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Sue Me Dickhead!

by Johnny-Cab Suicide

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So you think you're all that with your Rollins books and Misfits hat? But you still got a lot to learn, take a step back it's not your turn Singing songs about the crust, in reality now your just dust Telling everyone they're not punk, just because your always drunk Fuck your morals Fuck your idols Fuck your power trip Fuck your self! Let's not forget about your band, leather jackets made by brand Your plaid pants and spiked hair, why should we even care? You only wrote one good song, too bad you got the message wrong All you have is a girlfriend, too bad she's gonna leave you in the end Cause you're a fucking dick Fuck your morals Fuck your self (Fuck your idols) Fuck your morals Don't forget to kill yourself Then maybe I'll see you in hell
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Schemas 01:03
Comfort is convenience that’s what we’re all taught Imagine thinking your own selfless thoughts It’s such a simple idea, yet so complex To those unwilling to embrace and accept The thoughtless are dying and the blind are dead DEEP BREATH THIS ONES GONNA HURT Time to reevaluate your self-worth We all lose those days of innocence But insecurity’s led you to ignorance Now I’m not saying I’m better than you But at least I can shake a stranger’s hand And even though I know I’ll never see him again I like knowing I could have made a friend I remember when I was sixteen And a homeless man came up to me He asked me for some change but I didn’t have any He smiled and said “you’ve already given me plenty” DEEP BREATH THIS ONES GONNA HURT Time to reevaluate your self-worth
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Diagnosed 01:58
If trust took form it would be a ghost If paranoia took form it would be a pool I'm still drowning Pump my lungs with understanding Fill them up with hope Show me it's worth living Fill me up with grudge Show me something This cage is my existence Forever locked inside Loud angry voices Cattle prods of sound Check the pulse Check my pulse Give me the pills Give me the drugs I don't feel anymore I don't think anymore I'm achieving the end I'm achieving the end
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Bends 01:11
I'm putting my mind to rest And all the negative thought The reasons embellishing my head Soon what's left will be dead One drink for the road One drink for the pain One for repressed memories One more to keep me sane I haven't felt since that time I'll keep pretending you're mine But we all know that you won't stay You can't even look at me I regret nothing I regret it all I regret the feelings I regret it all Simple nectar of god Sanitize my veins Cleanse my mistakes Destroy me You wanna kill me, but I feel the same!
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Eagerly 00:13
If you loved me you would stop If you loved me you would stop If you loved me you would stop I'm not your gun How much longer until the end? How much longer until the end? How much longer until the end? How much longer until it fucking ends?
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Family Tumor 02:09
Decaying mental flesh You are the odd ends The fire inside this bullet Is enough for the two of us I hope some day we both die I hope some day we both die Termites destroying my lungs Torn from the inside You're the reason I can't sleep at night A tumor of cancer in my eye Needles, flesh and scalpels One of us has to expire I think of when we were children So young and in vain Who would've thought we'd be here So fucked up and insane (I hate your fucking smile) I guess grandma said it best Or maybe it was the worst You'll never grow up to be anything You'll never be a man You'll never find true happiness You will never understand You will die.
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This shark will swallow you whole Little shaking tenderizing down you go Slow ahead I can slow ahead Smile you son of a bitch Hooper quit playing with yourself You're gonna need a bigger boat Here's to swimming with bowlegged women
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Paradise 01:16
Sit on your hands, don't hide your face. I want to see that look of disgrace. You don't have a soul, you don't have a heart. But I knew that shit right from the start. Just keep pretending you'll kill yourself. Bullshit. You won't. Do it. You won't. Keep pretending you're mentally ill. Attention. You want it. Fooled them. You love it. Keep creating your personal Hell. Good. You earned it. Shit. You love it. Use your body to get your way. Home wrecker. Slave. Waste. A shame. You've got to be kidding because you're a joke. But I think your personality broke. Woe is you. What can I say? I wish you would just go away. All you do is fucking cry. Saying "no one will miss me when I die". The plan is set. The mood has turned. Voices in your head telling you to burn. Paradise is just a bottle away. Paradise is just a bottle away. Paradise is just a bottle away. Paradise is just a bottle away. What a waste.
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Hermit 01:31
I'll suffocate myself, All the way to Hell. The vivid dreams in my mind, Will let you come inside. I'm gonna die alone (x8) You look so pretty in the night. Let me touch you right. I can't even have sex on the phone. No wonder why I'll die alone. I'm gonna die alone (x8) Scoop my brains out with a spoon. Scoop my brains out with a spoon. Scoop my brains out with a spoon. But what happened to all of my glue? I'm gonna die alone.

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Cassette will be available 6/13/15 on Forced Abandonment Records-001 and Loftman Records-006.

47 red cassettes.

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released May 25, 2015

Ben. Jeff. Tohm. Chris.
Recorded by Jon Maisto at Backroom Studios in Rockaway, NJ on 7-5-14.

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