Back To The Old Way

by Call It Ego

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Daniel Svensson
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Daniel Svensson Thank you SO much for this Justin, I love all your music and this is as pure gold as all your music.
Keep doing what you do and I hope my small donation helps you to keep this up despite it not being much, but if we all give a little and we all keep spreading the word of the epic and talented Justin Bonitz, then you'll soon be as big of a star as you truly deserve.:D
C.G.G.
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C.G.G. Justin Bonitz bewilders me with his talent yet again with his single artist entry for the "Album in a Day" contest (actually 4 but oh well). Favorite track: Dick Spit.
Beanie
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Beanie I love Justin's style, whether it be Hungry Lights, Call It Ego, Hungry Covers, or anything else he does. Respect where respect is due. Album's a 10. Favorite track: Turbines.
Michael Nobrega
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Michael Nobrega This album has a fantastic sound, and the fact that it was made in four days is insane. Justins vocals are insanely good as always, and this was just a fantastic album Favorite track: Thinner.
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about

This album was made in four days on a live stream (around 70 hours according to stream times). The original plan was to make a five track EP in twenty-four hours, but I only managed to complete three and a half songs, and two extra guitar tracks. I was having so much fun with the fans and making the album, that I wanted to extend the time to forty-eight hours to finish the EP, and then I ended up scrapping the time-limit, adding four more songs, and making a full album.

The concept of this album is that it is from the perspective of a bad guy who has just made an enemy of a person who used to be a dear friend. He challenges him, threatens him, and attacks him, but then he realizes that that is exactly what the other guy wanted him to do, and he has one chance to turn it all around and push past it. But he fails, and he continues to belittle the hero until finally, he is sucked down into the depths of despair where he has to face the demons he has now created.

He is ashamed that he sort of likes it down there, likes the chaos and fear because it almost makes him feel alive, and not so much like a machine. And in that feeling, he realizes that he could be unstoppable if he would just pull his shit together, but he fails to do that, and in contrast, he begins to prepare himself to be able to stomach his ultimate kill by first murdering other "lesser beings." He takes it all in, desensitizes himself, then finally has his enemy alone and realizes he is walking that thin line between hate and love. He is confused and interrupted. And then boom! The hero pulls a completely one-eighty and flips the table on him, destroying him and sending him to oblivion.

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released August 12, 2016

All songs composed, written, recorded, mixed, and mastered by Justin Bonitz. Album art by Justin Bonitz.

Suggestions were made by fans during live streams, which made Back To The Old Way even better. I could not have done it without you guys. Thanks everybody!

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Call It Ego

Call It Ego is a side-project for the solo-musician Justin Bonitz. This project is for when a break is needed from the serious projects, and to give the fans something to enjoy during the downtime between releases.

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Track Name: Thicker
What will it take for me to get this through to you?
What is so hard for you to understand?
I’m drawing blanks
The board was all but laid out
...But you still turned and went the other way
I’m not supporting your corrupt agenda
You’re not supposed to feel the way you do
Look where you started
Don’t believe you’ll end up in all the places that you think you will

But let’s go there—let’s go!

It’s hard to think you don’t believe the better way
It’s hard to think you see the way you do
If it was up to me, I’d have you stoned and burned down
If it was up to me, I’d run you through and through
You’re thinning out the more you tell yourself the lie
You’re running with the herd that protects you
Look where you started
Don’t believe you’ll end up in all the places that you think will

But let’s go there—let’s go!

You think you’re different, but you’re just as fucked as I am
You think you’re special, but you’re not
Too caught up to look at the things you do and say
And I’m just tired of your bullshit

I’m asking for it
Come on and hate me
You think you’ve got me figured out
But I know something that you don’t know
That’s why I’m laughing at you now

You think you’re different, but you’re just as fucked as I am
You think you’re special, but you’re not
Too caught up to look at the things you do and say
And I’m just tired of your bullshit
Track Name: Doran's Ring
From the start, I know exactly what to get
...And you can bet your life that I will
Such a foe I will be
And when you come to me, I will strike you down
No skill is essential is enough to ever make me break
You can’t escape your fate
When you’re dreaming, I will sneak inside
And I will take your life
And you will wish that you weren’t left bleeding

