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WFFLF Live at REGGIES’

by When Flying Feels Like Falling

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1.
I fucking swear, I fucking swear I wanna pull out all your hair You make me wanna break your face And I don't even care I don't care if you play nice I don't care if you think twice Before you speak, do you see how It's really too late now You're a suck-up know-it-all I won't answer when you call Maybe before, not anymore I won't help you when you fall You will fall down on your face You'll drown in my pool of hate You brought this on yourself And you can go to hell You're not the boss of everyone I thought this was meant to be fun But I found out that you won't quit Until you think you've won You just wanna be the star But can't keep up, you won't go far You try too hard to be the best You're easily obsessed I fucking swear, I fucking swear Don't talk about me on tumblr Try to start a god damn scandal But I still won't care I won't care if you play nice And I won't care if you think twice I'll still be the one to tell you You can go to hell
2.
The new generation army fights A war on unknown enemy lines No one gave them any training Sent out unprepared, unarmed Mandated ignorance spreads like Herpes with no protection Clueless because commanders are Afraid if they had comprehension They'd fire full speed ahead So kids are all kept in the dark But as conditioning dies out Fatalities increase Wasted money, effort, time Woven webs supporting lies Manipulation just to fight A phony war to strip your rights False trust fashioned to a point Only built up to exploit Emotions twist with falsities Manipulate camaraderie This war is waged on privacy And on the rights on living, breathing Actual human beings They'll fight fiercely for your rights Until you take your first breath And then you're out of luck Consent to one activity Is not consent to all possible Outcomes and consequences The real meaning of "pro-life" Is anti-war and anti-violence Anti-death, not anti-choice Wasted money, effort, time Woven webs supporting lies Manipulation just to fight A phony war to strip your rights False trust fashioned to a point Only built up to exploit Emotions twist with falsities Manipulate camaraderie Wasted money, effort, time Woven webs supporting lies Manipulation just to fight A phony war to strip your rights False trust fashioned to a point Only built up to exploit Emotions twist with falsities Manipulate camaraderie
3.
You're such a fucking hypocrite, deny and twist the truth I've tried to explain but it's no use Oh yes my friend, now we all know You're a racist, sexist homophobe You're so narrow-minded You call yourself a punk Nazi punks fuck off, being a nazi is a choice You don't deserve respect when you strip others' rights But don't discriminate over The differences you can't control The color of your skin Or who you wanna fuck You're afraid of radical ideas Too scared to think for yourself Too lazy to be an activist But you have time to get drunk You should be ashamed to admit You don't give a shit about anyone else Na na na na na na na na na Just doing whatever you want is not rebellious It's pointless to rebel without a cause You're just out to hurt people Too weak to remain peaceful It's counterproductive You call yourself a punk You're afraid of radical ideas Too scared to think for yourself Too lazy to be an activist But you have time to get drunk You should be ashamed to admit You don't give a shit about anyone else Na na na na na na na na na You're afraid of radical ideas Too scared to think for yourself Too lazy to be an activist But you have time to get drunk You should be ashamed to admit You don't give a shit about anyone else Na na na na na na na na na You're afraid of radical ideas Too scared to think for yourself Too lazy to be an activist But you have time to get drunk You should be ashamed to admit You don't give a shit about anyone else Na na na na na na na na na
4.
I'm gonna knock you down I'm gonna push you away You're never gonna catch up I'm gonna get in your way I'm gonna knock you down I'm gonna push you away You're never gonna get up You're never getting away I'm gonna knock you down I'm gonna push you away You're never gonna catch up I'm gonna get in your way I'm gonna knock you down I'm gonna push you away You're never gonna get up You're never getting away I'm the one that makes you cry Cross my path, you're gonna fly When you see me you'll know why Cross my path, you're gonna die I'm gonna knock you down I'm gonna push you away You're never gonna catch up I'm gonna get in your way I'm gonna knock you down I'm gonna push you away You're never gonna get up You're never getting away I'm gonna knock you down I'm gonna push you away You're never gonna catch up I'm gonna get in your way I'm gonna knock you down I'm gonna push you away You're never gonna get up You're never getting away The violence you experience is Part of the game Gonna whip around the turn so Get out of my way I'm the one that makes you cry Cross my path, you're gonna fly When you see me you'll know why Cross my path, you're gonna die I'm gonna knock you down I'm gonna push you away You're never gonna catch up I'm gonna get in your way I'm gonna knock you down I'm gonna push you away You're never gonna get up You're never getting away
5.
Psycho Sarah 01:34
Psycho Sarah Psycho all the way Psycho Sarah Driving me insane She tells me stories Her eyes lit up with lies She is quite frightening My dear, this is goodbye Psycho Sarah Psycho all the way Psycho Sarah Driving me insane The sight of her will make you sick I hate her and that redneck prick Her nasty face will make you shit your pants Psycho Sarah Psycho all the way Psycho Sarah Driving me insane Psycho Sarah, Whoa x8 (You goddamn psycho leave me alone) x12
6.
