Wrong Ones Records: OKHC Compilation Volume 2

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released November 1, 2014

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Track Name: Sabertooth - Wrong
I've been wronged before.
But not how you have wronged me.
Your throats are empty graves.
Your words prove my death is calling.
Waking up everyday looking for an escape
Walking away from all the places, memories I have made.
I've been wronged before.
But not how you have wronged me.
The home is where the heart is.
Well I don't have a heart to give.
No home. No hope for you all anymore.
I've been wronged before.
But not how you have wronged me.
brains too weak to think on their own.
I've. Been. Wronged.
Track Name: Shame - Certain Death
I am suffering
From the inside out
Self afflicted pain
it's never felt so right

Burden
I am your headache
Erase my life
Take back what you create

Day after day
I live in pain
Talk it through
It'll be too late

Live my life in the past
Take it away
I want to die alone

Certain death

I want to die alone
All by my self
Can't see in front of me
Death is guaranteed
Track Name: Justice Keeper - Wrap The Hands
Wrap The Hands

No one cares about your pain you have endured to survive
No one cares about your pain inside, or how hard you have tried
You tape your hands for a fight you cannot survive
You tape your hands because you know you still have meaning inside

I, I see there is something wrong
As trash drips from their mouths they seize their crown
All the while betraying all the names that I hold dear
Their casual dismissal of something so pure

My love
My hate
My pain inside

My love
My hate
My pride inside

Now something has changed

My man, there are things from the heart that matter
You will not find it in their eyes
No compassion for your integrity
You give it all, and they use you up

What we stood for, what we fought for
Our arms were wrapped around the sky
But when they finished talking (it is as if) we were never here fighting
Our walk on part in this war denied

So,
Tape your hands for one more fight
A fight you cannot survive
They have no respect
So tape your hands and die alive

I am not saying I do not want to see some change
Just let some good things stay the same
We all need some positive change and some good things to stay the same

So,
Tape your hands for one more fight
A fight you can not survive
Tape your hands
Keep swinging
Stay hungry
And die alive
They have no respect
Track Name: Thought Crime - Golden Opportunity
Changing times, changing places
The hates still there, it only changes faces
I look around and see these people
With idol voices, standing by

A chance not taken to speak for oppressed
Is a conscious decision to side with the rest
So I'll plant feet firm, brace against the attack
To infringe on rights of others who don't meet the mold

So I'll swing and I'll scream, break every nail and every board
And destroy the oppression that my ancestors built
Yeah I didn't create it, but I know I can break it
So I could choose to feel guilty or I could choose to see things done

Brothers versus my sisters, power struggle from both sides
With a little understanding, we'll see a difference in their eyes
Before we force opinions, who they sleep with at night
We should take a chance to think and keep your baggage inside

Injustice being done by everybody to everyone
Could call it all in good fun, sidestep the hurt it carries on
But I'm just one ship in a sea, storming with hate and desperate please
Find myself asking, "What's the use?"
But what a waste to live my life on mute

I now look into this world, see all this pain and this hurt
Hear drowned out cries for help that will never, ever be heard

It's our golden opportunity