back, I don't even know how to fucking react.
Stop telling me what the fuck to do, this life is mine and I don't owe it to you.

You spend your life, living in fear of all the fucking things you don't see clear.
You're constantly searching for things to be offended by,
A life of emphasis is what you fucking glorify.

We'll see who's right at the end of the road, straight killing bitch, do as you're told.
For the homies by the homies, die with my crew.
We stick together bitch, better than fucking glue.

Always fucking true, that's how we live our life.

Too many times I've been down on my back, I don't even know how to fucking react.
Stop telling me what the fuck to do, this life is mine and I don't owe it to you.

Straight killing bitch, do as you're told.
You're the fucking problem, this is on you.
Straight killing bitch, do as you're told.
You're the fucking problem, this is on you.

Don't tell me what the fuck to do.
For the homies by the homies coming for you.