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Birth Control

by Fight Amp

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1.
Fly Trap 05:26 video
They tell me I'll die ugly. I've even heard I look the part. They tell me I'll medicate. They even tell me where to start. Last meeting of the dropouts. Tuning in to convention. Where the kids go for acid. Soak my phase in some strychnine And tell me I'll die ugly. I've even heard I look the part. They tell me I'll medicate. They even tell me where to start. Overheard traitors say They'll sell you dirt or disinfectant. It's purgatory season in my theater of addiction. They call it a fly trap But it's mouth keeps opening. Keep shut like a death head Hurry up and rupture me.
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Is this a good time to ask about your day? The ghost in the window wants the kids to play. Poor ghost, let it in. The sun broke from it's thread Impaled on picket fence. Poor ghost, let it in. Leftover last meal again. Let's not talk Let's not say a thing we regret. It's perfect timing. It's our neighborhood's dirty little secret.
3.
Creepy Kicks 04:44
The life you loathe has moved on. Cut from the hang ropes god has drawn. Don't look away, disease and decay. Never, man of god Turning from the hell you create. The path is finally ending. Prayers are being answered. Fire in the fields of free will. Burn for you, dear pilgrim. Swollen, cracked earth starts to breathe. Black smoke blown from every large sinful scar. Gates should open Sick stomach should relieve itself. But there's nothing at all. Can't see god at all. Can't see god at all. Same mark, same witness. Same old body. No throne, nobody. No son of man. No question earth has died. Yet you've been left behind. Can't see god at all. They forgot someone.
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Deny where I was raised And the inbred names it contained. And if I was able to go back I would wring it's collective neck. God is dead, so am I. There's no pig in my sty. Now I know god's a lie. Should have looked with my eyes. Go collect my filth. Even empty this town disgusts me.
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Our end of the world Used to have an off switch. Now the daylight seems rare. Nothing in the backyard where the grass would grow. Nothing in the big sky where the sun would rise and fall. Paint peeling on someone's past debt. Time no longer is keeping time. No color left on old status. Time is no more, there is no time. No reunion for your proud flesh. Your guest is on the table Swallow the flesh.
6.
Goner 05:36
7.
I'm Out 02:52
I'm out of friends at last. Grab bag of broken glass. The fires inside the homes Burn despite the prayers of old. Now I'll get what isn't mine. Since I was last. It's time to remove my old protections From modern man. I'm out, the world's empty for me. I'm out, it's only me. I view the world without you. I'm out of friends at last. I'm out, now life's a blast.
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Falling down on fragments of broken bones. I'd bleed the palms to get the things I want. But it's too late for things I want. I am the corpse. The last thing I'll remember Last thing that I'll see. Drop from the edge of sleep. Falling back on a life of bowing down. Nothing of gods can light the endless dark. I am the corpse. The last thing I'll remember Last thing that I'll see. Drop from the edge of sleep. No, never gonna wake again. No rules left to bend. Is the dirt I'm tasting now. Any better than that of the peasants I've put down?

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released September 25, 2012

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FIGHT AMPUTATION is Jon DeHart, Mike McGinnis, Dan Smith.

Recorded to 2" tape in spring 2012 at Gradwell House Studios in Haddon Heights, NJ.
Engineered and mixed by Steve Poponi.
Mastered by Dave Downham at Gradwell House.

Design and layout by Dan Smith.

Produced by Fight Amp and Steve Poponi

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Translation Loss (CD / Digital / Vinyl)

2012 Translation Loss Records
www.translationloss.com

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Fight Amp Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

FIGHT AMPUTATION was a heavy, grungy, hardcore punk crossed with sludgerock trio from the seedy underbelly of Philadelphia's noise rock scene active '04 - '16.

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