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For Profit​/​/​Death

by Abject

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1.
Low Point 02:42
Low Point And so you find yourself, consumed with misery And so you find yourself, but lost? - you'll never see And so you find yourself, with no one else to blame Two 32's down, and then a third to end the pain (Chorus) And Jesus Christ Never heard this song And being sober never felt so wrong Life ain't so funny at a whole new low So I drink myself into a place I know And so you find yourself without the will to fight And so you find yourself consuming every night And so you find that this is their theocracy And soon you'll find that you will never fucking see... (Chorus) And Jesus Christ never shed his light Intoxication never felt so right Life ain't so funny at a whole new low So I drink myself into a place I know Life ain't so funny when you finally realize, Everybody's all the same, just as horrible as you! Life ain't so funny when you finally realize that there are no easy answers - what the fuck you gonna do? The seconds betting, with your begging and their change With your bills for medication - yeah, nobody really cares No second answers as the police chained their backs All the intoxicated dancers never turned away their stares Indoctrinated from birth - then educated for work Your happiness is all a ploy for you to prove what you're worth Two seconds singing with my 32 in hand - "Jesus Christ will never save us from the evils of this land" A second thanks - you say the policeman has won, well at the end of the day - what the fuck have you done?? (Chorus)
2.
No Way Out 02:38
No Way Out Finding your ways to pass the time Finding your ways to keep in line Mind your manners and your self-respect Don't fuck it up and don't defect And always remember that ... you are free, you are free, you are free Say your prayers and buy a gun Five days for work and two for fun You're always entitled to live to win Get down on your knees and you'll fit right in Chorus- Living in structure, living in line, blind to the fact that you've been designed to Have no way x3 Of ever making it out Cogs in a system, links in a chain born into service for capital gains, you'll Have no way x3 Of ever making it out Your plastic lives are full of shit I'd rather die on a crucifix You're self entitled, you demand the best I hope you fucking die - and take the rest! *Chorus Goes Here!* End chat- Enslaved we have no way Enslaved we have no way No Way No Way No way to make it out
3.
Vacation Liquidation In your country exists a company On every corner In every magazine In your country exists a company Full of promises- But first Sell us your life We’ll hand you the knife The money is rife We buy stock in strife Forget your aspirations Enjoy your suffocation A freedom vacation Thank your global corporation In your world exists a company We bought your lifeAnd sold you poverty In your world exists a company - Stock opportunities! But first One nation One global corporation One nation Free trade and exploitation
4.
King Stoodle Bar All my life I’ve been a fuck - Never fucking good enough The different kid they told to quit - The different kid they never picked All those years down the line Never did I change my mind Sang to kids about awareness - Injustice and the world’s unfairness The reality is I thought I sang in insignificance - I never really thought My lyrics actually stood a chance To reach out to a group And tell them the truth - I never thought through my anger I would actually reach the fucking youth - And in my slum before a show A kid once came up to me Said I really appreciate What you guys do for us Before I could say thanks He turned to me and said And I believe you’re The kings of the underground And he sang WooOOOoo -You’re the kings of the underground You control our boots with your sound You’re the kings of the underground Behind your words we’ll never drown So now I must reiterate That all my life I’ve been a fuck - Never fucking good enough - The different kid they told to quit All those nights I spent alone Grinding picks to the bone Screaming at a fucking wall - Singing of my countries fall And in my head I sank Thinking of what he said to me Slowly going over All the possibilities Of all those words I wrote And all those notes I bent I sang for liberty And stealing every corporate cent I’m sorry but In a society No one should rule - The fucking free He turned to me and said You sing for rights - You play for peace And I say you’re the kings of the underground And he sang
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released February 8, 2014

Recorded Nov. 2013 by Tommy Guapo Neilino
Album art by Bobby Uribe

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Abject San Diego, California

Abject is a Punk/Ska band from San Diego, CA originally formed in August 2006.

Members:

Sean - Vox/Guitar
Vic - Vox/Bass
Nik - Lead Guitars
Dan - Drums

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