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intro
01:17
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2. |
sick to death
01:51
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this town is full of wash outs
dont kid yourself kid
you better watch out
speak the truth and don't spit lies
see for yourself or its your demise
we for the real not for the likes
you're for the fake kids believing the hype
you aint shit son i think you're forgetting
get back in your hole you fucking cretin
yea I'm sick
sick to death
sick of your shit
you make me fucking sick.
can't be bought or fucking sold
are lives are real, not pixels
you're not the devil but your living in hell
hows everything got so fuckin stale
this is how its gonna be
you talk that same shit on repeat
I've heard enough so shut your mouth
turn your back
wake away
you make me fucking sick
sick to death
im fucking sick of it all
sick of the sick and twisted dictating the rules
sick of being surrounded by ignorant fools
and I'm sick, sick and tired of being sick of it all
fuck you
you make me fucking sick
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3. |
escape the lies
01:07
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we should feel blessed
this world it gets me vexed
gotta make an escape i
i gotta escape this mess
escape ego
escape division
escape these borders
escape this prison
escape injustice
escape enslavement
escape the conflict
escape this lie
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4. |
world gone mad
02:59
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no hope
or so it seems
were living in a world full of broken dreams
broken promises and broken hearts
and its about ready to fall apart
don't act surprised when it falls down around you
you turn a blind eye to the things that surround you
and our time now due
we wriggled to the top and its our fate to choose
were living in a world gone mad
a crazy world
a world where death is a way of life
were living in a world gone mad
in the ashes of this so called civilised world
when its to late to rebuild it and start again
your prayers are worthless in the end
cus in the end
this is the end.
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5. |
warmonger
02:56
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i see through the lies that you're telling me
while over seas you're selling arms to the enemy
fed bullshit on papers and TV
i lash out and bite the hand that feeds it to me
fucker
warmonger
you see war is big business
big digits, big body counts
and these pigs live it
filling graves whilst filling their pockets
its time to reveal the skeletons in their closet
time to rise up and say fuck the man
time to rise up and say fuck your selfish plan
time to make a stand
before its to late, man, don't you understand
warmonger
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6. |
I.O.T
00:41
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IOT we be raising the bar high
play the fuckin show and then were drinking the bar dry
concrete riffs setting off all the mosh pits
stage dive across kids
we fuckin obnoxious
yea, instruments of torture
southwest hardcore motherfucker
get to know
yo
unlike you, we keeping it real
you got a slight cough but we are terminally ill
and full of anger
banger after banger you can't hang with us.
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7. |
land of the blind
02:24
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yet again you got your head in the screen
your eyes glazed over like a krispy kreme
believing all that you're shown and told
falling victim to control
hypnotised by the machine
realise nothing is as it seems
when you're living in the land of the blind
man with one eye is the king
believe only half of what you see
none of what you hear
their business is fuelled by fear
they rule by fear
yet again you got your head in the screen
your eyes glazed over like a krispy kreme
believing all that you're shown and told
falling victim to their mind control
believe only half of what you see
none of what you hear
their business is fuelled by fear
they rule by fear
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8. |
deadweight
01:43
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negative thoughts in my head
my PMA its nearly dead
i see the hand ticking on the clock, yo
when death catch me slipping stick me into the box
drifting through without a purpose
nothing left I'm fucking worthless
feeling like I'm a deadweight
I'm losing faith.
deadweight.
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9. |
beheading the snake
06:18
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we keep the circle small
the circle tight
don't roll with motherfuckers that we aint like
so go fuck yourself
cuts you on some lame shit
ten years later and you still on the same shit
a dead beat beat the beat to death
IOT hardcore keeping it fresh
yea
i could have guessed
you stay stressed with the rest
fuck fakes.
I'm beheading the snake
i see right through you all now that I'm awake
you shed your skin and revealed your true colours
good night mother fucker.
you get slapped in your two faces
i got no time for fakes
i got no time for racists
you get erased real quick
when you're dealing with that real clique
fuck fakes.
I'm beheading the snake
i see right through you all now that I'm awake
you shed your skin and revealed your true colours
good night mother fucker.
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