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It was the usual crowd growing up
All good, all bad, all ugly
They were like brothers 'cause we all felt the same
The future tore them awayBorn with our senses keen, hope and fear
With a sense of danger and demise
The world will numb everything, hope and fear
A negative discipline, a vacuumWhat evil force dragged them down?
What demon singled them out?
What evil took them away?
Allowing only two choices
So tell me
Was there a secret never shared with others?
Was there a hidden trauma?
What made the bonds break?
What caused the mistakes?
Why was the criminal life so desired?Born with our senses keen, hope and fear
With a sense of danger and demise
The world will numb everything, hope and fear

A negative discipline, a vacuumFrom afar, bleak reports trickle in
But the world has spread apart, the world has spread apart
All the promise that was held now is wasted
The soul is delicate, the walls have crippled it
From afar, troubled lives lose their purpose
The world has given up, the world has given up
The world has finally forsaken its sons
What evil force dragged them down?
What demon singled them out?
What evil took them away?
Allowing only the choice between
Death or jail

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Sick Of It All is a nyhc band formed by brothers Lou Koller (vocals) and Pete Koller (guitar) in 1986. Formed during 1986 in Queens, the band released their first self-titled EP on Revelation Records and began to accumulate a strong local following by playing famous clubs like CBGBs (‘A Month Of Sundays’ actually pays tribute to these glorious days at this legendary venue). Soon after, the band released their first full-length record ‘Blood Sweat And No Tears’ on In-Effect Records.

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