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Wild Caught, Farm Raised

by Harriers Of Discord

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1.
Well I'm running on time, don't you know Short on rhymes, don't you know Drowning in fines, don't you know Under the mine, don't you know Holdin' up lines, don't you know Wasting the drive, don't you know Closing my eyes, don't you know Out of my mine, don't you know It's just a break in gravity, it's just a habit I have to break But it's time to move on It's just a point I haven't made, it's just a fall I've yet to break But it's time to move on I'm lost in my house and cars and jobs, going out to raise the bar, Coming back with a broken spine I'm leaving all my senses, Pushing fences, pushing limits, Feeding on the only thing I'll ever know
2.
Yeah, hear the words I've said, It's gotten in my head, Should be left for dead And there's no way out Giving me no doubts And if you don't know by now, I'll be gone Rise from the dirts of hell, Got no soul to sell, And the winds blow well, To the dirts of hell, Freezes what is left And if you don't know by now, I'll be gone And if you don't know by now, I'll be gone Run if you know what's best, If you want to live, If you can't forgive, Gonna shoot you down, Gonna watch you drown And if you don't know by now, I'll be gone And if you don't know by now, I'll be gone And if you don't know by now, I'll be gone God, give me what you owe Tell me what you know Why you left your home Or I'll hunt you down Genesis is found And if you don't know by now, I'll be gone And if you don't know by now, I'll be gone And if you don't know by now, I'll be gone And if you don't know by now, If you don't know by now If you don't know by now, I'll be gone
3.
The Band 04:20
On the long winding road, legends cross like they've got nowhere to go In the light, their faces bright, but come the night, is when he comes alive To the edge, just out of reach, extends his hand, like the sun gets from the sea Sees the storm flood from the isles, while he feeds them smiles, and dawns his knee Watching while he goes through your window But you'll only ever be his shadow Away, he lies on maids, forgets his ways, 'till the call from way back home Then he cries, but under his eyes, you can see his demise when he says to be left alone From afar, he wakes his loss, double lives cross, 'till they've got him pinned and bowed He won't stay, but his body remains because all along all he wanted was fame When he closes up your door And you feel cheated, evermore 'Cause all you've ever seen in light Was the man who stood in front of your fight On the long winding road, legends cross like they've got nowhere to go In the light, their faces bright, but come the night, is when he comes alive
4.
Elephant Man 04:21
I lost my mind in a room, Oh there's nothing for you there But a pile of horse's shit Waiting for life in a box with a small window And grey swallowing all but the bare There's no chance of survival When you're trapped in a hole With a long wooden stick giving you bread Then the curtains will open And there's joy and laughter everywhere You're sad 'cause you're the reason for their smiles When you're tall dark disgusting and your heads too big From the raging tumors for the miles Get no help from the helpful And no pity from the pitiful They laugh but don't understand that they are dead Being owned by a man who has Other plans than giving you The brace of decency to all mankind Buying on that you're great And a wonderful attraction Make me hundreds, make me thousands, Give me more Do you know that you're heading for a Great, great fall As you try to sleep parallel to the floor All the blood, so much blood, Rushing faster harder to your head, We've never seen nothing like this before Rest in peace, please don't scream At your failed attempt to being normal No, you're not a normal boy at all Mavericks dead in his bed On a softer mattress than before So used to parallel to the door When you're tall dark disgusting and your heads too big From the raging tumors for the miles Get no help from the helpful And no pity from the pitiful They laugh but don't understand that they are dead
5.
You've been drowning in your own anticipation Three years, join the club, 'cause you ain't number one You're bending over backwards when you're on the job, You're bending over backwards like a fucking dog You say what you give is what you get But you give a lot and ain't got nothing yet You're running out of advice, you're running out of your time, You're skipping out on your life, cause you don't see the crime You say that you're required to take them all So you do what you're told, oh yeah, you do what you're told You're not allowed to have voice, so you don't say a word, Little girls to be seen, never meant to be heard You throw yourself out there, freewill for the streets You get around too fast, a high velocity You're trapped in a hole, you're digging out to the side, And it won't last you much longer before you die In your brain, in the game, in the car, out the yard To the can, then your man, under lights, behind bars You say what you give is what you get But you give a lot and ain't got nothing yet You're running out of advice, you're running out of your time, You're skipping out on your life, cause you don't see the crime You've been drowning in your own anticipation Three years, join the club, 'cause you ain't number one You're bending over backwards when you're on the job, You're bending over backwards like a fucking dog You say what you give is what you get But you give a lot and ain't got nothing yet You're running out of advice, you're running out of your time, You're skipping out on your life, 'cause you don't see the crime
6.
Just when you want to be the hero, you feel haulted by God For there's no end to your faith, when you know that God is lost Finding yourself falling when you never reach the top How do you live, do you live above and beyond your flaws Cause faith is time-warped and rotted in a sheet of Ever-clear As it runs down your throat to the end of your years And Big-Bangs leaving legacies with nothing to explain Why we're declaring holocausts because we've all gone insane Stuck in the middle of a common kettle, like the unknown story of Hansel and Gretel, Where they stay in the pot like the Sword in the Stone Because we're sitting on the line, being drilled to the bone As we keep on killing and get put to death Either by mighty gods or by the man himself Adolescence radiates, you're no more than mere man Can't obtain a mind without a body and soul, A never ending abyss or a never ending hole, A green-eyed troll for a whole pack of power and size Like when your mother grabs a drink and wants to die on codeine, Don't got no brains to your brawn, not a single thought How do you live, do you live thinking you can't be taught You want to know it all, but you don't know what you see How do you live, do you live in the life that's not for me? Stuck in the middle of a common kettle, Like the unknown story of Hansel and Gretel, Where they stay in the pot like the Sword in the Stone Because we're sitting on the line, being drilled to the bone As we keep on killing and get put to death Either by mighty gods or by the man himself Adolescence radiates, you're no more than mere man Stuck in the middle of a common kettle, Like the unknown story of Hansel and Gretel On a murder heist, you'd think he wants it all But they don't know of the Levitical Law He who killeth shall be put to death, Either by mighty Gods or by the man himself Adolescence radiates, you're no more than mere man
