Mascara streaks down your face 
When you’re a mess, I enjoy watching your downfall

If you could see yourself (what a drastic change)
Time hasn’t served you well (how long has it been?)
It’s a silent cry for help (can you see the end is near?)
If you could see yourself time hasn’t served you WELL

I wish you’d change back into a butterfly
You could spread your wings
And I would hitch a ride
With you

Your eyeliner falls down when you cry
Your highlight hair fades when you lie

If you could see yourself (what a drastic change)
Time hasn’t served you well (how long has it been?)
It’s a silent cry for help (can you see the end is near?)
If you could see yourself time hasn’t served you WELL

Spread your wings so I can follow you
Spread your wings wider so I can hold you

b/utterfly

Jake Webber - Mess

(Verse 1)
King of the hill, mansion’s grand lie,
Luxury’s grip, I ruled, high.
Ice-blue eyes, fur of white,
Fate’s cold hand, swallowed the light.

(Pre-Chorus)
Chasing shadows, night devours,
Snowstorm's wrath, endless hours.
From pampered throne to pain’s tight chain,
Spirit fractured, yet remains.

(Chorus)
Chains of shadows, break the spell,
Comfort’s lie, in pain I dwell.
Through fire, through blood, I rise,
In the wild, under blackened skies.

(Verse 2)
Outlaws' capture, forced to bleed,
Sled dog’s curse, bound by greed.
Beaten down, yet rage burns bright,
This path of torment, I will fight.

(Pre-Chorus)
Storm’s chaos, found my flight,
Ran through darkness, broke the night.
Wolves surrounded, shadows crawl,
Wild’s call, answered all.

(Chorus)
Chains of shadows, break the spell,
Comfort’s lie, in pain I dwell.
Through fire, through blood, I rise,
In the wild, under blackened skies.

(Bridge)
Scars of life, lessons dark,
Survival’s tale, cruel mark.
From king’s throne to wolf’s den,
Family found in the end.

(Solo)

(Chorus)
Chains of shadows, break the spell,
Comfort’s lie, in pain I dwell.
Through fire, through blood, I rise,
In the wild, under blackened skies.

(Outro)
Run with the pack, shadows fall,
Fate’s embrace, heed the call.
White Fang, legend’s pride,
Wilderness heart, forever reside.

Beast Within

(Verse 1)
He was a shady kid, rollin' up to the scene,
Party vibes, got the liquor, yeah, you know what I mean.
Cheap hooch in the trunk, playin' the game,
Just tryin' to make a name, but it's all the fuckin' same.

Found a girl, pretty face, lookin' for a drink,
Handed her a bottle, didn't even fuckin' think.
She’s chuggin' like a champ, goin' down real fast,
Didn't see the trouble comin', thought the fun would last.

(Chorus)
Not worth the trouble, not worth the pain,
Got this blacked-out girl, now he’s stuck in the rain.
Cheap liquor and a headache, what a fuckin' game,
Not worth the trouble, it's a goddamn shame.

(Verse 2)
Now she’s passed out cold, and he’s startin’ to sweat,
All eyes on him, like he’s in some kinda debt.
Had to drag her ass out, man, this shit ain’t right,
Responsibility’s heavy, fuck, it’s a long night.

Gotta find her friends, where the fuck they at?
Left him with this burden, now he’s feelin’ trapped.
Thought it was cool, bringin' booze to the bash,
Now he’s cleanin' up messes, watchin' his rep crash.

(Chorus)
Not worth the trouble, not worth the pain,
Got this blacked-out girl, now he’s stuck in the rain.
Cheap liquor and a headache, what a fuckin' game,
Not worth the trouble, it's a goddamn shame.

(Bridge)
Yo, next time, he ain’t playin' this role,
Not bringin' no liquor, not diggin' this hole.
Gotta watch his back, gotta keep his soul,
This shady kid’s done, not payin' this toll.

(Chorus)
Not worth the trouble, not worth the pain,
Got this blacked-out girl, now he’s stuck in the rain.
Cheap liquor and a headache, what a fuckin' game,
Not worth the trouble, it's a goddamn shame.

Goddamn Shame

(Verse 1)
He stood at the edge, at the party’s height,
Drink in his hand, under flashing lights.
A voice in the shadows, a plea in the night,
"Take me home," came the whisper, tight.

(Chorus)
Crash of fate, under moon's cold stare,
Twisted metal, broken air.
In the darkness, lessons glare,
Crash of fate, lives laid bare.

