Alba s touto skladbou:
The Truth Is...,
A Dead Heavy Day,
Bouncing Souls,
straight edge yelling - drugs selling
worthless piece of shit
how can you call yourself true hardcore
when you can´t deal with it?
you walk around like (fucking/lord) scarface
five minor jerks at each hand
i guess they´re just too hight to get it
otherwise they would understand...that you´re a
lowlife...hardcore wannabe
lowlife...that´s what you are for me
there must have been better times
right now i can´t remember a single one
all my feelings proved to be mistaken
i thought that we would get along
but you´re (just) an oversized leech
draining a scene of its life´s blood
close your eyes - get lost
what you see is what you (´ve) got
lowlife...hardcore wannabe
lowlife...that´s what you are for me
lowlife...hardcore wannabe
lowlife...stay the fuck away from me
what you say and what you do
one way or the other comes back to you
i can´t say that i have found a cure
but at least i know you...that´s for sure
...you fucking sell out!!!!!!!!