Just when you think that you’re strong
You face me in the lane
And it seems that tonight, Doran has chosen his king
Down from the sky,
One giant, pus-filled eye crushes oppressors with ease
You live a lie if you think your two-bit words can stop my Doran’s Ring

The minutes end, and I’ve built what I need
Two, four, six stacks of venom is bleeding over the map
And no idle chat will stall long enough to prevent your grieving
You can run to your tower, you can run through the night
I am forever the shadow in the back of your mind

Just when you think you’ve escaped
Right when you think you’re free
Running straight from the jungle, and no morals for me
Down from the sky,
One giant, pus-filled eye crushes oppressors with ease
You live a lie if you think your two-bit words can stop my Doran’s Ring

Your world is crumbling down under the might of my glory
No amount of gold could buy you a defense against my Doran’s Rings

Just when you think that it’s over
Right when you think we are through
The next battle has started
And I’m matched against you
Down from the sky,
One giant, pus-filled eye crushes oppressors with ease
You live a lie if you think your two-bit shield can stop my Doran’s Ring

Doran’s Ring
It was sent from the heavens
Doran’s Ring
Nasus with Doran’s Ring
Track Name: Reach
Another lunatic crossed paths
Spin out and walk away
Until the loose-leaf stalls me
Enter the mind of a mistake
Call it of what you may
We are the ones who will talk

So deadset on regulating our voices
But we don’t represent your cloud
Underground—falling out of the molding
Burry their regiment and doubt

Pushing—order me now
Underway— eagle eyes down
Old tricks always work out
People never remember what to say
Overlayed—about time that the stuttering shouts
Underway—eagle eyes out

I’ll just reach right through the ocean
Go back to good—back to the old way

I never once put the whole world in my pocket
I clocked it two or three times, but they wasn’t watching
Oh my god, the bliss of the hypocrite mind!
I unwind—from the side, even trash look divine
Yuh- A trojan horse be in the fortress
Locked in, ‘til there’s no air
I can’t support this
Oh my god, you’re flushed into the fray
And then down the drain
How will you regain?

Pushing—order me now
Underway—eagle eyes down
Old tricks always work out
People never remember
Here’s what you say when you face the harrow
Tell them, “It’s not over”

Just each right through the ocean
Go back to good—back to the old

I’d say that I wish you well,
But I wish you would’ve taught me different

No room for passive action
This time we’ll do this right
So much for last regrets
There’s no room for people like you
Keep your dirty fingers out of my steadfast way
There is no road that I can’t pave

I’ll just reach right through the ocean
Go back to good—back to the old way
Track Name: Regrets Landing
What’s that sound? It’s all coming down
Evil’s been wed in disguise
Hold your ground
No time to be proud if you can’t open your eyes

Call your troops from the deserts
The fight has been brought home to your door
What’s that sound? It’s all coming down
Shots fired into the sky
Reload the stakes—everlasting refute
No one ever asked you, you made this dispute
Johnny sings, and then Tina dies
What was the point of your life?

What’s that sound?
It’s all coming down
Evil’s been wed in disguise
Hold your ground
No time to be proud if you can’t open your eyes

“Accepting" fathers won’t be the only ones
As the charade increases, we turn to our sons
Or are they daughters?
I don’t want to offend these paper-skinned faggots who are playing make-pretend
Assimilation, as you flaunt in the streets
Preaching equality, shame those who disagree!
I sound the siren… let’s see who holds true
Wave your rainbow flags while people fight wars for you

What’s that sound? It’s all coming down
Evil’s been wed in disguise
Hold your ground
No time to be proud if you can’t open your eyes
Make way!
For the regret is landing—sheep will all color the skies
Hold your ground
No time to be proud if you can’t open your eyes

How can you sleep every night with chaos in your streets?
Where kids are growing up voiceless?
You run away from the problems you created
Crying out for help, but then you never fucking listen—never!

