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Fucked Up
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2. |
Disturb The Peace
01:45
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DISTURB THE PEACE
You better run
There’s nowhere to go
Burn down the house
A Molotov explodes
Revelation takes place
DISTURB THE PEACE
DISTURB THE PEACE
DISTURB THE PEACE
Heaven is a crime
And the world is shaken
A lot of innocence
In this world is taken
What are we to do in a time like this
DISTURB THE PEACE
DISTURB THE PEACE
DISTURB THE PEACE
One shot good enough
Nothing from nothing to the top
Immigrant raised, gave me everything
Through the chaos through the flames
No peace it’s all the same
ALL THE SAME x2
DISTURB THE PEACE
RETAKE THE STREET
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Turnout
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Limousine
03:21
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You see the liars, the TV screens
You see them moving in their limousines
A circus show
You see them lying on movie screens
You see them pushing, record so unclean
We feel the pulse
A single ballroom, all damaged goods
Repeated hatred, torn brotherhood
A list of scums
They see you trying and put you down
A sense of urgency to prove them wrong
You play this song
Like a heartbeat pumping blood
And I’m annoyed
Like a heartbeat clotting my veins
An endless void
Like a heartbeat pressing my chest
As I avoid
In a heartbeat acquiesce
The underdogs
Like a heartbeat pumping blood
And I’m annoyed
Like a heartbeat clotting my veins
An endless void
Like a heartbeat pressing my chest
As I avoid
In a heartbeat acquiesce
The underdogs
You see the liars on tv screens
You see them lying in movie screens
You see the hatred on tv shows
A list of scums, we prove them wrong
Like a heartbeat pumping blood
And I’m annoyed
Like a heartbeat acquiesce
The underdogs
Like a heartbeat
Like a heartbeat
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5. |
Nothing's Forever
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Vacant
02:39
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I’m too sober to talk
Get inebriated
I tell myself enough
That I know what I’m doing x2
I tried telling myself
I’m feeling anxious
It brings the worst in me
But I’m too blind to see
Tired of this bullshit
I’m sick of everything
Tired of living like
I’m still a kid at 17
I’m here I’m trying
To keep myself alive
Staying sober, I’m a loner
and I think too much
(I’m pretty vacant)
Yeah I’ve checked out
Yeah I’m stressed out
I don’t believe the truth
And now I’m left out
Feel so sedated
I’m rushed to take it
It’s all I know x2
I’m feeling vacant
Tired of this bullshit
I’m sick of everything
Tired of living like
I’m still a kid at 17
I’m here I’m trying
To keep myself alive
Staying sober, I’m a loner
and I think too much
(I’m pretty vacant)
Tired of this bullshit
I’m sick of everything
Tired of living like
I’m still a kid at 17
I’m here I’m trying
To keep myself alive
I’m here I’m trying
I’m fucking trying
Yeah I’ve checked out
(I’m pretty vacant)
Yeah I’m stressed out
(I’m pretty vacant)
I’m too sober to talk
inebriated
I tell myself enough
That I know what I’m doing
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7. |
Bruised
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8. |
Memory Hotline
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9. |
Not Enough
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10. |
Cold World
03:17
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Mishandled, slow learner food
A wasted thought
Within a thousand youths
I carry myself with my head high
I said goodbye, now I don’t wanna cry
Untangled and wrapped away
A stench of rot, watching the world decay
Want love pride won’t ever let me show
Cold world, something’s gotta give you know x2
No meaning. These games we play
A story to sell and generations sway
Want love pride won’t ever let me show
Cold world, something’s gotta give you know
Want love pride won’t ever let me show
Cold world, something’s gotta give you know
Want love pride won’t ever let me show
(goodbye cruel world)
Cold world, something’s gotta give you know
(just let go)
Want love pride won’t ever let me show
(goodbye cruel world)
Cold world, something’s gotta give you know
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11. |
Lo Que Será
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Death Lens Los Angeles, California
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