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Feeling run down, lost and confused and I don't know if I can deal with me and you, ending things this way
Take it back, remember that, I've lost it all and now I can't get it back
Things aren't alright, we're not ok
But now I see, it's just too hard because you're stuck just being who you are
I know that things wont change, you're just stuck in your ways
I know that things wont change, you're just stuck in your ways
You don't care about anybody else or how, it feels for me to watch you go destroy yourself.
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Riddle me this:
Last century you were building bridges
Your prestige project based on “Nie wieder Krieg”
Riddle me that:
This century you are building fences
Lunch money bullies, all hail to “Nie wieder Krise”
True solidarity
I'll tell you this:
Next centuries won't know your fortress
Torn down the gates, no longer need for the keys
True solidarity, there's no union without you and I
True solidarity, don't you dare to defy
From being toys of budget fetishists
To helping hands and righteous altruists
From selling out as social democrat
To serve the proletariat
So stop to squeeze, no more Greek tragedies
Not on our coast, no more dead refugees
Not on our watch, no floating casualties
Not in our name, no fake remedies
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3. |
BATFOOT! - Call In Sick
01:28
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I don't wanna go to work today,
I just wanna stay at home and play,
NBA Jam and dunk on you,
Rip your throat out in Mortal Kombat 2,
There's shit all over the floor,
And I'm not gonna clean at all,
Got much better things to do,
Drink beer, jerk off, watch shit Kung Fu,
I know that I'm lazy and just a bum,
I'm nothing but a jerk
But fuck it, suck my dick, I'm not gonna go to work,
So I call in sick,
Call in sick,
Call in sick,
Call in sick,
I know I'm lazy and just a bum,
I'm nothing but a jerk,
But fuck it, suck my dick, I'm not gonna go to work,
Put my sick voice on and call my boss,
And don't even say what's wrong,
Then sit my arse down and smash shit up
In fucking Donkey Kong...
So I called in sick,
Called in sick,
Called in sick,
Called in sick,
So I called in sick,
Called in sick,
Called in sick,
Called in sick.
So I called in sick.
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Take that thought apart don't let it stray
I know it probably seems that way
But I've got to tell it to you straight
Here's what I've got to say
I think you're barking up the wrong tree
I think mate you need to check your lead
Cause your information's not complete
It's a coincidence today
I know you care
But seriously
You're wrong I swear
Just wait and you will see
I am not suffering with depression
I have just had a bad week
C'mon mate I'm okay don't freak I'm fine
Thanks for the intervention
But I'm alright
A part of me thinks maybe you are right and I can't chew off what I bite
Or what I have done to my mind is playing havoc with my life
I know others have done the same thing to themselves it gives you pain
But for tonight all that remains is with our friends let's celebrate
I know you care
But seriously
You're wrong I swear
Just wait and you will see
I am not suffering with depression
I have just had a bad week
C'mon mate I'm okay don't freak I'm fine
Thanks for the intervention
But I'm alright
I hope that I'm not suffering with depression
I hope I've just had a bad week
But I don't know where I should draw the line
Is it more than a connection
Am I alright
I think I might be suffering from depression
It's much more than a bad week
I'm really not okay this freaking time
It's too late for prevention
I'm not alright
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6. |
BURNING FICTION - Plans
01:34
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To all the friends we had I'm sorry for not calling back
Been busy with the band
The more digits I delete the smaller our circle gets
Believe me
Save the date just keep me in mind
We’re still tight the connections hard to find
I'll see you at the show where we can’t hear a thing
We don't need to
Let’s go south for the week if you can pry yourself away
Always said we'd be friends
The more we fight it
The less we can make it
I hope you understand
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Another end - you made sure of that
It’s not the only side, but then there’s wrong and right
There’s common sense and selfishness
The need to want much more
A taste of freedom - a false sense of what’s there
It’s not worth choosing sides and fighting all the time
And what you’re throwing away
Don’t let it slip away
You can do what you wanna do now
Until your heart’s content
Just tear it up and burn it down
Is it worth it in the end? Worth another friend?
