1. |
The Wait
03:37
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It’s always a matter of time
For a fleeting generation
Don’t look back, Don’t you ever look back
I’m sick of seeing time changing
and minds staying the same
You can break it, go on break it
Just wake up realize
that those streets can be yours
on promises of good times and true friends
Don’t want to see the clock’s hand stop
because of days wasted on alcohol
On what we claim is the right thing
We’re all made up of choices
Even if they don’t always align somehow
we stay awake to ght it at night
I’m still searching for an open window
to keep our revolution going on and on
I keep on trying over mistakes and failures
to keep the re burning on and on
Your faith, the beliefs you live for
the things you left behind to feel something new
we’ve gotten carried away from this land
The same day, the same hate
the wrong way, was our way
But we don’t fear time anymore
Sharing the same sparks with these lonely souls
The things that keeps you up at night
Keep the fire burning
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2. |
Let it Out
03:50
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I can see you’re scared
For miles and miles
The distress in your eyes
that you can’t deny
Shaking hands
Broken thoughts
on what you should be
You stand in the corner
wishing you can fake your own death
Be out of sight
Out of your mind
It’s so nice
Not to be right this time
Thousands of worries need to be pleased
Thousands of worries need to leave me
Thousands of worries need to be pleased
Thousands of worries need to be
Some medecine
To forget you’ve forgave it
I want to see the worse side
A cold heart in this mess
It’s so nice
Not to be right this time
Thousands of worries need to be pleased
Thousands of worries need to leave me
Let it out, Let it out, Let it all out
Burn this anger into the ground
Let it out, Let it out, Let it all out
Burn this anger deep into the ground
I can see on your face
the distress for miles and miles
the one that makes you sick all around
Just pick up the pieces
One by one
What a beautiful disgrace
One by one
What a nice mess we’ve created
Thousands of worries need to be pleased
Thousands of worries need to leave me
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3. |
The Beach
04:04
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I know a place where we can hide
Behind trees and mystery,
on a rusty bed under the moonlight
A blanket and some matches
to keep us satisfied
That hole in your favourite shirt
from our first cigarette
The first strings we’ve broken
in the backyard garage
We were playing too loud to say we were,
to say we were here
The city is being greedy
So much to conquer
But we want this world
We want it to stay ours
We won’t stop playing on your land.
We won’t stop playing.
I remember your red skin
from a dream that never ended
Staring at strangers like we were the cool kids
Now we are the strangers waiting for you to leave,
to leave us a place on your shores
As long as we will remain.
We are standing here
We will hold onto everything we’ve stolen
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4. |
DIY
02:52
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Something was not quite right
I could feel it deep inside
The way they talked, the way they seemed
so blinded by their faith
But we listened to them all
And the promises they made
They lead us on a path we knew
even the devil wouldn’t take
The plan was carried out
History repeated
And then no more doubts,
just a shitload of shame lling my soul
It’s another day in fear of our own creation
Eventually, we’ll have to provide answers
For the crimes we’ve committed
in the name of something
Greater than you and us, than life itself
Yeah we listened to them all
And carried out our plan
Expecting an outcome
that would make us better men
But history is just repeating itself
again and again
It’s another day in fear of our own creation
Eventually, we’ll have to provide answers
For the crimes we’ve committed
in the name of something
Greater than you and us, than life itself
It’s another day in fear of our own creation
Eventually we will have to answer for our crimes
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5. |
Paranoia
04:25
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I woke up shaking, restless, breathless
in an empty room lled with silence
Walking through the alleys with red lights
I heard footsteps behind me
Felt the shadows surround me
You can try to catch me on a dark night
Hoping for the time to strike
What are you waiting? What are you waiting for?
I want to leave this town
I want to leave right now
Don’t want to feel my heart
I want to leave right now
PARANOIA, PARANOIA
Too many times I fear my demon inside
It gives me the creeps
It freaking me out
Killing my brain with games
it’s a call of survival
I know the end is coming soon
This town will never sleep again
I stand in this cold war out of cold
Late hours prove me I’m wrong
I’ll stay awake until the sunrise
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6. |
Rattle Sounds
03:57
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I want to see the dark in a day
bright side of the night
to feel my bones shake
from the rattling sound of the chords
Can’t stand here waiting for it to happen
I don’t want to feel
Purgatory’s got a hold on me
Give me something to believe in
We all need someone to believe in
Another evening to remember you’re still young
Get rid of all signs
Set your bills on fire
The headaches in the morning
The mistakes you repeat twice
The wounds you still bare
Because you couldn’t live without it
Baby, Baby I want to live dangerously
like never before
I want to live like there was no tomorrow
I want to get lost somewhere
Take the first exit to New York city
Because I don’t want to feel safe anymore
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7. |
Backfire
03:44
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If you play too often with fire
You’ll burn more than your fingers
Especially if you’re with her
Meet Zeus the Allfather
Jamie Lee’s his daughter
And you’re the one who’s dating her
Oh no! He’s calling your name
Driving you everyday more insane
His voice ringing in your head
“Hurt her and you’ll wish you were dead”
Time passed and you learned to deal
With the Allfather’s warning
And Halloween’s soon coming
Meet Michael Myers
The bogeyman of the hour
Jamie Lee’s going to be so thrilled!
So, she wasn’t so thrilled after all
She did not enjoy the pain at all
She’s not the one to patronize
She’ll kick your ass so you’d be wise...
To run away from here, the bogeywoman’s near
(Oh no! She’s calling your name)
To run away before she ignites more than your fear
(Oh no! She’s calling your name)
She’s calling your, she’s calling your name
Now run (Oh no! She’s calling your name)
Oh no! She’s calling your name
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8. |
Black Jeans
03:28
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Some scratches on your black jeans
The keys on your side belt
A beanie on your head on a summer night
We wanted to be the new punks
Every concert we went
Every song we sang out loud
Every drink we spilled on the floor
For the love of music
Having fun
Getting lost in these songs
Why do you think you can look at us like this
with your concerned eyes
We don’t need your pity
Saying you guys should grow up
Go on with your life
Saying you guys should grow up
It’s all we are
It’s all we love
Our voices will never be silenced
Our brains will never die
As long as we have something to live for
It’s never been about the color of your hair
The coolest bands you listen to
It was all about you and me
What we created
What we donated
The give and take
The satisfaction of making this world
A little different, a little like us
Let’s make this world
a little different
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9. |
Dirty Water
04:01
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Everywhere I go, I see a world falling apart
The seasons seem wrong
Trash on the sidewalk leaves me cold
A mayor pours dirty water into the river
How bad do you want it?
I can see the ood coming
We drown in here
These actions bleed on the youth
So much to loose for a dime
Wash away our waste
We prefer comfort instead of saving disasters
Millions of faces forgot what we’re living for
Corporations sell air bottles to China
A small price to keep them working for us
How bad do you want this?
Lost in the smog
We suffocate in here
These actions bleed on the youth
So much to loose
We drown in here
We suffocate in here
You’re dead wrong
when you say we can’t change it
The way we breathe, the way we eat
It’s the only gold we need
One last chance to make it right,
to make a mark
before we’re dead and gone
There’s still time
Let’s Fuck up everything!!!!
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