Calculated Divide

by Beyond Contempt

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released March 19, 2017

2017 Beyond Contempt

Yianni Kordos - Bass, Niko Kordos - Drums, George Kordos - Guitar, Pascal D'Bras - Vocals.

Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by Vince Farrugia at Shogun RPM.
Artwork by Pascal D'Bras

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Beyond Contempt Melbourne, Australia

"Well, I think it's lovely that you boys are playing together" - Mum

"Post-Marxist pagan grey grindcore meets southern peruvian cocaine" - Pitchfork

"I just like that their songs don't go for more than a couple of minutes" - Bored guy
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Track Name: Break
Friends forget about it
fuck what you feel about it
get your ticket in
Smells like drama
Sweet peach getting sour
Clean in a golden shower
get your ticket in
Tastes like Karma
Formulated Saga
Poised to be this Martyr
Coming clean ain’t Gonna
Hold my breath
Gimme a goddamn break
Speeding comet
lying in your vomit

get your ticket in
Smells like drama
Every time I’ve cared
Something got me in the red
get your ticket in
Tastes like Karma
Track Name: Salt
Ya got a brand new kick in rotation
something for the hicks that ain’t towin’ the line
I’m talking bout you name shamin' sloven
these words ain’t worth nothin
but at least they’re fucking mineI tell ya
NO you can’t change them all
you bitch and you moan
NO you can’t change them all
It’s everyones fault

A slap at a stranger
won’t fix what has wronged you
pretentious, conceited

what you need is a pinch of salt

A PINCH OF SALT

Now I see that this stage is
just another calculated divide

Riddled with side swipe bitching
and these PC lynchings

Does it leave you warm inside? Fill the hole?

LIFE AIN’T NOTHING BUT A SHOT YOU MISSED
YOU FIT THE MOULD

Track Name: A rope with a purpose
Fall down pull the pin and drag the others down around you
conflict resolution
CHOKING ON THIS CAN OF WORMS
contest break amends and silence all this chatter
I guess your best defence is falling on your face
you're fucking boring
and yet you've got me pacing
I'm over all this self control of my resolve
cos I guess this is something I need
Back track your attacks and looking at your face you’re stalling
I won’t just walk away no
THIS IS SOMETHING YOU DESERVE
confess it’s all a mess but hate is something that I know and
I won’t just walk away I’m spitting in your face
Come back and tell me what you said
I’m all ears and this moment has come
you said you want a little bit you’re gonna get a little bit
Open up of stick to silence you fuck Fuck
Track Name: Catching Bullets
Scratching backs with a pile of cheques
it is decreed that I better shut up
rolling heads for the money you spend
for a seat another collar and a what you want
kill but do it for me
and all of the afraid and the free
look what you got another policy
but what a price to pay
the meek can pay the fee
a lynch mob of stupid drunken primates
a helping hand to get you on your feet son
run love suck on a gun
a smith and wesson some tough love and oppression
don’t you see that you better shut up
in a ditch for the free and the rich
another dollar another sucker and another cog

you wanna catch a bullet for the cowardly and vain
and they may thank you some
if they can remember your name
Track Name: Breather
It’s cool that’s plain to see
This vibe that you vomit to feed
Veiled intensity
Believe that it ain’t discreet yeah we know
A flame a burning bulb
I think I’ll be leaving alone
You kiss like aerosol
I walked and walked yet here you are
Pushing all my buttons and feeling fucking alive
Moulding each confession it’s sweet but I think it’s a lie Yeah I know!
Conscience calls whenever you’re caught with a pin in your eye
Pull that shit together and shake that thing yeah there you are
BURN you got your breather high?
BURN you got your breather tied?
The same story’s told
The key is not telling it all
This thing is getting old
I walked and walked yet here you are
Conscience calls whenever you’re caught with a pin in your eye
Pull that shit together and shake that thing yeah there you are
Right the doubt is in I feel that I’m slipping again
BURN you got your breather high?