Burdens Cut Short Split 7"

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released February 19, 2010

Vocals: Jared Birdseye
Guitar: Chris Evans
Guitar: Dan Zimmerman
Bass: Marty Williams
Drums: Dave Lawson

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Burdens Pennsylvania

Burdens is a hardcore/Punk/Metal band from the Philly suburbs with releases on Harvcore Records and Get This Right Records.

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Track Name: Grind My Teeth
Wasting away. No longer sane.
Hiding from demons that call on my name.
Your judging stares cut me to the bone.
And in a crowed room, I still feel alone.
These days are killing me, and I try so hard to see,
Through all these clouded thoughts of panic and anxiety.
This aggravation forever taunts my thoughts.
My mental health slowly starts to rot.

I'm not the same man I thought I'd be.
My biggest achievement is misery.
Day by day, stuck in my mind.
Drenched in cold sweat, with no more teeth to grind.
Track Name: Awaiting Vultures
Surrounded by vultures, they circle above,
Waiting for my time.
I don't need to take on your problems,
Because I got mine.
Can you feel my pain? (Can you feel it?)
There's nails inside my fucking head
I haven't slept for days (I'm shaking)
I fucking wish they'd just find me dead

I'm fucked, and it's plain to see,
That there's no fucking light that's guiding me.
So strip the meat from my bones,
Cause there's no fucking place I want to be.

So can you feel my pain? Do you want to see,
The day to day stress that's biting me?
I know in the end, you'll leave with a smile
Because you she'd tears like a crocodile.

(I don't care) about your shit
(I'm not fine) I'm breaking down.
(Fuck this life). And so I welcome the vultures,
I give up this fight.
Track Name: Untitled
Bred to be fucked by the machine.
Devoured souls of the weak.
You'll never hide or justify, oppression and the genocide.
How far have we come?
Not fucking far enough.
The flag will always run red with blood.
There is no cover-up.

Blind to facts.
A useless race of fucking apes with no spines in their backs.
Liberty is a fucking whore and she spins a web of lies.
Using fear as her weapon, and faith as her disguise.
And she fills me with this fucking hate.
Open your eyes, you're all to blame.

I wanna burn every fucking flag and every fucking church.
And unleash the seeds of hate that gave this nation birth.

Blind to facts.
A useless race of fucking apes with no spines in their backs.