This song goes out to every poor soul
That was manipulated into fighting for their country
This is a mirror for you, make your choice here
Open your eyes or you will never stop living the lie that you tell yourself
When you raise your fist for a people that never even gave a shit about you

Our call to action is not one of regret
They made their choice, now let’s make them take it back!

What’s that sound? It’s all coming down
Evil’s been wed in disguise
Hold your ground
No time to be proud if you can’t open your eyes
Make way!
For the regret is landing—sheep will all color the skies
Hold your ground
No time to be proud if you can’t open your eyes
Track Name: Dick Spit
Pulled down from the height of my reach
Just when I was thinking I would never have to sink any lower
Your serpent’s been unleashed
-One so furtive, I am forced down to my knees
To carry out with a deed undone
Words protesting from the back of my blackened tongue
I turn away, but only for a trife
Yet my hands hold steady with a grip so tight

And I cannot hide my shame
Your intoxicating taste

An earned slap—the choking just digs me further
Reverse track, its spit burning both of my eyes
And with that, I’d think this would soon be over
But you just repeat again—time after time

From the void, a darkened shadow has consumed all the words I could say
With great strength, you’ve pulled me in faster
From the tip of the shaft to the base

An earned slap—the choking just digs me further
I’ve lost track, the times I was shot in eye
And with that, I’d think this would soon be over
But you just repeat again—time after time

Upside down, I am struck in the throat
Blind in your secretion, I have lost all hope
A lack of friction from the ooze I expel
The body of the serpent is increasing—a swell
I saw it coming, but I could not retreat
I try to run—resist it—but I kneel in defeat
Painted in seed from the head to the toe
In the eyes of the aggressor, I am nothing but low

And I cannot hide my shame
Your intoxicating taste

But it’s all been misconstrued
For I called upon this favor, and to swallow it all—I choose

An earned slap—the choking just digs me further
On my back, resentment is only a lie
And with that, I know this will never be over
And I’ll just repeat again—time after time
Track Name: Turbines
Much minding others’ business—with no scale
-Just rudimentary nonsense

I am machine with a human face
Unseen, demented, and scorned
Rescreened for two anyway
Removed from the compass’ core
I am torn out of alliances
Behind is a swift-set shoulder mold
Fixing mistake—what a lie that is
That’s held strong for a million, trillion years—it seems to me

It seems to me, there’s no height I cannot reach

Umm… I told myself that I wouldn’t lose track
Put a wish in the well, but it bounced back
That’s not the way I was built
Programmed for error—recovery stilted
Wilted like the whole thing jilted
My will’s got me red-rover filthy
I’m killed like an old-school bookbag
Strapped to the track
And the train’s not looking
Oh my god, no steam in the trunk
I’ll sleep for days when I’m done—when I wait ‘til sun comes up
But the fun don’t stop
I’m thinking—I’m thinking, oh my God
There’s salt in the wound again
Better swoon again
‘Cause I’m gonna’ drop soon again
Nothing new again
Like, truth again—uh

Rotating axis when the chamber falls I find myself in doubt
Just wanted to be proud of something I created for myself
My hands are tied with secrets, cobblestone, and sub-divided hells
Just living in the perfect world I have created from myself

Caught up in spilling over
No objection to the change
There’s no height I cannot reach

Umm... I told myself, but I guess I lost track
Blow a kiss, raining down like flash flood
And I’m caught in piles of silt
Take off my shoes, walk proud like a kingpin
Talk that talk, but I plugged my ears
For the words sound the same
With a wall between me and you
It’s safest to bet on the truth
And that basic hero is a blank-face zero
No tracing fear, you faking tears, though
Your mask is peeled off
I see that frown you hiding underneath your waking mirror
Reflections clear up
I bet you covered up ‘cause you don’t even know anymore

It seems to me

Ground—sinking into the ground
Turbines spinning around
Generating my tower
Ground—sinking further
Without hardly any connection to the world that surrounds me

Caught up in spilling over
No objection to the change
There’s no height I cannot reach
Track Name: Burning
Enter the realm of a king
On a throne, I sit
The peasants all drown in shit
A burning oil is spewed from the hole in the sky
The worms are compliant, but how long until they feast?
The mouth convulses into the ocean
I cringe at the sound of the screams
The city will tremble, they will remember as they melt in the heat