From the outside, unjustified
It seems to amplify significance and pride
Another wasted holiday, check feelings at the door
You can do what you wanna do now
Until your heart’s content
Just tear it up and burn it down
Was it worth it in the end? Worth another friend?
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It’s getting colder. The stars have aligned, but we based them all on how we felt at the time.
Your eyes are glowing. I wanna show you more but I’m waking up on a strangers' floor.
And it hurts the most – knowing that you can’t have both.
Am I mistaken? Is it a lie? Is this affliction just an oversight?
And it’s taken the longest time to sing the saddest song that I’ll ever write.
I wanna see your face when the lights go out,
I wanna walk the earth and make a difference the only way that I know how.
And it hurts the most – knowing that you can’t have both.
See it through and lose a part of you,
For what it’s worth I’ll never find the words, the way that you know how.
And don’t it hurt the most – knowing that you can’t have both.
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9. |
DRIVEN FEAR - Crisis
03:48
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All it takes is good will, belief and love.
For no longer can I sit back and stare at the fucking sky.
The presence of ignorance is dense.
So let’s begin with what should be common place.
Gone should be the days of trampling on ones beliefs.
Crisis. Crisis.
From wall to wall the sirens sound,
But despite the warning signs,
They fall on deaf ears.
Please can we think a little deeper,
Acceptance the key to further our existence.
And it all starts with an open mind, an open heart,
Your choices, reflect on who we are,
And our biggest fear should not be greed.
Just screaming,
From not heeding the warnings of others passed.
Crisis. Crisis.
From wall to wall the sirens sound,
But despite the warning signs,
They fall on deaf ears.
Our change of view must start now,
We must all believe in love,
In the love for life itself.
We are all beautiful,
And every walk must teach acceptance,
And the beauty that lies in all existence.
In the love for life itself.
Seems like we’re heading for a
Crisis. Crisis.
From wall to wall I scream out loud,
But despite the warning signs,
They fall on deaf ears.
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10. |
FOREVER UNCLEAN - Dawn**
01:06
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I'm calling out can you hear me
Tell me where have you gone to
Do you not wanna see me
After all that we've been through
I'm hurting now can you feel this
Do you feel the same way
Your memory I do miss
Why'd you go away
Falling down, falling down
I miss you being around
Falling down, falling down
Pick me up off the ground
Falling down, falling down
I miss you being around
I know you miss me too
Its been two months since I last saw you
I think about you every day
The happy times we've had together
I wish that you could stay
Fight the urge to light our come back
We're better off this way
Just know that I'll remember you
I miss you Mary Jane
I ask myself why I left you
I cannot find an answer
Its not that I hate you
Cause we go so well together
Don't go away
Just give us one more day
I'll stay here waiting
I'm procrastinating
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I feel the weight of getting older
Like there's an anchor hanging from my chest
Still feeling like a millionaire my key card says I'm penniless
Sitting on the fold out couch I remain the optimist
When the chips are down and no-one's 'round
We find our remedies in home made happiness
It seems the last few years have taught me more than the twenty five before
And the only thing that's certain is that nothing is for sure
And so I hedge my bets
One part grown up three Parts more debt
A different kind of normal life I guess
I hear the call of the road getting louder
Like there's a cable tied around my chest
Pulling me in two directions
Pay the bills or play The Fest
But if we've jumped the shark tank
Hope what we've done will be enough
Then crawl back home to our remedies of home made happiness
It seems the last few years have taught me more than the 25 before
And the only thing that's certain is that nothing is for sure
And so I hedge my bets
One part grown up three Parts more debt
A different kind of normal life I guess
Scream from the bottom of your lungs
We're not good enough to die this young
I hedge my bets
One part grown up three Parts more debt
A different kind of normal life I guess
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13. |
GUTTERMOUTH - Old Man
02:34
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Son it’s your dad and I’m an old man
Get your ass over here and empty my bedpan
Cause you dumped this bag of bones in a nursing home
Now I’m gonna make your life miserable
Son it’s your dad and I knew about your scam
When you tried to empty out my retirement plan
Little did you know that the feds where on the phone?