Anarchism, Socialism, Pacifism, Atheism Why do these terms have so much punch to them? Cause they all require an intimidatingly large Reassessment of mainstream understanding of the world To make such a leap from the comfortable Can be scary for many people And fear is just a stepping stone for anger This is a dying plea Falling from the mouth of wealth's lost son That it is time for all of us to see what is so wrong It's time for white, black, and brown to get along This backwards concept Of violence over anger Over what we can't control You don't believe in logic You're not interested in facts You won't listen to reason You see nothing wrong with standing back Comfortable in ignorance And willfully uninformed Fuck you, Jordan Harris You're blind to the real world It's all the same belabored point Spat back over and over by the sad, self-victimized Christians Pushing their dangerous beliefs and morals And calling it salvation So afraid of what they think would happen In death If they chose to enjoy life You don't believe in logic You're not interested in facts You won't listen to reason You see nothing wrong with standing back Comfortable in ignorance And willfully uninformed Fuck you, Becky Swanson You're blind to the real world You don't believe in logic You're not interested in facts You won't listen to reason You see nothing wrong with standing back Comfortable in ignorance And willfully uninformed Fuck you, Jordan Harris You're blind to the real world
7.
A year of shit you put me through And now I'm finally done with you Your old enemies are now your best friends It's finished now, we're at the end Thanks for throwing us away This was your choice, what can I say So sick of hearing your bullshit You mindless zombie hypocrite You need a pre-made identity There's no originality Give into conformity Get ready for brutality Talk so bad when we're not there But to our faces, pretend you care Now you're finally exposed And for you, my arms are closed So sick of hearing your bullshit You mindless zombie hypocrite Get ready for an all-out war You lying, so-called fucking whore You need a pre-made identity There's no originality Give into conformity Get ready for brutality You need a pre-made identity There's no originality Give into conformity Get ready for brutality You need a pre-made identity There's no originality Give into conformity Get ready for brutality Pre-made identity Originality Conformity Brutality
8.
SkaRaPaPa 02:18
Well she told me I’m not a real man If I don’t have enough money To take her out every night Well, let me tell you something honey Well, your ass is too big and your mother is crazy All your excuses seemed a little hazy! Well they told me I’m way too young To understand what life is about. They told me then to grow up Well let me scream this out loud They’re not too bright, the blind masses Stick your opinions right up your asses! And wouldn’t it be nice if all the people Just got along and lived in peace. Excuse my French but my frustration My frustration needs release So shut your mouth and quit your bitchin’ We’re not that different you and me!
9.
First off, I didn't feel comfortable. I'd been sleeping for weeks and forgetting to eat and sleeping shitty in a college common room. Trying to make friends with strangers, swapping telephone numbers Making crazy demands to play a show in your basement. Two days later I didn't think that you would give us our first punk rock show, Chicago punk rock show. As we get older every day feels longer and although I know I'll struggle I will do my best to never get tired. I know Chicago will be cold tomorrow Let's cash in on our thin blood and have another one. I didn't think I had a chance. I had a hunch that lost a lot of my friends. I never thought I'd get the feeling back again. I never thought I'd smile again 'cause I felt kinda good in your neighborhood Although I kinda fell down atop a pile of kinda dried up blood and stumbled back to your home without outblacking But I saw a carjacking As we get older every day feels longer and although I know I'll struggle I will do my best to never get tired. I know Chicago will be cold tomorrow Let's cash in on our thin blood and have another one. No flaking no leaving. No flaking no leaving, mistaking our dealings for burdens that stop us from waking up early and working, repeating the process of bleeding our tired heads dry with the motions of failing again. These days, we're both getting old. And while you're buying a house, I'm losing sight of my goals. I took my time and now I've got nothing to show. But when I see you next year, we'll have a coffee or beer and I'll be real glad my failures aren't making things weird. As we get older every day feels longer and although I know I'll struggle I will do my best to never get tired. I know Chicago will be cold tomorrow Let's cash in on our thin blood and have another one. No flaking no leaving. As we get older every day feels longer and although I know I'll struggle I will do my best to never get tired. I know Chicago will be cold tomorrow Let's cash in on our thin blood and have another one. No flaking no leaving, mistaking our dealings for burdens that stop us from waking up early and working, repeating the process of bleeding our tired heads dry with the motions of failing again. I'm tired of complaining (repeat) But I'm thankful for the first time I met Sanawon.

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released February 18, 2013

Written by When Flying Feels Like Falling Published by WFFLF Music
“The First Time I Met Sanawon” written by Jeffrey Ernest Rosenstock
Published by House of Hassle LLC
Recorded by Eric Kratz @ Reggies’ Rock Club Chicago, IL Dec 23, 2012
Mixed & mastered by Ron Ivan Staley @ Flat Track Recording, Chicago, IL
Artwork and Logo by John Airo

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