The Max Levine Ensemble - Thrash Mt. Towson lyrics

OOHHHHHHHHHOhhOHH, As slowly as we're dying I'm gonna make a f**ing racket I'll see the clocks crash from the walls Before I watch their hands tick slowly backwards When we keep quiet, it keeps us up at night When we don't scream we feel f**ing paralyzed It ebbs and swells and we're trying like hell Just to let it oooooooooooooooout! So when tonight I skate and fall Then the asphalt will mean that much more to me I'll let my skin scraped up and bleeding Consecrate a pact with the f**ing concrete Though the concrete's harder, we push through all of it We see this world but we feel so far from it And with our hands, find we can take back a small part of it A part of it... oooh oooh oooh a part of it... And then a thousand f**ing saints Will try to tell you what your life's like And everyone's an expert right? Uh huh We keep our heads up and tread Through this mess of a mess of a world that we live in... When you wear your politics like its the gospel to your holy religion You make a decision, tell me what do you do? Ah tell me OK Smartypants, what do you do when you get bored? What do you do with your boredom?