Think now 
or don’t think at all 
You’re lost inside their hands 
just the way its been planned 
You are unaware 
of this disease 
Can you escape? 
Or even thought about it? 

I cant see the point 
to this society 
Expectations of uncertainty 
Do I have a choice? 
Or has this choice already been made? 
Seems I’m the victim 
of a crime that can’t be seen 

Can you tell me 
If I’ve lost my sanity? 
We live to work 
Not work to live 
In a world of dishonesty 

Think now 
Or don’t think at all 
You’re lost inside their hands 
Just the way its been planned 
You are unaware 
of this disease 
Can you escape? 
Or even thought about it? 

Think!

Think

Pathetic, Waste of fucking time.
And all the lies that shot straight through me.
No care, No respect, No love
For me, or for you.

NOTHING, nothing to me

How can I respect someone who has no respect for me.
Wont give me, can never give me honesty.
I wont waste my time on a broken tragedy.
Because I realize that there is plenty more fish in the sea.

NO LOVE IS LOST
Because life goes on. 


Wise Old Owl

Can A Family Bucket Feed Two?

Why am I driving away from this? 
Away from everything, that I grew up with 
The place that I’m going too 
Won’t hold the ocean scent 
At night I wont hear the waves crash, against the rock ledge 
There won’t be no more barrels 
After school and work 

And I’m finding it hard 
To deal with this 
The disappointment 
Of missing out on swells 
To describe the ocean to person who knows nothing 
Is like describing colour to someone who is blind 
No matter how much detail you go into 
They’ll never understand 
But for us groms the sea means the world 
It means the world to me 

IT MEANS THE WORLD 

Memories of driving up the coast 
To find perfection 
Yelling out the window at randoms on the street 
Close calls of car accidents involving mircosleeps 
These days I will not forget 

The last time that I felt something is when I lived at home 
When I had the ocean by my side 
I’m not depressed, I’m just missing something in my life 
That I always had 
It was there to solve my problems, my regrets, my dreams, my fears, my addiction. 

THERE IS A REASON WHY WE LOOK OUT TO SEA 
When I’m not in the ocean, I’m not living 

THERE IS A REASON WHY WE LOOK OUT TO SEA 
When I’m not in the ocean, I’m not living

Onshore

4am on a Sunday morning 
Up the coast will be fucking pumping 
Meet Dill at the turnoff 
The winter cold makes me cough 

Nuggen and grasses’ has my mind set 
I can’t wait to get a supreme keg 
Jack daddy has, invert scissor legs 
Surf before shows 
BREAK A FUCKING LEG! 

Surfing is what I live for 
Supreme Island and more 
All you kids from the south 
ROCK THIS FUCKING HOUSE 

YOUNG WOLVES

Winter

Established in 2007, Break A Leg are a five piece melodic surf/punk outfit with a humorous edge.
Inspired by the likes of Miles Away and Kids Like Us, their Performance style is energetic, ferocious and ultimately interactive.
Though aggressive, their songs are about seeking positivity out of negative situations.
No cliche's, no bullshit, just good times.

Break A Leg!