And you’ll never ever guess where I hid the dough
Your wife is an inbred who married an idiot
It’s no surprise that your kids are deformed
Good luck with the debt and the mess that I left you with
And in my will it will just say "Go to hell"
Son it’s your dad and I’m rotting in this bed
When you were a kid I dropped you on your head
I know you think you’re smart cause I’m an old fart
But you’ve been an idiot right from the start
Son it’s your dad remember that time
We hit the sauce and I said you weren’t mine
You thought it was a joke or maybe had a hope
But the real truth will never be known
Your wife is an inbred who married an idiot
It’s no surprise that your kids are deformed
Good luck with the debt and the mess that I left you with
And in my will it will just say "Go to hell"
Your wife is an inbred who married an idiot
It’s no surprise that your kids are deformed
Good luck with the debt and the mess that I left you with
And in my will it will just say "Go to hell"
And in my will it will just say "Go to hell"
And in my will it will just say "Go to hell"
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A life of love can serve you with a hard hit.
One dose of affection can bring you down.
Find a favourite song and fucking live by it,
We will still be singing when the sun runs aground.
Dreams are often fueled by the best shit,
Don’t let them fade quickly, your heart will empty out.
‘Cause in the end there’s nothing but beginnings,
And if you don’t like what’s starting, then turn it around.
I keep my eyes set on that horizon,
Sun setting over ocean with you by my side.
Now that I can feel the brutal brunt of it,
I can see that there was no reason to hide.
So you can pay me dollars while I make sense of the fact
that these beginnings will never fucking end.
When this long road runs out of track, we’ll start up a new one and never look back!
We’ll turn it around.
Nothing but simplicity to live by,
Lay amongst the grass, let that good shit grow.
Only holding feelings of the high sort,
So sing this with us and you will never feel low!
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Timmy's band played up and down the east coast, they never played to more than 27 people.
Emulating bands that came before them, it's a tough game climbing up that steeple.
Tour vans and takeout was the life they wanted, standing up to fight against the corporations.
They had a few good times playing as support band, but second best wasn't good enough.
They just wanted to play a spot as the headline.
Always, always, always the bridesmaid. Always but never, never the fucking....
The doors would open at 7.45pm and everyone's at home doing something better. It's a tough gig when nobody's watching, but Timmy's heart would perservere.
They just wants to play a spot on the main stage.
Always, always, always the bridesmaid. Always but never, never the fucking bride.
They just wanted to play a spot at Punk Rock Holiday.
Always, always, always the bridesmaid. I caught the bouquet where's my ring? At the end of the longest line.
Always, always, always the bridesmaid. Always but never, never the fucking...
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17. |
MUTE - Fill The Void
03:19
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Let me amplify, let me electrify
These words of sorrow
Let me rouse this requiem
We sing, sing for the departed
We keep them all remembered
Open wounds that time will never heal
If we can share the grief then maybe
We can all average out our misery
Let’s fill the void
We mourn, we celebrate
Making memories resonate
With broken tones
We lift, alleviate
Sadness shouldn’t be suffered in silence
Words of sympathy are nothing but small talk
I’m desperate to connect way further than skin deep
We’re reaching out for substance
Can’t betray real emotion
When you’re aching from this phantom pain
We can revive loved ones
Letting every day become as sacred as November 2nd
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Do you ever feel like taking a life?
Like you’re not alive?
Like telling them “They don’t know the half of it”
Then tell me if you’re changing your mind, cause I wanna know, cause I wanna live
Do you ever questions whats wrong or right?
Or loosing your sight?
Or telling them “Distance is irrelevant”
Then run, don’t hide
It gets kinda hard to explain your life
When you’ve got no reason to justify
Your own existence, my alibi
Can’t remember my first name
Both of your problems are one in the same
Eitherway, You’re fucked
Do you ever undervalue your life?
