Drums by Keith Krey
Mixed by Owen Granich-Young


Al Caer

Drums by Keith Krey
Mixed by Owen Granich-Young

Lost Your Out

Mercurial Art Rock

Drums by Keith Krey
Mixed by Owen Granich-Young

The Lies That Brought Us Here

Track 8 from Revived Divine (2015)

https://prisonforkids.bandcamp.com/album/revived-divine

Pünktlich

Track 7 from Revived Divine (2015)

https://prisonforkids.bandcamp.com/album/revived-divine

Scratched Fingers

Track 3 from Revived Divine (2015)

https://prisonforkids.bandcamp.com/album/revived-divine

It Doesn't Say

Track 2 from Revived Divine (2015)

https://prisonforkids.bandcamp.com/album/revived-divine

Who Cares

Written, Engineered, and Mixed by Prison for Kids

Christopher Dreisbach: Vocals/Rhythm Guitar
César Ochoa: Lead Guitar/Backing Vocals
Nick Cullen: Bass Guitar
Keith Krey: Drums

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Lyrics:

You wanna pay your dues?
Well I got news for you
Just a little sting
Then you won't feel anything
You wanna grow in size?
You gotta cannibalize
Hope you like quicksand
Help us heat this brand

If it's all the same to you
If it's all a game to you
It's not a game
A game

You think you want success?
Six ways to break your neck
Just a little sting
Then you won't feel anything
You think this sounds perverse?
Just ask our customers
Taste that sinking sand
As you supply we demand

If it's all the same to you
If it's all a game to you
It's not a game
A game

BUSINESS DECISIONS!

You wanna pay your dues?
Well I got news for you
Just a little sting
Then you won't feel anything
You wanna grow in size?
You gotta cannibalize
You got those cannibal eyes

If it's all the same to you
If it's all a game to you
It's not a game
A game

Business Decisions

Written, Engineered, and Mixed by Prison for Kids

Christopher Dreisbach: Vocals/Rhythm Guitar
César Ochoa: Lead Guitar/Backing Vocals
Nick Cullen: Bass Guitar
Keith Krey: Drums

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Lyrics:

I had to wake up my mind
No compass and no key
And when they're all distracted
I'll grab our things and flee

Noise and smoke and ashes
Crushed brittle bones
There was no fire there
But the frame was exposed

Entiérrame lejos

I went on and on and on
And never had a clue
Stepped right up to that edge
And came right back to you

Saw a crack in the wall
A scuff on the floor
Tiny splinters whispering 
Thirty more years of war

Sin amor

This face is just a mask
Shaped by a screeching storm
Some things will never ever fit
Into this uniform

Darker and darker
The path led me astray
I held something precious
And then threw it away

And I'll find my way back home
And I'll dig a little hole
And the earth will take its toll
And I'll wait until I'm whole

You think x6
Of all the things you could have said
You wait x4
Until you're dead
And just admit you never ever understood
What's in your head x4

No one was left alive
But the tall silent trees
Nothing behind that glow
Watch the cold world freeze

Darker and darker
The path led me astray
I held something precious
And then threw it away

Sin querer

Astillas

Vocals/Bass/Noise: Christopher Dreisbach
Vocals/Guitar/Noise: César Ochoa
Drums: Keith Krey

Special Thanks to Owen Granich-Young

Lyrics:

Best Words/You got tremendous words
Big beautiful real smart words
Don't need advice, don't want it
Keep trashing the papers!

Big league/Not a lightweight league
Better than your pathetic scene
We can see you fuming/We can see you

Big hands/Relatively large hands
People say the most beautiful hands
They just let you do it/They just let you

You were never broken x3
When you're a star you can't be broken

Next next next next next next in line/You were next in line
Bow down it's your duty/Bow down it's your

Great hair/He gets killed on the hair
Gold, plentiful, luscious hair
Keep track of the favors!

You were never broken x3
When you're a star you can't be broken

Big head/You got a real big head
Make plans, don't keep those plans
Don't need advice, don't want it
Keep trashing the papers!

Next next next next next next in line/You were next in line
Bow down it's your duty/Bow down it's your duty