(Verse 2)
Pressure mounts, he can't break free,
Wheels start turning, a dreaded decree.
A swerve, a flip, a desperate plea,
The night grows silent, destiny’s decree.

(Chorus)
Crash of fate, under moon's cold stare,
Twisted metal, broken air.
In the darkness, lessons glare,
Crash of fate, lives laid bare.

(Bridge)
In the wreckage, silence falls,
Echoes of the night's cold calls.
From the ashes, the truth crawls,
Learn to stand, when chaos brawls.

(Chorus)
Crash of fate, under moon's cold stare,
Twisted metal, broken air.
In the darkness, lessons glare,
Crash of fate, lives laid bare.

(Outro)
He walks away, burden’s weight,
Lesson learned, from crash of fate.
In the shadows, strength's mandate,
Stand your ground, against the hate.

Party Crasher

(Verse 1)
In the dead of night, the fog rolls thick and cold,
A seaman in the woods, sees a beast so bold.
That fuckin' White Thing, with its eyes so old,
It knelt to drink, then vanished in the mold.

(Chorus)
White Thing whispers in the dark, a haunting call,
Sulfur scent in the air, standing ten feet tall.
It’s a goddamn terror, making grown men crawl,
The White Thing’s here, you better heed its call.

(Verse 2)
Two kids in Boone County, playing in their yard,
Saw a beast so massive, hit 'em fuckin' hard.
It stood on hind legs, broke trees like cards,
Ran into the forest, left their souls scarred.

(Chorus)
White Thing whispers in the dark, a haunting call,
Sulfur scent in the air, standing ten feet tall.
It’s a goddamn terror, making grown men crawl,
The White Thing’s here, you better heed its call.

(Bridge)
Campers by the fire, felt the beast's breath near,
Charged out from the shadows, filling them with fear.
They ran to the house, its scream rang clear,
By morning found the camp, ripped and sheer.

(Verse 3)
A couple on the road, in their car they sat,
Saw the White Thing lurking, that fucked-up cat.
It leaped at the car, scratched it with a spat,
Four eyes staring back, no escape from that.

(Chorus)
White Thing whispers in the dark, a haunting call,
Sulfur scent in the air, standing ten feet tall.
It’s a goddamn terror, making grown men crawl,
The White Thing’s here, you better heed its call.

(Outro)
In the shadowed woods, where nightmares cling,
The White Thing prowls, its sulfur sting.
You better watch out, or feel its fucking sting,
The legend lives on, hear the White Thing sing.

Alabaster Abomination

(Verse 1)
In the shadows where the fuckers hide,
A schemer screwed me over, left me to die.
Career in ruins, drowning in his lies,
A viper in disguise, no fucking surprise.

(Chorus)
Retribution, harsh and vile,
Choke on your betrayal, mile after mile.
In the wreckage, truth will toll,
A brutal dish, revenge takes its toll!

(Verse 2)
Every Friday, his sanctuary of ease,
A haven where he'd savor his disease.
I set the trap with a deadly delight,
A pastry of revenge, served up right.

(Chorus)
Retribution, harsh and vile,
Choke on your betrayal, mile after mile.
In the wreckage, truth will toll,
A brutal dish, revenge takes its toll!

(Bridge)
In the restroom's shadow, his nightmare of ease.
A haven where he'd savor his disease.
I set the trap with a deadly delight,
A pastry of revenge, served up right.
Served up right!

(Chorus)
Retribution, harsh and vile,
Choke on your betrayal, mile after mile.
In the wreckage, truth will toll,
A brutal dish, revenge takes its toll!

Brutal Dish

Prizefighter was a Philadelphia based alternative hard core band from 2000-2003.  We played a ton of shows on South Street @ Pontiac Grille, Dobbs and Club 216, were the 94WYSP Loud and Local Rockstars of the Month for 2 months in a row, and did y100 Tuesday Night Music Club gigs at the Grape Street pub (on GRAPE Street!)  

Prizefighter IS:

Matt Flieschmann - Vocals/Guitar
Anthony Orsino - Guitar
Dan Klimczak - Drums
Kevin Broomall - Bass

Prizefighter - 52 in a 35

01 Nothin That I Can't Do

Circa Jan 2001. Done in a TIny little Basement in Philadelphia . Mixed by A Large Man with Small Feet named Todd. We were quite certain we would have been signed after this track LOL!! How little we knew l!!

Prizefighter - 52 in a 35

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