Your passengers might
It’s best if you left them in an open grave
I tell you it’s a beautiful sight,
The land of the free, home of the brave
. . . . . I packed my bags and put the kids in the van,
You’ll never see them again
I’m optimistic you’ll crash and burn in hell someday
You’re God, damn right
It gets kinda hard to explain your life
When you’ve got no reason to justify
Your own existence, my alibi
Can’t remember my first name
Both indecisions are one and the same
Eitherway, You’re fucked
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You'll never catch me thinking in the moment
I'm always occupying the space three steps forward
It's not always a good thing, I get so far ahead of myself
I'm awkward when I'm making conversation
I think about the worst possible s t that could happen
Before I even get there, It's so f ing hard to get s t right
I'm sorry if I ever seem aloof or disconnected
I'm like a snail to salt I just crawl inside my shell
I didn't mean to make fun of everything you created
Sometimes I just don't know what is good for me
Sometimes I just don't know when I should quit
I wonder where I'll be in five or six years
Will I have still accomplished f ing next to nothing
When I'm going on thirty and my youth ain't adding up to s t
I'm sorry if I ever miss the things you feel important
But sometimes I've just got s t on my mind, I can't help that
I like to think that I'm always there for the things that matter
Let's hope that's enough to get me through the door
Sometimes I don't know what I am looking for
What is my excuse when I'm always forgetting you
What is my excuse when I'm always forgetting you
I'm sorry if I ever seem aloof or disconnected
I'm like a snail to salt, I just crawl inside my shell
I didn't mean to make fun of everything you created
Sometimes I just don't know what is good for me
Sometimes I just don't know
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20. |
REVELLERS - Your Round
03:58
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It’s never your Round
Nowhere to be found
Runaway to Hide
Return when the goods arrive
Sure you save but we don’t
We can’t find you anywhere
It’s your round “Your round”
You want to drink but never pay
The bar is always far away
It’s your round “ Your round”
You violate my pockets
Scabbing like a scrooge
It’s never give or take
It’s always about you
Sure you’ve we saved but we don’t
We can’t find you anywhere
It’s your round “Your round”
You want to drink but never pay
The bar is always far away
It’s your round “ Your round”
It’s your round
Your round
It’s about time It’s about time
you chucked in gave what you get
It’s your round
Your round
You want to come out but you never chuck in
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Can’t restrain me
Not the time
I will shoot through
Cut the line
Break the shackles
Pull the pins
Rip those ropes
I will not stand this
It comes to break
It comes to fall
Dead of winter
Outrun ya
Outrun ya
There’s no contest
This is done
Nothing left here
The battle is won
It comes to break
It comes to fall
Dead of winter
Outrun ya
Outrun ya
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22. |
STFU - Payback**
00:51
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I've never met a person like you
Life's miseries seem to engulf you
Act like the world fuck'n owes you
You suck the fun from a good situation
A rainy day on my vacation
You expect a hand out, not just a leg up
I wish you'd fuck'n grow up
If our friendship was a bank
Than you've loaned out every cent
You'll never payback
You'll never pay me back
You'll always be in debt to me
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23. |
SUCH GOLD - Pedestals
02:31
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There’s not enough of us to be this divided.
I’m holding on and I’ve got…I’ve got a tight grip.
I never thought someone could be this closed-minded.
Your bullet is picking up speed (and heading for me) so I’ve got to bite it.
I’m sick of the chip on your shoulder
Ignorance that should never have had any part in this.
My blue sky had been clouding over,
It’s taking its toll but I remember the things we used to hold
On pedestals so you will always know that I’m not afraid of the truth.
There’s not enough of us to be this divided.
Up to this point our views have never coincided,
But when it comes down to the things we confide in,
We know without this we’re lifeless.
I won’t be caught dead or seen without my beliefs held high on top of pedestals.
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These are some thoughts that Ive had in the past year or so.
Start a campaign steering things your own way.
Dishonest governments are overthrown.
Falling the emperors start to feel the give.
How come the royals and governors are kings?
In 50 years now all people will be under martial law spy beams.
You’ll be exiled to a terminus, hope you’ve got the royal gene.
Calling - computer devices hide the grid. Watch who you’re calling.
Diversions are camouflaging.
Can you see that we need to wake up and crush this system down.
Or do we go on as a cluster fuck?
And throw away our grounds.
Weapons of mass distraction.
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