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Eleven Songs

by Piglife

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1.
I Dare You 01:41
Hate the poor, take what they have/ Claim their lives are not so bad/ Say welfare shouldn’t exist/ Spend thousands to test their piss/ Taxes too high but not for war/ Fault those with less not with more/ Show empathy, you say, “What for?” I dare you to try to survive in this illusion you call the safety net. Then for once, you might see how your most basic needs can’t be met Feed your kids from food stamps, coupled with the shame of being unemployed. The way you portray this as a luxury, you should be absolutely overjoyed Try to go get one of those jobs you steadfastly claim that the wealthy create. If you’re lucky enough to ever get hired, you can work full-time at part-time pay So, what’s it like? How does it feel? Relying on charity for your each and every meal Turns out it’s fucked. It’s not so fun. Now that you’re the one who’s been labeled as worthless scum Your intentions mean nothing. Your efforts are mocked. Been back to the drawing board so many times you’ve run out of chalk You’re deemed as useless. Unemployed for too long. Now you’re the scapegoat and to blame for all that’s wrong
2.
The clock seems to be set on fast forward and still nowhere is where I’m heading towards A lifetime of work and a bag of shit in return. Living to make the few rich while they scoff at what we earn You’re lucky to be employed; that’s the mantra we’re fed. Repeatedly talked down to as the lesser than Stressed and exhausted, yet no sense of accomplishment. I’m just not convinced this is how life should be led I’ve thrown the towel in the ring/ There’s no such thing as The American Dream/ I’d rather starve than work for the establishment Fuck society and social status- it fucking makes me sick and financially based relationships- it’s all the same shit Working jobs I hate shrouds every day in ugliness. Chasing a way of life, that for me, doesn’t exist I’ve thrown the towel in the ring/ There’s no such thing as The American Dream/ I’d rather starve to death
3.
How the fuck do you manage to do anything on your own Stealing others work and attaching your name to somebody's logo I'll be the first to admit we're not reinventing the wheel But we have our own name As well as our own imagery; it's our own fuckin' deal Respelling metal militia Give me a fucking break Ripping off Slayer's Whermacht taking pride in being unoriginal and fake It's fucking bad enough when mainstream companies scavenge the underground to make their undeserved piles of money But now the cock's come home to roost! How many times do I have to see the Bastard skull as an other's identity If you can't come up with your own shit do us all a favor and call it quits We're all recycling what's already been done so make your noise and have your fun But do you have to be so obvious when following in your idols footsteps The cock's come home to roost! The cock's come home to roost! The cock's come home to roost! The cock's come home to roost!
4.
The Elite 01:40
Wasting, burning, consuming more than they need Invading, violating, enslaving third world countries The elite, they spread disease By controlling, orchestrating, and profiting from human misery Amassing, stockpiling, and hoarding pharmaceutical companies Warring, bombing, then rebuilding with government financing Denying, misinforming, and lying The elite, they run free, like wild pigs with a never ending appetite The elite, they use slavery, just like robots, their workers labor day and night The elite, they reign supreme, just like a king ruling with unquestioned authority The elite, they spread disease, just like a virus decimating those in poverty
5.
The Heart 01:24
Compartmentalize; What the brain wants to do Judge and label; Quickly define the truth Overanalyze what’s been said and done Living in the past; Nothing’s new or fun Overplayed script; How life will be Closed off to life’s possibilities Future predictions; Everything is bleak Misled since youth that life is misery Once again, head leads me astray Eye on trivial- Wasting every day Goals unclear due to insecurities Life through my head has only harmed me The ego has a story to tell. Its favorite tales involve a life in hell The past is gone, future doesn’t exist. Live for the moment or suffer the consequence Rational decisions, compassionate choices; Blurred by the mind and its endless voices Despising one’s self and hating others; Addictive traits complimenting one another Live through the heart. Don’t just live through your fucking head
6.
Television set… it’s always on Friends and family… long fucking gone I live on the couch… covered in sores Junk food, alcohol, internet porn Downward spiral without a bottom to hit Closet full of clothes which no longer fit Front lawn of dirt and dead, dry weeds Attic full of mementos nobody needs Roaches on the floor, maggots in the sink Only reason to live is for another drink Obesity sets in/ hygiene neglected Teeth rotting away/ life in decay My aspirations have been limitations For me to actualize self-driven demise There’s not a thing you can do for me Get out of my life and leave me to die Fired from my job, told never to come back Motivation, drive, and will, all of which I lack Social interaction, I can no longer bear My future and well being, I don’t fucking care My children want nothing to do with me It’s all the better for when I set myself free Toe on the trigger, the barrel in my mouth Corpulent carcass bloats in a forgotten house
