Bastards from Enemies EP by Father of lies

Pressure from above pressure from below
Sometimes you don't know where to go
Pressure coming in from all sides
No body in here is gonna get out alive
You don't need permission to exist
Can't be crucified when your hands in a fist
Celebrate all your failures -never regret
Pushing yourself to the test

Don't ever- don't ever let them
Don't let them- grind you down
Don't let them don't ever let them
Don't let the Bastards grind you down

Don't think your outputs not got enough
Be the master of your craft- own your stuff
When people criticise you all the time
Just learn from this- leave them behind
You can't reason with their unreasonable
Can't make it work when they're unfeasible
Smash the gears, refuse their grind
Break their chains unwrap your mind

Don't ever- don't ever let them
Don't let them- grind you down
Don't let them don't ever let them
Don't let the Bastards grind you down

This dysfunctional world that doesn't work
Birth school work death - and no rebirth
You'll never control what other people do
You can only control the version of you
Don't fit in? then fuck the herd
Your actions are always louder than words
Don't give them your precious time
Don't be part of the production line

Don't ever- don't ever let them
Don't let them- grind you down
Don't let them don't ever let them
Don't let the Bastards grind you down
With your feet planted firmly on the ground
Don't let the Bastards grind you down
With your feet planted firmly on the ground
Never let the Bastards grind you down

• Metal
• Metal Punk
• Thrash Punk
• blackened punk
• dbeat
• discharge
• doom
• metal
• motorpunk
• punk
• thrash
• thrashmetal
• Sheffield