As cringe as this "Secret Bonus Track" is to listen to, I have to stand by being a piece of shit 19 year old I was and in all fairness, William Hung had just come on TV the day before and even back then I never missed a chance to make people laugh. This happened to be the result of me testing the vocal levels and mic set up before recording vocals and I apologize to any of my Asian friends and the Asian community and beyond if you are offended by my actions and as much as I regret it, I still do terrible Asian accents much to the chagrin of my very patient wife but alas, I'm putting this there now and owning up to it before you punk MF'rs try to play me and cancel me later on in my luscious career. We are all just people trying our best at the end of the day and People=Shit. You know which "philosophers" taught me that?*A little 47 person sonic boom of a nu metal outfit from Dead Moans, Iowa called Slipknot. And they were a pretty smart band.

DD  5 Ivan Hung

Rules, Hearts, Bones

To whom it may concern
Thanks for the memories
They say you live and learn
Despite memories
No one escapes their wrath
They always seem to find
The footscript
That bring em back
To our broken pride

Rules. Hearts. Bones.
Time heals all wounds

Rules. Hearts. Bones
Were made to be broken
You're alone
From birth to death
Time will heal
Every painful second
Everything will fade away

The time has arrived
We can't feel alive
By living life the way you decide
We've learned from our mistakes
We'll choose the path we take

It's our life
Our death
Our choice

Rules. Hearts. Bones.
Time heals all wounds

Rules. Hearts. Bones.
Were made to be broken
You're alone
From birth to death
Time will heal
Every painful second
Everything will fade away
Someday

What doesn't kill us makes us!!!

WE ARE THE!!!

First ones to let fists fly
Flippin' coins to see who drives
When the word "friends"
Just won't apply

We're few
But we're true
We're fuckin family
We're not perfect
But we give 'em hell
Break bones and bleed
Together

Rules. Hearts. Bones.

DD  4 Rules Hearts Bones

Smalltime

Seen enough to know
I ain't seen it all
But I've seen enough of you
You set yourself up for the fall
Here comes your payment due
Carve up your fuckin line
Convince the ignorant
But don't ever turn your back 
On the kids that help pay your rent

You're fuckin smalltime
You're just a fuckin fraud
You're fuckin smalltime

The truth will be
So hard to see
That's just the way it goes

Then you will
You will see
The truth behind your bullshit
You'll realize that you've become
Something that we despise

What have you done?
With all your time
That makes you 
Irreplaceable?

Cuz the music's so popular
To the of the world
Generates the biggest fuckin "Rock Stars"
No matter what they've sold
I thought this was about the music?
Not about your fuckin cut
I thought this was about the music?
Not about your fuckin cut

You're fuckin smalltime
So what the fuck ARE you about?
You're fuckin smalltime
Fuck you
Fuck all your "worth"

DD  3 Smalltime

Trailer Hitch Blues

*Geeeeet THIIIIIS!!*-Drummer Ryan Baker's impression of the ol' redneck in a Hardee's Thickburger commercial that was popular at the time.

So far from home/Wrong fuckin turns
But I wouldn't trade this for the world
Gave up on luck/Still broke as fuck
But who can tame/A heart of gold?

And every time/Things went wrong
The riffs were there/To fall back on
And when true love/Walked out the door
I turned to vinyl/Scattered on the floor

What if this all/Had passed me by
If I had chased a different dream (Oh, the irony)
Top 40 life/One more kid dead inside
I don't regret a fuckin' thing

And every (stream and creek?)/We come across
And every hard earned dollar/That we've lost
Will never change/The love I have for this
My life remains the same/Whether or not
They exist
They don't exist

I sit here with eyes glued to/The window
Of a moving van/Sifting through memories
Choices I've made/Heartbreak and regret
The loss/The chance of
And the open doors  
I was too scared to face
Every dream/That I let slip away

Except For This One

They may not see/What this means to me
At least I know/I'm none of 'em
What good is life?/Bad friends and dead inside
The nameless faces and the road/They've become my home

DD  2 Trailerhitch Blues

End The Trend

Congratulations
Looks like you won the prize
Keep telling yourself
That there's more to you
Than meets the eye
Little by little/One by one
You continue to destroy/The one thing 
That matters to us

One by fucking one
What matters to us

I've seen a million of them
Come and fucking go
(Fake talk?) all you want
About what you think you know
Boasting opinions/Impressing no one
What are you trying to prove
With useless fucking facts
Those fucking "facts"
They don't mean shit

We don't fucking need you
There's the fucking door
The last thing we need is
One more fucking whore*

When every fuckin face
Starts to look the same
We won't let you turn
This into a game

DD  1 End The Trend

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