1. |
Pissed
04:18
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I think you owe me an apology
These modern social techonolgies
Oh they're so far above
My understanding
I'm caught again
Oh, red-handed
I'm so over my head
It's not only that it's killing me
Though I'll admit that it is killing me
It's also leading my
Whole world to end and
It forces me
To surrender
My entire system of beliefs
Pardon me
For parting ways
I would actually
Like to stay
Oh, it's killing me
People always trying to take advantage of me
And it's hard to believe
But I know what I've seen
And if it's not to late
I would like to finally have something to relate to
I need to know if there's more rules to break
A level up in insecurity
Now I feel sorry for something I've probably done
Or maybe it
Was ment this way
Shit fuck I'm lost
I'm not okay
As wise man once said
The only thing that I can state for sure
I hate your stupid fucking generation
Pro-somethig
Pro-anything
Except the neighbor's
Giving hand
I'm officially getting old
Pardon me
For being raised
In tradion of
No self-respect
Oh, it's killing me
People always trying to take advantage of me
And it's hard to believe
But I know what I've seen
And if it's not to late
I would like to finally have something to relate to
I need to know if there's more rules to break
My back hurts
From all the backstabbing
I don't know
How the world keeps turning
Dear real life,
I'm getting tired of waiting
All these years
Still, I am only learning
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2. |
Sharp & Ready
01:30
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I don't feel right
With my hands tied
I don't feel right
With my hands tied
I like my razorblades sharp & ready
I like my razorblades sharp & ready
I like my razorblades sharp & ready
I like my razorblades sharp & ready
I don't feel right
With my hands tied
I don't feel right
With my hands tied
I like my razorblades sharp & ready
I like my razorblades sharp & ready
I like my razorblades sharp & ready
I like my razorblades sharp & ready
I don't feel right
With my hands tied
Still I'll find a way
To fuck you up
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3. |
Eat Shit
05:56
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I know a thing or two
About taking punches
How 'bout you?
The giftshop's burned
I'll take my time
I know a thing or two
About talking shit
And taking shit
The market's closed
For today
No free trade
There's nothing to
Negotiate
Here's what this song's about
In alphabetical order:
A stands for arrogance and ass-clowns
And B's for being betrayed
C is for...
I don't know, fuck off
C's for the chorus that soon will follow
I'm an experienced salesman
Not taking, not giving
I'm a canary not a caterpillar
This is my final very bestest stage
Fuck my time alone
When everything's too slow
Boredom versus pain
Again
It's so lame
It took a lot of time
But I've learned how to accept
Myself
What now
How 'bout
Well, everybody else?
No free rides
No last rites
No need to read my rights
I know where the
Righteous dwell
No last calls
No stop-loss
No boundaries whatsoever
Free shipping
Free download
Free fall
Well, this is me now
What's next?
Fuck my time with you
And also fuck starting anew
Got loads of more important shit to do
I'm strangely close to allright now
So there is only one thing left to tell:
Eat shit and die
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4. |
The Comedown Theme
06:03
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5. |
Fuckers
05:09
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We are the hordes of chaos
We're hounds of the regime
We are the champions of terror
The ones to be truly feared
We are the wrath, we are the fury
Hell's most fearsome lords
Most violent creatures
In the known universe
We are the fuckers
We are the fuckers
Bad fat fuckers
The fuckers. That's us
We are the hunger and wars
We are the masters of pain
We are strangers to mercy
To us your suffering's juts a game
They call us devils, call us demons
But we're even worse
We're authorised to use force
We're plain evil
We are the fuckers
We are the fuckers
Bad fat fuckers
The fuckers. That's us
We'll fuck your children up
Just like your fathers
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