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.​.​.​Against You!

by The Phosphorus Bombs

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1.
What you say to me It won’t cut through I will be the one who stuck you With all this disbelief Grief and misery The first one on the scene so I can tell you.. This will be… My revenge This is why… I want to turn the whole world against you! A faint applause, sunken smile Waking up all I’m seeing Is shit and blood, our severed ties You’re not surprised, my face you’re seeing This will be… My revenge This is how… You tell me how are I’m meant to be Now see me, the light left in you life depletes No see me, as silence and reason retreat FOREVER ALONE! This will be… MY revenge This is why… I want to turn the whole world against you!
2.
On the outside (Julian), you fucking joke! To lose allegiance of the folk against the system you provoke We will decide in our time So even allies that confide in us have come to roll the eyes Oh Julian, I’m so ashamed! That once now was, with all your flaws, will never be the same So lost his face I’ve lost my faith Now in the house (Richy D), did you protect The values and the worth of the bravery you project As sacrosanct, no little lies With hackles raised, don’t understate your failure to revise And reshape So there’s no escape I’ve lost my faith There’s no debate I’ve lost my faith Hesitate, just to stay awake This is kind of news that you have to lean in to Underneath the weight Broadchurch devotional prolapse My countrymen, ahhh what will it take? To drop preclusion from solutions in the wake Of a world that mitigates Seeing of the other as a subject to debase But it’s too late I’ve lost my faith But it’s too late I’ve lost my faith
3.
88 Days 01:51
Their charges barely cleared But asked for them to keep Disposable, expectant youth spend tomorrow half asleep And on their feet, They were forgetting. They were forgetting, not why they’d come, or sake of name but clearly who they were they keep forgetting, There’s no protection, we while away for the hopeful too indebted to refuse. A shudder mass arises with the setting sun Surely they will tire of ‘another day is done’ But first let’s navigate the insincere So brush away my body, let’s see his helping hands As permit and ridicule, extension to the land Mired ideals, inculcate demands Now I’m forgetting Not who I am, or what they have done but why I’m here at all
4.
Past Tense 01:43
If my back’s against the wall While you choose between autonomy or anyone to make the call Well it’s really not a choice for me at all, or I’m Bound to follow….in time Disturbing truths may have their place You only smile at their expense As if the only one to know We’ll talk about you in past tense If that’s the case we’re truly fucked The fact that you kept moving was the reason you got stuck But let your ego run amok…and we’re Bound to follow...in kind Disturbing truths may have their time With only guile as your defense Because you’re the only one to ev-er know that We’ll talk about you in past tense We talk about you in past tense!
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By-product 01:41
Can’t see the vulgar within the the art With no apologies, excused with being visionary Can’t see the monster although appease The apologists who recompense, we rale in disbelief Search and seize A by-product of immoral fucks provide no guarantees Search and seize And rally those that will impose your archetypal slease Search and seize I’m left to wonder, is this art? How do I separate creation without taking part? I’m left to wonder, if I agree? That all of this is cathartic for the aggressor and aggrieved Search and seize A by-product of some hushed fucks provide no guarantees Search and seize And rally those that will impose with such disinterest and ease Search and seize I get lost thinking ‘bout my role Left stranded by decisions after all A friend nonetheless, but I don’t know a thing about this fucking mess… When I get lost lost thinking bout what’s mine Landed indecision, time after time For verity, and by commission, if it was up to me… I’d search and seize It’s the by-product of all you fucks who provide no guarantees Search and seize And rally those that will impose a revised masculinity Search and seize
6.
In the end there came a call, not from those who held a right To hold the memory befitting of their truth while alive A horrifying image whenever they will close their eyes Stuffed with tubes and the body’s rotten through. They never got a choice! Yet you’re of the belief, no dignity in death just defeat They were left appalled with very little fight Acknowledged laden tragedy as belongings pushed outside Gathered by the family, a part that you don’t need to view So confused, noone suspects the simple truth.. That we never get a choice! Don’t excuse your sentiments as heart You know you have a choice! Yet you’re of the belief, no dignity in death just defeat To provide some sense of relief, empathy and compassion AND NOW… NOW WE HAVE A CHOICE!
7.
We both know how this morning s’posed to go And eventually, come home to me, it’s not that simple though Coercive acts cut early, devotionless tableau We’re meant to carry some mentality beyond 10 degrees below But I guess you’re asking too much of me There’s some thing’s that can’t be set aside I guess you’re asking too much of me Four walls can’t fit all our pride At other times it’s harder to be heard To repair a rupture caused from those four simple words A shared look retreating, integrity is slurred We meant to talk, create dialogue without any loss incurred But I guess you’re asking too much of me There’s some things that can’t be set aside I guess you’re asking too much of me Four walls can’t fit all our pride At the end of the day we both know The storm is only weathered by never letting go Narratives keep spinning, verbal blow by blow We’re meant to bleed, and leave it be, till we’re drained of all we hold But I guess you’re asking too much of me There’s some things that can’t be set aside We’re both ashamed to say To let each other sway Open up to vulnerability We’re ashamed to say That any other way Harder to change than to stay the same I guess you’re asking too much of me These halls can’t fit all our pride But I guess you’re asking And I’m ashamed to say I guess you’re asking too much of me

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The Phosphorus Bombs believe in the tradition of confrontational discourse for progress. On prior releases, they have explored a variety of topics specific to the Australian political and cultural landscape. Not one weapon in the punk hardcore armoury was spared as The Phosphorus Bombs laid down track after track of biting inquiry into the traditional way of doing things. On ...Against You! The Phosphorus Bombs take aim at themselves in the hope of being better human beings. Through a dynamic mix of punk rock melody and abrasive hardcore this EP mirrors difficult conversations held between friends. Using anger as a facilitator rather than a deterrent, it is devoted to all the loved ones who have compassionately challenged their certainties, those that rot out the love from within.

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released November 27, 2019

Recorded and produced on the traditional lands of the Gadigal people of the Eora nation by Jay Whalley (Frenzal Rhomb, Neptune Power Federation) at The Pet Food Factory, mixed by Clem Bennett and mastered by Tim Carr.

Written and Performed by The Phosphorus Bombs:

Sam Harwood - Guitar, Backing Vocals
Citizen K - Lead Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Beef - Guitar, Backing Vocals
Rodney Wallis - Bass, Backing Vocals
Chris Allison - Drums

Dave Berry - Trombone
Paul Murchison - Trumpet
Jay Whalley - Tambourine

Thanks to friends and family for your undying support and inspiration

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The Phosphorus Bombs play blistering punk rock that harkens back to those halcyon days when Survival of the Fattest was the only soundtrack you ever needed/could afford.

For Fans of NOFX, Bad Religion, Strung Out, Good Riddance, Propagandhi
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