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Livid

by The Disconnected

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1.
I’m mad, and bad And I am full of talent Da na na na Want money, want fame Want all the ladies, man Da na na na Yeah I want it You’re wasting my time You’re in my way, in my face Yeah I want Your brain, is tame I’m sick of listening Da na na na You lame, back pain Throw you through window pane Da na na na Yeah I want it You’re wasting my time You’re in my way, in my face Yeah I want Da na na na na na
2.
I got a battle jacket Fuck you, don’t give a fuck about it I’m cracked up, I’m jacked up Patch on, badge on I’m in the car, doing 70 I’m at the show, fuck ammenities Now I’m yelling, stupid indie kids Now I’m screaming, start up a mosh Got a battle jacket Smells like shit, smells like piss and acid In the pit, gonna throw you in You don’t know the album, don’t wanna know your face You make a fucking racket, well done I had to smash a man in Now you’re moving, moving angrily Now you’re pushing, pushing happily Yeah you’re in my way, get out my face Yeah you’re in my face, get out my way Now you’re moving, moving happily Now you’re pushing, digits in my face Got a battle jacket Smells like shit, smells like piss and acid In the pit, gonna throw you in You don’t know the album, don’t wanna know your face Got a battle jacket Fuck you, don’t give a fuck about it I’m cracked up, I’m jacked up Don’t care, Nightmare Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck Don’t care, you move, get out of My face, your space, yeah it’s mine shut My space, your space Yeah it’s mine, shut up Got a battle jacket Smells like shit, smells like piss and acid In the pit, gonna throw you in You don’t know the album, don’t wanna know your face
3.
End Times 02:33
Welcome to the end times Where all your hopes and dreams All depend on the man or the woman With whom you’d like to fornicate If you look a little closer You just might see A massive ball of confusion And not so much humanity End times, end times Welcome to the end times Where everybody loves a cheat And every single little thing you do, Is looked at like it’s a disease And if you look a little closer You just might see A massive ball of confusion And not so much humanity End times, end times, end times, end times Welcome to the end times Where all your hopes and dreams All depend on the man or the woman With whom you’d like to fornicate If you look a little closer You just might see A massive ball of confusion And not so much humanity End times, end times, end times, end
4.
Knockout 03:01
Sink my teeth Into your head Into your brain Where l’ll stay I’ll seek, nothing and then Something she said Got nothing to say Inject, reject, in position, electrician I’ll sneak Into your bed I’m in your bed Hair’s got a taste No looking, I’m running, don’t touch me, I’ll take it No looking, good looking, I’m running Coming Going You’ll stay Playing Coming Going Staying Playing Don’t wanna go home Don’t wanna stay here alone If you keep Looking this way Tempted to say You’re obsessed With me It’s not ok I’m innocent Got nothing to say In a sense, bad heads, in position, a magician I’ll speak Killing the dead Live in your shed What’d you think No looking, I’m running, don’t touch me, I’ll take it No looking, good looking, I’m running Coming Going You’ll stay Playing Coming Going Staying Playing Knockout, Knockout, Knockout
5.
Wasted 03:31
Cheers for your help, love Your injury’s well done The one that you had, sounds like it was bad It’s gone with the wind His will to live But nah he won’t go cause he ain’t got the courage, You’d hear them spitting if you didn’t hang up, Before they go they just tell you to shut up, The others ignore me in their monotony, And working those hours you find it hard to breathe It’s too late for me Nothing you can do Feels like you don’t care I’ll be leaving soon My life is sinking quickly Now there’s just regret It’s too late for me My time has passed And in the end, love The working man ends up in bad position Money obsession It’s gone with the wind His will to live But nah they won’t show cause they ain’t got the funding Listening, spitting, as I hang you up I just wanted to tell you to shut up In the end I’ll ignore you cause you stick out to me And working those hours you’re trying all in vain It’s too late for me Nothing you can do Feels like you don’t care I’ll be leaving soon My life is sinking quickly Now there’s just regret It’s too late for me My time has passed
6.
I Know, I know Broken glass and camping and I Know, I know Smash a bottle stabbing and I Know, I know Curbstomp, sure stop I Know, I know Oh I don’t care, love You’re Too Happy Get out my head You’re Too Happy Get out my head You’re Too Happy Get out my head You’re Too Happy Get the fuck out my head And you, and you Had your cake eat it And you, and you Grab a plate screaming And you, and you Shut your fucking mouth And you, and you God damn it You’re Too Happy Get out my head You’re Too Happy Get out my head You’re Too Happy Get out my head You’re Too Happy Get the fuck out my head Fuck off, fuck you Fucking pissed me off now Fuck off, fuck you Gonna smack you down Fuck off, fuck you Suck my fucking dick Fuck off, fuck you
7.
Copycat 05:00
