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The New Custom

by Primitive Ways

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Society can't comprehend, The difference between a dagger and a pen The bullet from the barrel of an abstract thought, Laying waste to this order, this product you have wrought. And as I see what it means to be free, This new custom has it's hold on me.
2.
Awaken to images of murder, Stare at them with inhuman eyes. Incessant programming without protection, Not fighting back as we're wont to try. Termination protocol has risen. Robotic massacre within the vision, My deal with death another unpaid bill What I am: bred for the kill. (CHORUS) I've been Forged in Fire (x4) Creation so distorted by sedation Orchestrated the thought alive Frustration pulling at the trigger Composing the circuit overdrive Computational power is at its limit Cerebral cortex overload emissions Devastation wiping out the realm Transition to this processed hell. I've got the urge to fight the dangers in the night, Succeeding to find a purpose. Cybernetic blight, automated fright, Disturbing the holy silence The guise of what's inside; Repeating what is trite, fortelling the coming storm, I'll tell you what's inside, overflowing with pride, I've been bred.
3.
Credit bill grows, Assets getting low Mountains of funds I cannot touch Tracing the cause Quoting their laws Everything I take Sacrifices my estate But for what it's worth, As it grows worse and worse, I don't seem to care I'm falling further into Debt and Decay Can't pay for shit, But I keep scraping by, Save all my cash Can't even spare a dime What can I do? Who can I turn to? I went to school for this But can't get rid of strife.
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Call It 03:26
A night of gambling See if I'm lucky Because I have no other choice A bet that went south A deal that went wrong The price of life I cannot pay They take me back My bones they'll crack Superstition is the name of the game They give me lashes For winning masses My luck has surely run out (CHORUS) I ask them why You're out of time They flip a coin I get a choice There's no time left I hold my breath Is this my end? And they see red Call it in the air Tied to my chair A fucking thought As it is caught Watch it be wrong They wait so long My eyes, they widen It's just my luck (CHORUS) Fight for my life, but I can't seem to break free My ankles broken, and I bleed internally I hear them coming and I hear what they say They'll have my life and they'll give it away It seems they've lied; I had no choice I try to yell, but I've lost my voice (CHORUS) There's no time left Is this my end? I hold my breath And they see red My steps get slower I'm keeling over These broken bones Won't bring me home Now it's too late for me Beg on my knees "Unlucky hand," I say, But they demand the truth "See you in hell" I say, But they don't care
5.
Trusting beyond all reason in the ways of a fallen god? So light the holy beacon; don't think your sins will be swept aside. Blaspheme the old tradition. Let out the blood of yore; leech it dry. They'll lie, say you can trust them, "Against the grain, you'll rise above oppression". (CHORUS) Where Death Fears to Tread Breast of Antithesis (CHORUS) You have risen The laws of old: outmoded The sacred rite: forsaken With no remorse: extinction (CHORUS)
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The process of gentrification removes inhabitants. The end result: ostracization, which leaves us all in the dust. (CHORUS) Adapt to your new life. Seize the day you thought alive. The gavel falls on your land. Resistance killed by the Hammer's Head. (CHORUS) Try to run and hide, There's no escaping the mad skirmish to end mankind. (CHORUS)

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released September 24, 2015

Recorded and mixed by Taylor Young at The Pit Recording studio
Mastered by Brad Boatright at Audiosiege
Written and Performed by Primitive Ways
Alex Pizano - Drums
David Harding - Vocals
Eric Hernandez - Guitar
Marvin Parra - Bass Guitar

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