Biography:
Direct Hit is a pop punk band from Milwaukee, WI. Beginning in 2008, they released a series of EPs through their bandcamp, from which a full-length, "Domesplitter," was eventually compiled in 2011. Direct Hit's second full-length, "Brainless God," was released in September 2013 on Red Scare Industries. Most recently, the band signed to Fat Wreck Chords for the release of their third album, "Wasted Mind."
Between 2010 and 2012, the band also contributed songs to split EPs shared with Mixtapes
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Other songs:
- A Message For The Angels Part Ii
- A Message For The Angels Pt I
- Another Dimension
- Artificial Confidence
- Back To The Tower
- Bad Answer
- Bank Of Elevators
- Bleach Music
- Bliss Addiction
- Boredom Addict
- Brain Surgery
- Brainless God
- Buried Alive
- Buy Me A Drink
- Captain Asshole
- Chemical Ability
- Choke
- Different Universe
- Disassemble
- Do The Sick
- Domesplitter
- Failed Invasion Acoustic
- First Train Out
- Forced To Sleep
- Getting What He Asked For
- Heaven Is A Black Hole
- Home To You
- Hospital For Heroes
- I Told You A Lie
- In Orbit
- Kingdom Come
- Life In Hell
- Living Dead
- Losing Faith
- Mom And Dad
- Monster In The Closet
- More Of The Same
- Mutant Drunk
- On And On
- Perfect Black
- Promised Land
- Satan Says
- Snickers Or Reeses
- Something We Wont Talk About
- The Problem
- The World Is Ending No One Cares
- They Came For Me
- Through The Windshield Holding Hands
- Villain Alcoholic
- Was It The Acid
- We Are Alone
- Welcome To Heaven
- Were Fucked
- Werewolf Shame
- White Robes
- You And I Are Nothing But Lies
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Intro]
E
[Verse 1]
E
These eyes shed their pupils when they glimpsed abyss,
Bb B
But now this brain can't shed the thought
E
Of floating aimlessly alone in this space
N.C.
So we came back so you could come with us
(Walk down from E (12th) to 3rd then slide to 0)
[Verse 2]
E G A E G A
Why the resistance? It's useless to run
E G A Bb A G
It's only a matter of time - We'll catch up
E G A E G A
And drag everyone through a hole in the fabric
E G A Bb A G
Of space-time. It's easy for us, automatic
[Chorus]
A C D A C D
God sent us back. We were wrong -
A C D Eb D C
Turns out suicide was a long
B D E B
Route for returning to earth
D E D E
Now the bombs mean we're going to hell, best stay strong
[Verse 3]
E G A E G A
At least you'll have us, your new pals and buds,
E G A Bb A G
To comfort you as you go down through the muck
E G A E G A
Cause where we'll end up ain't no light, ain't no sound,
E G A Bb A G
Ain't no good times - You get it? We're fucked
[Bridge]
E
We'll pluck out your eyes so they won't see the end
E
We'll box out your ears so they can't hear the end
E
We'll tear out your tongue so it won't taste the air
E
And fill up your lungs so the vacuum won't torture them
[Solo]
E G A
E G A
E G A Bb A G
[Chorus]
A C D A C D
God sent us back. We were wrong -
A C D Eb D C
Turns out suicide was a long
B D E B
Route for returning to earth
D E D E
Now the bombs mean we're going to hell, best stay strong
[Outro]
Bb A G E
E
[Verse 1]
E
These eyes shed their pupils when they glimpsed abyss,
Bb B
But now this brain can't shed the thought
E
Of floating aimlessly alone in this space
N.C.
So we came back so you could come with us
(Walk down from E (12th) to 3rd then slide to 0)
[Verse 2]
E G A E G A
Why the resistance? It's useless to run
E G A Bb A G
It's only a matter of time - We'll catch up
E G A E G A
And drag everyone through a hole in the fabric
E G A Bb A G
Of space-time. It's easy for us, automatic
[Chorus]
A C D A C D
God sent us back. We were wrong -
A C D Eb D C
Turns out suicide was a long
B D E B
Route for returning to earth
D E D E
Now the bombs mean we're going to hell, best stay strong
[Verse 3]
E G A E G A
At least you'll have us, your new pals and buds,
E G A Bb A G
To comfort you as you go down through the muck
E G A E G A
Cause where we'll end up ain't no light, ain't no sound,
E G A Bb A G
Ain't no good times - You get it? We're fucked
[Bridge]
E
We'll pluck out your eyes so they won't see the end
E
We'll box out your ears so they can't hear the end
E
We'll tear out your tongue so it won't taste the air
E
And fill up your lungs so the vacuum won't torture them
[Solo]
E G A
E G A
E G A Bb A G
[Chorus]
A C D A C D
God sent us back. We were wrong -
A C D Eb D C
Turns out suicide was a long
B D E B
Route for returning to earth
D E D E
Now the bombs mean we're going to hell, best stay strong
[Outro]
Bb A G E
Dirk Michaelis
Dirk Powell
Dirk Quitschau
Dirk Witte
Dirlewanger
Disagree
Disappear Fear
Discharge
Disciples
Discipline