And if she sees I’m happy She will be so unhappy I’m in the state of ugly My momma’s so proud of me Suck and melt it out of me I can grow a little see You can punch it out of me I can throw a little seed I’m another enemy You can suck it then you’ll see I can do it My daddy looked all angry Another simple family I’m sleepy oh so sleepy Hit on the head I’m dreaming Now you’re just my new enemy Now you’re just my new enemy We fuck to make a new me I’m gonna need it for me Suck and melt it out of me I can grow a little see You can punch it out of me I can throw a little seed I’m another enemy You can suck it then you’ll see I can do it Yeah My feet are burned to the street Three wishes are a new thing Now you’re just my new enemy Now you’re just my new enemy You see me as an enemy You see me as an enemy I see me as an enemy I see me as a Suck and melt it out of me I can grow a little see You can punch it out of me I can throw a little seed I’m another enemy You can suck it then you’ll see I can do it Yeah
8.
Sitting in your room No one understands you Leaning on a grave Looming round a lake I’ll find you Crying in a church No one sees your worth Master of poetry banished to an oak tree And no one cares About your shit They’ll steal your book And they’ll burn it We see your tears Your pain and fear They’ll kick your face Your blood will drain Drinking from a cup Dreaming that you’re tough Greasy hair Moody stare Doom and gloom is all you share Hiding in your hole Shaky wrists and bloody tomes Angsty lyrics hoping to Change a person’s point of view The diving of crows The crying of those Who suffer in pain Who suffer in vain The sky will go grey We’re all gonna pay The torture within us Satan has seen us Wherefore art thou, wherefore art thou And no one cares About your shit They’ll steal your book And they’ll burn it We see your tears Your pain and fear They’ll kick your face Your blood will drain
9.
I was at the local bank, About three people behind the teller, When the guy behind me said something terribly offensive. And the fact that anyone would say that makes me kind of angry, It makes me sick to my stomach that anyone would say that, It makes me i-it makes me kinda angry. Cause of people like you Cause of people like you Cause of people like you Cause of people like you (you, you, you, you, you) Oh the look on his face tells me he don’t like that at all, he’d rather that not happen at all, h-he don’t like that at all he’d rather that not happen at all at all Don't fuck with me I’ll fuck with your nuts (fuck with your nuts) I’ll fuck with your nuts (fuck with your nuts) Ahh the only thing I’m gonna cut you today is some slack, You’re giving me a bit too much boys, Fuck off boys. Cause of people like you Cause of people like you Cause of people like you Cause of people like you (you, you, you, you, you) I don’t like telling my boys to fuck off, But that’s the kind of guy I have to be To be, Because of people like you Because of people like you Because of people like you Because of people like you Cause of people like you Cause of people like you Cause of people like you Cause of people like you (you, you, you, you, you) Cause of people like you Cause of people like you Cause of people like you Cause of people like you (you, you, you, you, you) And then I bop him, one last time. And he’s gone, gone, gone.
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11.
Scourge 03:59
I see, I see Your eyes writhing in your Let me, let me Let me feel another I wanna go, back home Cut a hole in my telephone My lung shot, blood pumping Confusing Tell my mother I’m Dead Dead Dead I say, I say Crawl and bawl and scream Agree, agree I’m your effigy I’m oedipus, skeleton I’ll make you see Eyes faded, life taken Confusing Tell my mother I’m Dead Dead Dead
12.
Snakes! 03:45
They climb the walls Don’t care if you’re inside You think they fall But that’s just how they fly In the gutter, I up the stakes But all I’m seeing in this gutter is the Snakes I’m fucking sick of you I’m sick of taking shit You’re fucking immature I’m fucking sick of it Piss off piss off piss off You snake Bad taste Piss taker Take your time Be a walking coffin You live for nothing You’re less than dust Fuck your feelings You’re a snake I wish that I could be your end of days And now you walk away Say it to my face How do you really feel You should fucking kneel On your knees On your knees You fucking snake bitch yeah fuck fuck Take your time Be a walking coffin You live for nothing You’re less than dust Fuck your feelings You’re a snake I wish that I could be your end of days Snake

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released January 1, 2023

Max Hale - guitar, lead vocals
Artie Squires - bass, vocals
Fabio Scanu - drums, vocals

All songs written by The Disconnected, except Something Terribly Offensive, written by The Minute Hour and The Disconnected.

Produced by Scot McKenzie, with Fabio Scanu and Artie Squires at New Cut Studios.

Mixed by Scot McKenzie

Mastered by Nick Watson

Artwork by Meta

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The Disconnected Bristol, UK

Punk/Grunge band based in Bristol.

Max Hale - Guitar, Lead Vocals
Artie Squires - Bass, Vocals
Fabio Scanu - Drums, Vocals

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