7.
Give me peace of give me blood The words won't matter when unsung For the lyrical breaks will shatter to bits And the hammer of God will never inflict Give me rhymes and unchained pieces So when they're paired they will unleash The wrath of who remains unheard So they'll finally feel fit in this world First the music then the words, A nation deprived of sense at birth We'll rape and pillage until we've won Which we always will, which we've always done Shadows hide in the silver night, We'll show no worry of what's inside Until the prophets can't speak anymore And we trust the demons outside our door Just a phrase to be said no the words of the dead That can get us up and feeling back in our heads But the middle aged men who have written the words Know it's nothing but prophet that's being heard For the waking moon and the stars above Will be nothing more than romantic's cum But until my heart cometh to its end, I'll be lying on my grave waiting for death To the words that make us think or drink We'll feel they['re spewed from a golden sink 'Cause the rebel's call is a dying roar When we know we'll win and won't lose anymore So when the devil "spews her soul" I'll be gagging over a toilet bowl Because the words that react will disguise their roles Though are merely words of a glory hole Just a phrase to be said no the words of the dead That can get us up and feeling back in our heads But the middle aged men who have written the words Know it's nothing but prophet that's being heard For the waking moon and the stars above Will be nothing more than romantic's cum But until my heart cometh to its end, I'll be lying on my grave waiting for death In life we'll only breath so much breath We'll mistake the feel of life with the warning of death And nature will give up and cities will drown While the words that have mattered will never be found
8.
Can't just live your life no more Gotta give yourself to your partner chore Getting dazed all day, complaining all night, But you love him more with every fight You think you got it figured out, all right, Yet you wonder why you're wound so tight, 'Cause the Earth made woman and the Earth made man And man makes you stick to your five year plan If you think you're in a love song, I'd play another game Sex is boring, and boring is rare But the looks that you get don't make you care So charming and wise like the books you write What a real hunk of change he's made your life Doesn't matter if you hate his words, Just as long as you get to dish the juice 'Cause we caun't be happy with the ones we love Because love is a drug, and we're lost on our own Can't just live your life no more Gotta give yourself to your partner chore 'Cause the Earth made woman and the Earth made man And man makes you stick to your five year plan
9.
Call it an equation, though we're all from the same nation Yes we're all from the same nation, yet we suffer from reason And the stitches in your clothes will matter, slaves to fashion, rather sadder, Rather sadder than the public discarding me It's hard to find the traces, places of different races After a night of drunken faces We never stood a chance to get us on the map We're sobering up fast I'm tired of waking up to a me just about to explode I don't want to have to speak my mind but my mind doesn't like my mouth closed The district of imagination, only place of pure creation, But the place of pure creation, only comes with poison notion Then forgotten times of remorse when there ain't a stronger force A stronger force of shit faced roads of Captain's decree It's hard to find the traces, places of different races After a night of drunken faces We never stood a chance to get us on the map We're sobering up fast I'm tired of waking up to a me just about to explode I don't want to have to speak my mind but my mind doesn't like my mouth closed I don't like this state of mind, my mind don't like this state
10.
You wouldn't think I was funny You wouldn't think me sexy, wouldn't think me rude I might've thought you were alright, If your voice would've stayed between tongue and tooth But it won't And you're stringing along through the crowd Of desperate men in blue When I'll be fighting, watching, waiting For all that won't matter to you Hey little girl you look like you'd pull out, not through Say your rhyme do your time like they wanted you to You crossed the line, crossed the line, I don't think that we're through Even though I'm sick and tired of you You got your hair to your legs and your legs to the floor Nothing but a pretty face, no, nothing more Blonde hair, blue eyes, like there's no surprise I don't want your advice or your praise A desperate act of acceptance, Although they think they like you 'Cause you're shallow and crude They want a piece of your wallet, Just like I want a piece of your acceptance, too But keep in mind, You're stringing along through the crowd Of desperate humanoid blues When I'll be running, jumping, pushing Pass all that resembles you
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Wild Caught, Farm Raised is the first official album release for Harriers Of Discord, set to a Western Surf Rock pace.

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released July 1, 2014

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Harriers Of Discord Asheville, North Carolina

Wild West themes, power surf and punk rock cooked up into one turbulent jam that’ll spin you through scorching deserts, relentless waves, secular terrains and outer space dynasties.

Female fronted and formed in 2014 (LA based, now residents of Asheville, NC) the trio will knock you down and pick you up again with an eclectic range of instrumental scores, haunting ballads and frenetic riffs.
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