7.
Being 01:09
Finding the bliss of simple existence in social isolation, free of condemnation Void of intimacy or codependency. Life has no meaning, just the experience of being I want to live without labels or judgments in which the ego has no influence over decisions No need for approval or self-validation through the procurement of items or sexual relations Removal of doubt, regret, guilt, or shame, accepting all that is, unconcerned with who’s to blame Living just to be, not for the next thrill, finding all that is within, leaving nothing to fill Just the experience of being… just the experience of being I am through with defining myself by man-made terms and conditions Rating my value of what I’m worth according to society’s expectations The shame and guilt due to my lack of financial success is losing its grip As I stray from preconceived notions of a how a man’s supposed to live
8.
Let It Go 01:43
Another day, it passes by / Becoming an old man in a blink of an eye Solo plan, it’s all I know / Love my freedom but I don’t want to die alone Starving artist til my death / A lifestyle that chases away the opposite sex Outcast muck, a way of life / From employment to relationships, I just can’t get it right Piss off the mainstream just by existing / I overhear their scorn when talking of people like me Predictable, typical, and unsurprising / Detesting a person for not making much money Another year, it goes by quick / I was productive as hell but didn’t earn shit Glitz and glamour, not for me / I could give a fuck about what the rich are doing I just want enough to get by / Instead of fretting over funds that are always bled dry Life is tough and life’s unfair / What’s the point of worrying? Why even care? I burden my family just by existing / Half-baked plans of stability with life spans of flies Predictable, typical, and unsurprising / When all turns to shit no matter how hard I try All turns to shit no matter how hard I fucking try Fall down, fail again Fuck, I’m only human To hold that against me / doesn’t reflect upon you highly Label me and judge me Assign me an identity A primitive way to comprehend / the prejudice thoughts in your head My mind’s quick, my heart’s gold and my soul hasn’t been sold It’s no longer up to me / If that’s something you can’t see So, fuck it all, I’ve let it go A new day starts tomorrow Sure it’s just the same ol’ shit / But I’ve no need to cling to it
9.
This World 01:01
This world… This fucked up world that we live in and the injustices we’ve come to accept as a given This world… This fucked up world that we live in and the atrocities to which we’ve been conditioned Men and women, and even children, living without shelter / without food Dying of malnutrition while the modern world turns its back / unconcerned / with what to do Meat produced from filthy factories pumped with hormones / to feed the west Lab animals tortured in hopes of a cure for meat’s diseases / sick irony / at its best This world… This fucked up world that we live in
10.
Tyrant 01:11
Born spoiled and raised greedy He flaunts his-riches-and-jewels In front of The hungry Work their pathetic lives away All for his-bounty-and-power They are shown No mercy For their lives filled with hardship All those who-toil-in-his-name He views as-beneath-him Beneath him, beneath him… his clock punching drones Beneath him, beneath him… and one day he’s Alone with no yes men, audience to brag to, not one sincere friend, everyone but he knew, the respect he was given, wasn’t true at all, completely abandoned, his kingdom falls… it falls! The tyrant will-still-live-well No penance For his crimes Rich stay rich and poor stay poor There’s no justice-in-a-world Controlled by Tyrants Karma skips over the wealthy rulers and only applies to the poor
11.
Retirement 02:00
It looks like I have finally reached my end point The time has come for me To throw my trusty, spit encrusted microphone away For the most part, I’ve had some really good times But I’m tired of half ass And that’s the most you can get out of bands at my age I want to thank those who gave a shit You’re more valued than you know But it’s not worth it to play at home again and again and… It’s nobody’s fault but my own I held on to a dream for far too long My aspirations are mine alone Pointless to hope others will come along I’m leaning towards another path I’m going into retirement I’m not gonna live like an old man But, as for now, this is the end And it’s a good thing to progress and grow New adventures and new journeys require the past to be let go So, that’s it. Entering retirement So, that’s it. This is the end. This is the end. So, that’s it. Entering retirement So, that’s it. This is the end. This is the end.

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Eleven songs that have yet to be released on vinyl.

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released May 30, 2014

Vocals and words: Ken Leek
Guitar: Mike Spradling
Bass: Troy Oftedal
Drums: Cameron Olson

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Piglife San Diego, California

Piglife is made up of four guys who have a love for music played heavy and fast with a DIY ethic. Former members of Doomlit Sky, The Neighbors, Titanarum, and Cattle Decapitation.

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