Monuments will fall

by Prior Convictions

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Recorded and mixed at Studio410 Sound Productions Hamilton

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released January 7, 2015

Special thanks to: Sam - Lisa - Adam - Chris

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Prior Convictions Hamilton, Ontario

We are a Hamilton based old school punk rock band ! Some of us grew up in the 70's punk movement, some in the 80's scene and others in the 90's. We have a well balanced sound for all your listening needs ! Support your local music Scene, all bands start somewhere ! ... more

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Track Name: Failure
Another story has been written down in time, the books are closing now
But somehow I keep drawing lines; I’ll pick my head up again when the time is right
But the outlook is getting worse each time; I try to put up a fight
The past, will be just like the future, memories will always remain
I’ve got nothing to leave behind; I got nothing left to kill
Every drop and every line has brought me down; I can’t seem to find an exit
It’s becoming easier just to drown; I want to break free from my body
I’d love to kill my past but I’m too close to failure, these feelings won’t last
Monuments they fall
Everything I know returns to the earth
We can’t strive for failure
If we want to survive
I know no one is listening
There are no answers in a book
We can’t strive for failure
If we want to survive
Failure…Failure
Every drop and every line, every drop and every line, every drop and every line
Failure, Failure, Failure
I know no one is Listening
I know no one is Listening
I know no one is Listening
Track Name: Living in hell
Sit right back and I’ll tell you a tale
It’s about livin in hell with no remorse in place
You can forget about regret, cause there’s no way to fail
Listen up good and I’ll spit it in your face
Livin in Hell, We’re all Livin in hell
Livin in Hell, you got some friends to tell
You can fuck your friend’s wife and not give it a thought
You can drive around drunk and not give a fuck
Go to a store and rip off everything you need
Cause we’re livin in hell and you got urges to feed
Livin in Hell, We’re all Livin in hell
Livin in Hell, you got some friends to tell
Shoot your gun out the back door; don’t give a shit what you hit
Drown your next door neighbour in the kitchen sink
Drop kick your cat, try to score the extra point
Down a bottle of whiskey and puke all over the joint
Livin in Hell, We’re all Livin in hell
Livin in Hell, you got some friends to tell
Livin in hell
Livin in hell
Livin in hell
Livin in hell
Track Name: Looking at you
I saw you standing, standing all alone
Looking out the window, no place to call home
I heard a voice inside me, calling out your name
I could hardly believe it, we were one in the same
Life is so confusing, where do we go now
All the people watching us, will they tell us how?
Looking at you, looking at you
Looking at you, I can see myself
I saw you standing, standing all alone
Looking out the window, no place to call home
Whisper what you feel, tell me are you real
Is it a crack in the mirror, or is it something I fear
Life is so confusing, where do we go now
All the people are watching us, will they show us how?
Looking at you, looking at you
Looking at you, I can see myself
I saw you standing, standing all alone
Looking out that window, no place to call home
Looking at you
Looking at you
Looking at you
Looking at you
Track Name: North of nine
10 and 2 put your hands on the wheel; let’s take a ride in hell
Cruising down, ride the line, its Russian roulette on wheels
Fasten the seat belt hold on tight, It’s gonna be a bumpy ride
Lite a cigarette sit right back, driving north- north of nine
Well, I’m driving, north of nine
Heading out, north of nine
North of nine……… tonight….. Hop in
Take the back roads thru, go real slow, it’s a feeling you can’t describe
Your tires spin; you hit a rut, just stay on your side
Don’t fall asleep, just stay alert, and blast your tunes up high
Roll the window down, I feel ok, heading out- out on nine
I’m driving north of nine
Heading out north of nine
North of nine tonight…….let’s go!
Icy patches, slush on the sides, it’ll take you in the ditch
Watch out there’s a roadblock ahead, tonight’s not the night
Ride the brake, remove the gas, signal yourself forgotten
Close your eyes say goodnight, driving north-north of nine
Well, I’m driving north of nine
I’m driving north of nine
North of nine……… tonight
Tonight we’re goin to die
Tonight’s end of the line, North of nine……Tonight…….Fasten your seatbelt motherfucker
Track Name: Jane Finch
What was said last night I won't remember?
What I said last night you won't forget
The rubber grip on my fingertip is too hard to ignore
When you’re in my face the cold steel will make it no more
I find it hard to deny, when I see the look of death in your eyes
Picture me smiling down on you; your face down to the earth, your life is through
What was said last night I now remember?
The pool of blood is all that survives
The rubber grip from the pistol whip reminds me of all the lies
Now I'm all alone now is our time……….
We can't live alone, If we're still alone, we can't be apart, If we both have to die
Oh Jane I've loved you for so long, but I'm content that you died
Oh Jane I've loved you all along
Now that all the colour is gone from your face
Oh Jane I never loved you, you took everything I gave

Oh Jane I never loved you, you took everything away
Oh Jane I never loved you, you took everything away
Oh Jane I never loved you, you took everything away
You took everything away, ah Jane………..You took everything away