1. |
Broken Glass
02:20
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As soon as my paycheck comes in, money is already spent,
It goes away so fast, feels like its burninnn!!
What's left from that is just as useless as broken glasss.
But why do we care, civilisation crash,
World wide fuckin bash,
Soon all that will be left is concrete, stone
And broken glassss... Broken glass!
My girlfriend is whining she gets fuckin annoying
even tough I wish I was a nice human being,
I break her heart, she falls apart,
it's all over the place, she's like broken glass
Lost control on your life, play drink fuck and lost your wife,
Now that you're drunk alone, smash this bottle to the ground
Then you know, that you were
Just as strong, as broken glass
Better start to put aside your daily boring problems
In fact your whole existence's a total fucking non-sense
Get wise, get organized, prepare to live in a world of broken glass
Maybe you should care, civilisation crash,
World wide fuckin bash,
Soon all that will be left is concrete, stone
And broken glassss... Broken glass
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2. |
Home Sweet Home
02:26
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Human life protection act
Condemned all your daughters acts
Human rights under attack
Theres no way we're going back
Home sweet home alabama,
where congressmen rule your vaginas
Home sweet home alabama,
where rapists have more rights than your mamaaas
As sad stories goes on and on,
This world just feels like it can go round
When people fight for their rights and freedom,
There is nothing granted they wanna take you down... Take you down!
Take you DOOWWWNNN!!!
And what could be more reductive
Than keeping all women captives
Prisoners of their own body,
When they have no rights over their pregnancy,
They wanna take you dooowwn.... Take you down..
The more you speak, the less you make sense,
I know you'll never stop freewill in the end.
I you'd care bout life just as much as you say,
You should be able to show some empathy
To hell with your prolife agenda,
Fuck your christian propaganda
The more you speak, the less you make sense,
I know you'll never stop freewill in the end.
Home sweet home alabama,
where congressmen rule your vaginas
Home sweet home alabama,
where rapists have more rights than your mamas
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3. |
Punx On Speed
01:34
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Fell the need to unwind,
what about losing your mind
Cheap shit! Get your hit!
High voltage you’re full of rage
Punks on speed; Grinding teeth; Sleepless nights; Loads of beer
Now the night’s over but the punk ain’t sober
Bloodshot eyes, pale lips, looks like shit, feels like it
In a need for some grind,
it’s good as long as you don’t go blind
Cheap shit, get your hit
high voltage you’re full of rage
Punks on speed; Grinding teeth; Sleepless nights; Loads of beer
Now the night’s over but the punk ain’t sober
Bloodshot eyes, pale lips, looks like shit, feels like it
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4. |
New World Order
02:54
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Troops grouping at the borders, moving on the call of their leaders
Ready to set the world on fire, waiting to set a new world order
New World Order
Gone to war, against those who once were your brothers
Bombs and blood spills, killing strikes on your neighbours
Gone to war against those who once were your brothers
Bombs and blood spills, killing strikes on your neighbours
Here we are again facing the fear of a third world war
Human life is worthless as cities are reduced to dust.
Here we are again facing another fuckin dictator,
Killing maniac dictator
Gone to war, against those who once were your brothers
Bombs and blood spills, killing strikes on your neighbours
Gone to war against those who once were your brothers
Bombs and blood spills, killing strikes on your neighbours
And the kids, They’re on the fields
Giving their lives turning to meat
This ain’t no game, oh what a shame
There’s no way back, there’s nothing left when they attack
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5. |
Justin
02:54
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Oh! Oh justin oh! You’re just another fucking hoe
And you got caught, stealing in the banks, of honest men and women
Oh! Oh justin oh! Despite this face of dumbass weirdo
We know your game, of fakes and fame.
You’re nothing on your own, you’re just a father’s son OH!
Oh! Oh justin oh! Some liberal traditions should be gone a long ago
Oh! Oh justin oh! House is on fire, and you’re stacked in the attic bro!!!
They’ll cut your strings, you got no wings
You’re going down, but they will stay
They’ll rule the world, just like before
When your father was at your place,
Plaid allegiance, to the crown
To serve those that are mighty and strong,
Mighty and strong that keeps us down
Down on our knees … on our knees !!
Oh justin oh ! you’re just another face of the failiure of democracy,
corruption, hypocrisy
Grand master of thievery, i think that’s enought for me,
i can’t trust no polotocs, i can’t take no more of this shit
no more of this shit !!
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6. |
Substance Control
01:54
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Knocked down thrown on the floor, beat your ass, they want some more
Search your coat there was some dope, now they’re glad, that’s what they hope
Substance control, lots of cops on the payroll
Going down the streets, lookin for some heat
Lookin for the stuff, that deserves you handcuffs
People they want some fun, they wanna crank it up or down
They’ll do it anyway,
Oh it won’t go away,
Why won’t you stop, wasting my time and money
Substance control substance control
Substance control, lots of cops on the payroll
Going down the streets, lookin for some heat
Lookin for the stuff, that deserves you handcuffs
People they want some fun, they wanna crank it up or down
They’ll do it anyway,
Oh it won’t go away,
Why won’t you stop, wasting my time and money
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7. |
Locked Up
03:16
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They say that you fucked up,
That you just got caught,
But no one ever listens to the things you sayyy...
They wanna see you down the hole
They wanna take away all you own
Prepare for the lowest of the low,
They won't let go
So now you're locked up, in a fuckin hell
Woke up in this dirty celll
Shut up or get kicked in the head!!!
So you gotta make your way to survive,
With all evil you ally
And at anytime you're ready for a fight
With a stupid plastic knife
And I don't want this tear tattooed near my eye
I won't be no bitch for your clan! understood!?
I just gotta get out of here alive,
I was meant to live in the wiiiiiiilllllld!!!!
In this jungle it's Dead or alive
And I try to keep my head up high
Fear is killing me one day at the time
While the real criminals
Are never to be sent to jail
They laugh to our faces
Each time they're released on bail.
So now you're locked up, rules are'nt the same
Wake up, a new pawn in the game,
Stand up or you're fuckin dead
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8. |
Crossing The Line
03:34
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People they talk and they know everything
And they know for sure the things that you should do
The glory road, to wisdom and virtue
Is dull and straight, still I got issues going through
And I'm crossing the line, breaking your rules,
there's no rule that is mine
And I'm crossing the line, going forward when
there's no one behind
And I'm crossing the line, I take what I want,
don't tell me what's wrong what's right
In a world of sheep, beware of the lone wolf
Free spirit can come along with a lost soul
A crime is a not a crime untill that you get caught
Pushing the line always trying not to get fucked
Between evil and good, decision is yours,
you know life ain't all black or white,
Moral being something abstract
I Can't pretend I'm always on track,
And in the end when I look back
I know I'm livin..
Crossing the line...
I know I'm Livin........
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9. |
Bite The Bullet
02:09
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It's gonna be long and it's gonna hurt
Now face your shit maybe you'll learn from it
Hold on till theres nothing left
You stand alone you bite the bullet.
Gotta do it, you can't let go
Time to play and you're the foe
No way you're not going down
Digging your grave on your own
Digging your grave on your own
Better think twice who you trust
Cause in the end you might get real fucked
Face the facts don't fear the truth
Don't let no one step on your boots
Gotta do it, you can't let go
Time to play and you're the foe
No way you're not going down
Digging your grave on your own
Digging your grave on your own
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