1. |
Battlecry
01:36
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One idea, a burning flame
Can set this fucking world ablaze.
Moving towards another dark time,
Another fucking war just waiting to arrive.
Arrogance controls this world,
We're all the same so what's the point?
So stand beside your flag and wear your fleece,
Coz you're all just de-bleated sheep.
And here we go again
Another battlecry to sing along to
Pushing us along with the barrel of a gun,
This is heading nowhere but destruction.
We can lay awake, never decide,
But in the end our souls have already died.
No more will i listen to this shit
Its so monotonous, it's not right
so let's just fucking say no.
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TV
01:40
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As images flash across my screen
I think to myself what a wonderful life,
Forever in the glow of the cleansing light,
It's always there, forever a companion to me
As my mind begins to rot I've forgotten what it was
Doesn't really matter Jeremy Kyle's on.
Your slogans burn into my brain
My legs are numb and my thoughts are all static
I lose control of my bowels but there is no panic
Coz I've been poisoned by the tv screen
I'll do this every day til I fade away
All that's left to do is wait
And they've taken
All of my thoughts
And replaced them with complacency
My life is hollow
So I follow
Every single thing that you say to me
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3. |
Sick of this Disease
01:58
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Sick of this disease, I am
Sick of this disease, I am
Sick of this disease, I am
So I'm all strung out and sick of this disease
Coz it keeps reminding me of my misdeeds
So I'll flip to my back and I'll float to the top
Coz your arrogance means nothing to me
You preach equality but you just don't see
If you don't fit into this box then
you just don't wanna know who i am,
whats the deal, what's it all about
You're so busy trying to be outside of the box
That you don't realise that you're fucking not
It's all about the name yea you're all the fucking same
Scum rises to the top
Music is expression in it's purest form
If we don't accept each other then what have we fucking learned?
Sick of this disease, I am
Sick of this disease, I am
Sick of this disease, I am
Sick of this disease, I am
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4. |
Experimental Mistake
00:56
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All I see is a million brainwashed zombies
And its not just me who can fucking see
That this world is controlled by the few in power
You try to turn away when the answers are there
We're blind
We're fake
An experimental mistake
All I hear is a billion people whining
And it's not just me who can tell the lies
That the things that they say are there to help
And the fluoride in the water is there for your health
We're controlled
We've sealed our fate
We're another experimental mistake
All I see
And all I hear
Is a world controlled by fear
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