Fight Songs 7" EP

by The Kreutzer Sonata

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    4 tracks of upbeat hardcore punk on Nothing New Records

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4 tracks of upbeat hardcore punk by The Kreutzer Sonata out of Chicago released on 7" vinyl via Nashville's, Nothing New Records




released March 25, 2016

Karl- Guitar
Adam- Vocals
Kat- Bass
Sky- Drums

Recorded and Mixed by Chris Dequick of Chris Dequick Productions at Multi Track Recordings in Chicago, IL

Mastered by Jack Shirley at Atomic Garden Recording Studio in California



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Track Name: It's Getting Worse
So who's to blame?
I don't care, we're the same
I won't play that game
Lost in a bad dream

Cause there's a rift in our world that continues to be pulled
I don't care if you're rich, I don't care if you're poor
Cause we are all equal in our lives and in the end
I just care if you have virtue and respect your fellow man

And when you're sinking and you're thinking that you'll blame your opposite
And you're drinking and you're hating but refuse to change for shit
The nauseousness and state of things will shake a little more
And not a single person will have stopped it from getting worse

It's getting worse
Humanity's cursed

And I'm back working overnights but still can't fucking sleep
And I'm sneering in the street cause all I see is fucking sheep
But then I choke and realize that I'm one in the same
And I'm done pointing fingers cause I'm just as much to blame

And when the sky is poison and there's poison in our food
I care more about the chaos than who's posing to you
World peace will never happen but understanding is a step
And a little fucking effort holds a lot of fucking depth

(Repeat Chorus)
Track Name: Cowards Bend the Knee
Overlooked and gritting our teeth
Sharp minds come bittersweet
Those who say don't know
We're sober this time, out of step out of sight

Overlooked and gritting our teeth
Sharp minds come bittersweet
And in due time, we will have our lion's share

Casted out, always in doubt
Frat boy punks don't know what we're about
No trust but ourselves
No friends but each other
Take pride in not being sheep at the slaughter

We'll make use of our time
Not the first of our kind
We'll steer our luck right
With purpose and reason and virtue in sight

Ups and downs
We've stuck around
Made small marks
But worked for it all
Some come and go
As friends we've remained
Through the good and the bad and the untimely changes

We won't fade away

Track Name: No Empathy
Steaming in the madness of the social unrest
Blinded views, vacant threats
Always got a bone to pick, you're on the attack
If you want empathy then give some back

There's so much hate
Do you really know what you stand for?

Left or right, unite and win
Work together, understand
It will be uncomfortable
No good change isn't

I see a broken society, the future makes me cringe
Everyday I'm fucking sick
Nuclear families at nuclear war
With subcultures that mirror their scorn

You hate
Have empathy
Or empathy

Dissent in the air and evil on the streets
In the back of our mind no one agrees
But you don't have to agree to make things work
Just respect we all come from different worlds on this earth
Track Name: Excessive Pride
Your excessive pride gives me the answer

There's a town line where achievements change
Cross it and you're in a cage
Cause pride isn't for what you got at birth
But what you achieved to create worth

People hate without knowing who you are
Look down on you for where you're from
But if you're as weak as them to believe their lies
The bastards have already won

No better way to sound less significant
No better way to sound more irrelevant

You're fucked up and drunk going on ten years
Steered your life into a fucking ditch
And when you see us having sober fun
All you can do it fucking bitch

When we worked hard to build virtue
Your life was left up to you
But all your prides lost for substance
And you're bitter that you lost your chance