THINGS NEVER CHANGE

by HELLRAD

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released April 20, 2015

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HELLRAD Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Sonic violence from Philadelphia. Featuring members of Javelina and Eat The Turnbuckle, HELLRAD formed in Aug '14. Their debut LP, "Things Never Change" was recorded and mixed at Permanent Hearing Damage Studios by Steve Roche in November of 2014. Caustic vox, destructive bass, menacing noises, mad drums and heavy guitars. HELLRAD: Philadelphia's FEAR METAL ... more

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Track Name: STREET ZOMBIES
ZOMBIES...
STREET ZOMBIES...
ASLEEP AT THE BAR

NODDING WHEN SAID CLEAN
SMOKE CRACK YOU DOPE FIEND
WHO STOLE MY WEDDING RING?
STREET ZOMBIES, IT'S A THING
ZOMBIES...
STREET ZOMBIES...
THE DEAD FRIENDS WE SEE
YELLOW SKINNED FIENDS
THEY ALL WALK...
...THINK THEY ARE A PERSON
WATCH A ZOMBIE EARN IT'S NAME
BACK ON THE BLOCK, BACK IN THE GAME
DEAD...
ZOMBIES...
STREET ZOMBIES...
THEY LIVE NOT TO FEEL
THIS VOODOO'S FOR REAL
AT DAWN THEY SHALL RISE
NO LIFE IN THIER EYES
PANTS FULL OF SHIT
HE SHAT A BAG, SHE WANTS IT
ZOMBIES...
STREET ZOMBIES...
HUMAN MALFUNCTION
DOPE SICK PIN CUSHION
STREET ZOMBIE DOESN'T CARE
DEAD FACE IT'S ALL TOO CLEAR
IT'S SITTING ON MY STOOP
STREET ZOMBIES, GET THE BOOT

DEAD...
Track Name: MY JIHAD IS AGAINST MY MIND
ROAD BLOCK IN MY MIND
PROTECT MYSELF, BLACKOUTS I FIND
THERE'S MANY OF US, WE ARE STRONG
THE WORD IS OUT, THIS AIN'T MY SONG
I'D KILL MYSELF, FOR ONE MORE DAY
TO SIT ON THE FLOOR, ASK YOU TO PLAY
I'LL KILL MYSELF FOR ONE MORE DAY
I'LL PULL YOU IN, IT'S TIME TO PLAY
THIS CHILD CAN DO NO WRONG
UNTIL THIS CHILD, CAN'T PLAY ALONG
THE KNIVES COME OUT, YOU'RE GOING DOWN
LIKE WHO I WAS...
WHO AM I? I'M A GOD
EVERYONE ELSE...DOGS
I KILLED MYSELF A LONG TIME AGO
BETRAYAL OF FLESH, HE HAD TO GO
I KILL MYSELF EVERY DAY
WE ALL GET IN LINE, IT'S A GAME WE PLAY
WE WON'T STOP 'TIL I'M DEAD
A MIND UNDER SIEGE, THEY WANT MY HEAD
WHO AM I? I'M A GOD
EVERYONE ELSE...FRAUDS
I KILLED MYSELF A LONG TIME AGO
THAT LIL BITCH, HE HAD TO GO
MY JIHAD'S AGAINST MY MIND
WE SLAUGHTER ME, TIME AFTER TIME
MY JIHAD'S AGAINST MY MIND
I KILL MYSELF....AND IT'S JUST FINE

JUST, FINE
Track Name: DOPE FIEND JESUS
I WAS A CRACK ADDICTED PILL POPPING DOPE FIEND JESUS

NOTHING HAS EVER CHANGED
I HAVE A THOUSAND NAMES
I BLAME IT ON MY DADS
THE THOUSAND MY MOM HAD
NOTHING'S EVER CHANGED
I'M STILL ALIVE TO BLAME
CONNECT THE CHARGES WITH MY NAME
I DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR THIS GAME

I WAS A CRACK ADDICTED PILL POPPING DOPE FIEND JESUS

NOT A STRAIGHT UP DOPE FIEND
THERE'S CRACK AND PILLS BETWEEN
I WAS BORN THIS WAY
A BABY JESUS GONE BAD
I GUESS THAT'S ALL THAT LIFE HAD
I WAS BORN THIS WAY
NOT A STRAIGHT UP DOPE FIEND
THERE'S CRACK AND PILLS BETWEEN
I WAS BORN THIS WAY

I WAS A CRACK ADDICTED PILL POPPING DOPE FIEND JESUS
Track Name: FUCKED UP (ALL I'LL EVER BE)
ALL I'LL EVER BE

IF YOU'VE GOT PROBLEMS I CAN MAKE THEM WORSE
IT'S A GIFT AND IT'S A FUCKING CURSE
EVERYTHING'S FREE...FOR ME
THAT LESSON WAS MY FIRST

GOLD CHAINS ENGAGEMENT RINGS
PAWN SHOPS GOT ME PUKING
I'LL BE HONEST, I'LL ROB YOUR PURSE
IF SHIT'S GETTING FUCKED UP, I'M FUCKED UP FIRST

FUCKED UP

DISGRACED FOR MY WELL BEING
BLACKOUTS ARE WHAT YOU'RE SEEING
I WON'T REMEMBER YOU TOMORROW
OR THE MONEY THAT I "BORROWED"
SHIT'S RUNNING THRU MY VEINS
REMEMBER THE FACE BUT NOT THE NAMES
THIS IS MY LIFE THIS IS MY FAME
IT'S ALWAYS FUCKED UP

THINGS NEVER CHANGE

ALL I'LL EVER BE
Track Name: SMOKE MORE CRACK
LET'S SMOKE MORE CRACK IT'S TIME TO DIE
I SEE THE GAZING IN YOUR EYE
SIZZLE DOWN THAT CRACKERJACK
AIMING FOR THAT HEART ATTACK
SACK AFTER SACK IT'S CRACK
I SMOKE CRACK BEHIND YOUR BACK
LET'S SMOKE MORE CRACK IT'S WHAT WE DO
THERE'S REALLY NOTHING ELSE TO DO

CRACK...

SMOKE MORE CRACK

SNAP THAT ANTENNA OFF THAT CAR
CHORE BOY KID IS WHO I ARE
WATER SODA AND A PENNY
KEEP THE FREEZIES IF THERE'S ANY
I SMOKE ALONE YOU DON'T GET NONE
SO THEREFORE I GUESS YOU DO
SMOKE MORE CRACK IS WHAT WE DO

CRACK...CRACK...CRACK

SMOKE MORE CRACK
SMOKE MORE CRACK
SMOKE MORE CRACK
YOU SMOKE MY CRACK
I'LL SMOKE YOUR CRACK
SMOKE MORE CRACK
SMOKE MORE CRACK
SMOKE MORE CRACK
SMOKE MORE CRACK
SMOKE MORE CRACK
SMOKE MORE CRACK
SMOKE MORE CRACK

CRACK...CRACK...CRACK

SIZZLE, SIZZLE, POP, POP
SUCKING ON THAT
GLASS COCK
SIZZLE, SIZZLE, POP, POP
KEEP ON SMOKING
THAT
CRACK
ROCK