P.O.D. (Payable on Death) es una banda estadounidense de rock que se ha ganado un lugar en la historia de la música con su combinación única de rock alternativo, metal y rap. Originaria de San Diego, California, P.O.D. ha recorrido un largo camino desde sus inicios en la década de 1990, pasando por múltiples altibajos y demostrando una gran resiliencia a lo largo de su carrera. Este es un recorrido por la fascinante historia de P.O.D., una banda cuyo legado sigue resonando hasta el día de hoy.
La historia de P.O.D. comienza en 1992 cuando Marcos Curiel (guitarra) y Noah "Wuv" Bernardo Jr. (batería) formaron el grupo, poco después se les unió Mark Daniels en el bajo. Finalmente, Sonny Sandoval, primo de Wuv, se convirtió en la voz principal y completó la formación original. Desde sus primeros momentos, P.O.D. se destacó por su potente mezcla de estilos, que incluía elementos de rock, metal, rap y reggae, junto con influencias del punk.
En 1994, P.O.D. lanzó su primer álbum Snuff the Punk de manera independiente. Este trabajo, aunque rudimentario, atrajo la atención de la escena underground y sentó las bases para lo que vendría después. Dos años más tarde, en 1996, lanzaron su segundo álbum Brown, que consolidó su reputación y les permitió darse a conocer a un público más amplio dentro de la escena independiente.
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Last day of the rest of my life
I wish I would have known
Cause I didn't kiss my mama good-bye
I didn't tell her how that I loved her
how much I care
Didn't thank my pop for all the talks and all the wisdom he shared
unaware I just did what I always do
Everyday the same routine before I skate off to school
But who knew this day wasn't like the rest
Instead of taking the test I took two to the chest
Call me blind but I didn't see it coming
Everybody was running but i couldn't hear nothing
Except gun blast
It happened so fast
I didn't really know this kid though I sit by him in class
Maybe this kid was reaching out for love
Or maybe for a moment he forgot who he was
Or maybe this kid just wanted to be hugged
Whatever it was I know its because
We are we are, the youth of the nation
We are we are, youth of the nation
We are we are, the youth of the nation
We are we are, youth of the nation
Little Susie she was only twelve
She was given the world with every chance to excel
Hang with the boys and hear the stories they tell
She might act kind of proud with no respect for herself
She was loved in all the wrong places
The same situations just different faces
Changed up her pace since her daddy left her
Too bad he never told she deserved much better
Johnny boy always played the fool
He broke all the rules so you would think he was cool
But he was never really one of the guys no matter how hard he tried
Often thought of suicide
Its kind of hard when you ain't got no friends
He put his life to an end they might remember him then
You cross the line and theres no turning back
Told the world how he felt with the sound of a gat
We are we are, the youth of the nation
We are we are, youth of the nation
We are we are, the youth of the nation
We are we are, youth of the nation
[SOLO]
Whos to blame for the life that tragedies claim
No matter what you say it don't take away the pain that I feel inside
Im tired of all the lies
Don't nobody know why
just the blind leading the blind
(Well) I guess thats the way the story goes
Well it never makes sense
Somebody's gotta know
Theres gotta be more to life then this
Theres gotta be more to everything I thought exists
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