Burning—fear such rot
Burning—putrid snot

As I laugh, more waste spews forth from the pipes
And soon there will be not life,
But a fume so strong it is smelled from the heavens
-Melting paint from the walls
I had a feeling it would end like this
And so I prayed to the gods
And then I prayed to the demons
And all was drowned in the flood

Burning—fear such rot
Burning—putrid snot

And I try to pretend I don’t care,
But admit... I cry inside from the pain within me
-Squirming and choking on fumes
I released this doom into the streets

Burning—fear such rot
Burning—putrid snot
Track Name: Thinner
Boose

Two sides, but the car won’t stop
And the engine’s heating over
Brakes cut, so the car won’t stop
And my life is flashing for you
In your eyes, you will see none but me!
I am redemption from under the tree
Tails of the ghost rats waltzing in the crypt
With the eyes of caterpillar covered soot

My God, recession pulls out my eyes
And the car won’t stop

A ten spot, we’re alone in the shed
Working foul mischiefs
A knock to the side of the head
O’ temptation has covered the floor!
Out come the fingers—in for a tour
I feel exaggerated now
I was affiliating seeds
Planting one in your freckle patch
‘Cause the car wouldn’t stop for me

I smell his emotions as I opened the sewer
Carry on more atrocious, empty crimes, I dare you!
Wheely on, Mr. Vagabond
Catch my drift
‘Cause the car wouldn’t stop for a dead man’s pitch

Left field means more service
The rocks pool in greed
Wheely on, Mr. Vagabond
Catch my drift
‘Cause the car wouldn’t stop for a dead man’s pitch

Boose

I sold you a shadow when it’s eye for an eye
I’m covered in itchy, crawly hives
Respond on the radio!
Would you do this for me?
Cut the brakes and the car wouldn’t stop
No, the car wouldn’t stop for me!

I’m not feeling much like myself
My arms are traps

Sticks and stones might kill you, my friend
I’m a sewer rat, and that’s where I’m gonna’ get it done
But I can’t manage anything unless I’m borderline insane

The thinnest thread is not worth a dime
Come clean, you called your handyman for my fall

I’m not feeling much like myself
My arms are traps
I’m feeling nothing at all
I’ve gone down...
Track Name: Mr. Half-punch
I stand tall, you got smacked down
Mr. Half-punch done’ knock you out
Bloody knuckles ‘cause my fists in your teeth
I’m Mr. Half-punch don’t fuck with me
To leave you crawling? That’s not on my agenda
-No half-measures
I can promise you gon’ end up on the streets with two black eyes
Mr. Half-punch gon’ make you cry

Don’t even care if you a woman, I will knock you out
I got no morals, I’m a motherfucking superstar
Float like a butterfly and sting like a bullet
Mr. Glock 9's trigger finger gonna’ pull it

Hands down, I’m the cream of the crop
I am Mr. Half-punch!
My fist is the last thing you’ll see when I send you to oblivion

Knock knock, motherfucker!
To your face, that’s who!
Mr. Half-punch gonna’ punch your children too
The fight’s already over when I step in the ring
Only thing on my agenda is being king
I am the conduit to pain and beatdowns
Don’t need a full punch to kick your ass
Elite—how I’m the destroyer, I am the devil
I’m Mr. Half-punch, bitch
Get on my level

Don’t even care if you a faggot, I will knock you out
I got no morals, I’m a motherfucking superstar
Float like a butterfly and sting like a scorpion
You such a poser, I could tone it down to quarter-punch

Hands down, I’m the cream of the crop
I am Mr. Half-punch!
My fist is the last thing you’ll see when I send you to oblivion

What, you think you stop me?
You can’t stop me...

I will not stop until I have you on your knees
Mouth to the curb, motherfucker—test me!
I am the conduit of pain and greed
Your ass in a bodybag is all that I need

Mr. Half-punch

Hands down, I’m the cream of the crop
I am Mr. Half-punch!
My fist is the last thing you’ll see when I send you to oblivion