Doomed From The Start​/​I Ain't Doing Drugs (Over You)

by Lach

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"This week's Subscriber Exclusive was recorded live at Sidewalk Cafe on July 22 1995. My group at the time was called The Sextet Offensive and we had some great times together. This is straight off of a cassette tape that's been sitting in a shoebox of tapes for many years. The first song, Doomed From The Start was from my first album 'Contender' and the second tune, Ain't Doing Drugs Over You' has never been recorded in the studio, this may be the only record of it." - Lach

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released November 17, 2015

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Track Name: Doomed From The Start/I Ain't Doing Drugs (Over You)
Doomed From The Start

Thugs and mentals stand gaping in the rain
Screaming skeletons running from ghosts
The city is eating its children
From deep within its belly I hear the beast boast

None of you can stop
I’m too far inside of your heart
None of you can stop
You’re all doomed
Doomed
Doomed from the start

Millions and millions of starving people
Opaque faces swim in the streets
Mole-men, mole-women their skin turned pale
Blind eyes blinking and brains in jail

Hypnotized parasites hyped on success
You can’t tell them from the way that they’re dressed
But stand them naked under noon’s bright sun
And you’ll die laughing at your own reflection

None of you can stop
I’m too far inside of your heart
None of you can stop
You’re all doomed
Doomed
Doomed from the start


I Ain't Doing Drugs (Over You)

Maybe tomorrow I'll paint my jagged face,
get back in the race
chase my tail and wail
Maybe tomorrow I'll blind my eyes, anesthetize,
run and hide and cry
Maybe tomorrow I'll fan the flame, see the man,
kill the pain and scream
But not now
Not tonight
I won't lose myself over you tonight
I ain't doing drugs over you

Maybe tomorrow I'll be dancing on the bar, swinging from a star,
far from my heart
filled with the sadness of being a man, my skull in my hand,
far from dry land
Maybe tomorrow will never arrive, I'll survive,
lose this disguise and thrive
But for now
For tonight
I won't lose myself over you tonight
I ain't doing drugs over you