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Shit's Fucked
02:04
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Another day in helvete
I don't believe a fucking word you say
You claim progression, but who gets the gain
Through grief and suffering I'll point the blame
Cause nothing's changed but their names
Another day another struggle
Another boys club swinging knuckles (fuck you)
If you got nothing more than muscles
You're a part of the problem
Get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
Get the fuck out of here
You think you're tough but I can smell your fear
I'm a person just like you but I got better things to do
Than to act like shit, to be arrogant and to toxic our environment
Shits fucked
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B-B-B-Bullshit
02:44
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Your attitude doesn't make you tough
We got to break what is breaking us
The same old stories in different clothes
We got to break what is breaking us
Step back and keep your dirty mouth shut
You're spitting hate and I've had enough
Ashes to ashes but with dust in your lungs
A reverie for the blackest tungue
But you cant pay your way out no more
Action speak louder than words
Once look down from your high horse
I got no time for remorse, fuck you
Your attitude doesnt make you tough
We got to break what is breaking us
The same old stories in different clothes
We got to break what is breaking us
I am done with your slander games
I lost my patience fram from this place
So if you got something to say
Grow the fuck up and say it to my face
Your attitude doesnt make you tough
We got to break what is breaking us
The same old bullshit in different clothes
We got to break what is breaking us
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Fast, fun and full of heart
Nothing you do can tear us apart
Fast, fun and full of heart
Nothing, nothing you do
Pave your future grave with a breakaway
Deal with your shit, dont walk away
Focus hard, you got friends to repay
That stood up for you with their mind astray
I know it sounds like a worn out cliche
But it is true what they say, they cant take it away
No one fucks with our PMA
Fast, fun and full of heart
Nothing you do can tear us apart
Fast, fun and full of heart
Nothing, nothing you do
Until the day that I die I will ember on
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4. |
Deep in the Ditch
01:54
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Feel your heartbeats raising, coward
Enough is enough and you crossed the line
Feel the system shaking, liar
Reclaim the streets
I will not hesitate, not when it comes to this
I want to see the world fall apart
I will not hesitate, not when it comes to you
I want to see you deep in the ditch
Let me put this straight in your face
I have a problem with your filthy ways
Not for a second, an hour or a day
Will I believe a fucking word you say
No respect and no tolerance
No self reflection only pointing hands
Petty tendencies in all your memories
Leading you deep in the ditch
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Obey the leaders of toxicity, they want to see us burn
Jaded cecium eyes shaped as dollar signs, forever blind
Take that in
They pull the plugs to the air we breathe
They drown our dreams in drained seas
How much can we take before we break free
They dont have what it takes to change me
The blood on their hands (blood on their hands)
Burn, set fire to the fury
Nunca seremos libres si no queremos ver
que tambien somos parte del juego del poder
con nuestra apatia y nuestra ambición
estamos eligiendo la autodestrucción
Sigue buscando en tu interior
quizas tengamos redención
Burn, set fire to the fury
En todos lados hay enemigos
no seas uno, traza el camino
En todos lados hay enemigos
se acaba el tiempo, no hagas lo mismo.
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Saprophytes
02:33
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Have you ever seen a small-town fight back
There's something in these walls
As you steal from us, as you seize our means, we organize like saprophytes
Eating you up inside and out
Feed from the dead and spitting you out
No one's aware cause nobody care
We won't forget the dirty games you played
We won't forgive until you tip the scale
Read my pain
We won't forget the way you spread the shame
We won't forget your name
All to the barricades
Eating you up inside and out
Feed from the dead and spitting you out
No one's aware cause nobody care
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Hunt Them
01:05
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I wear different masks for different rooms
I peer to the gloom where the weak heads bloom
Do what you do, I'm not afraid of you
For once and for all, dig and exhume
They are cowards
Hunt them! Hunt them!
When they're done tryna control your mind
Fake a smile, then make them blind
Hunt them down
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