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Fake War
02:42
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purging a smell,the crowd fought me well
they gave their best just to drown what I know
impressive siege, I had to run
blue sky is delayed, I'm by myself
I can take from everyone
I can take more, bring it on
I can take the bitter one's
it's a fake war I don't want
I get blamed by everyone
I can take more, bring it on
you touch your limbs, looking for sore
points you have missed through the last years of war
it's getting clear, you have to run
blue sky is delayed, you're by yourself
please go find some hold, this rings a bell
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Long Term Nothing
03:29
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You ask, how could it come to this
Well, they all abandoned their genuine needs, traded them for the sparkle of capitalism
Surrendered themselves to the promise of eternal fun
But in fact it voided everything what once has subsumed so far as human life
And that’s why we call it long term nothing
You gotta feel what it's like to be a selfish god
you gotta know who will make the paranoia call
you can insist to the brokers need to make some more
but all the damage will be made to you and yours.
You ask, and I told you before
It’s just that they all gave in for the god of consumption
Praised him all day long, from dusk till dawn
forgot about everything else
and again, in the end it was all about nothing
long term nothing
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3. |
They Show True Colors
03:56
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We learned to take it - for granted
We’ve been so used - to affluence and peace
It looked as if - it’s fixed by law
Ignored so well - the facts beyond
At whose expense - it’s built upon
Times like these - may always be a fake
We played so well - the perfect role
Everyone wants to be - the smart global guy,
So cool, so cute - just one, two clicks
from here to there - and off to bliss
once again it looks, as if the world’s gone mad
once again it looks, as if the world’s gone mad
Now, the truth, is catching up, is coming close
Now, the truth, is catching up, is coming close
(Maybe, we still have the chance
To make a prudent choice
It’s up to you, what to vote for, who to follow
decide on your own, in which kind of world you wanna live in
but decide, soon it could be too late)
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Faint
04:32
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this is faint, the eldest piece of mine
who's gonna save a puzzled mind
I see, I see you wanna lay on the palatine
I see, I see you have a breakdown with your valentine
you see, you see you have to calm
this is faint, the eldest piece of mine
who's gonna save a puzzled mind
you've betrayed the selfish piece of mine
who's gonna drown on your side
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Tendencies
05:27
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painfully aware of every possibility,
obsessed by every situation ever failed
all the colors, every turn and every path
a trap, a claim, a test, some pain
friendships faint and numb
tendencies and crumbs
hunted hunters feed
paranoia's breed
Mr.Doe has played is cards and sold his dignity
Mrs.Doe has never really stayed in game.
All the kids collected miles for really gettin far
away and every day is all the same
The eyes held open by thorns, the jaws of a pitbull
crack bones out of humanist words.
So you're seen with your head on the curb
and the angel beside you smokes weed and looks already blurred
This is the hive
that is the swarm
majority's right
triggers a storm
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6. |
Clone Fuck Clone
05:48
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