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Goddamn
02:41
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Goddamn I'm pissed right out of my mind
All politicians sucks and this country's going to hell
It is all a conspiracy
Global warming, electric cars, scientists and journalists who's got the nerve to write
Something that is longer than a tweet
I will never change my ways
I have always done it this way
But feel free to try
I haven't read a book since I left school ‘cause I was one and I'm still one of the cool
Unlike you
You lefttard, faggot son of a whore, snow flake commie oh how you make me bored
But do you have to be so cruel
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2. |
Love/Hate
03:20
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I day dreamed in the streets, road bikes over the fields
Pretended it’s where I belong
I had hot chocolate with rum on a cold Tuesday morning
I tricked the world and I won
I danced with the bears, hell, I kissed a few
We sang along just because the night
I tried to seize the moments before they pass
This place is not made to last
I love you, I hate you
My heart has got a double nature for you
I’ve been punched in the face, I’ve had sex and it was amazing
I’ve had the worst pina colada in town
I’ve turned down more drugs than I thought there was
There’s no need for it in a place like this
Ass holes and angels, paradise and hell
I’m lost but I’m entertained
I tried to seize the moments before they pass
This place is not made to last
I know you are a dream, you’re not the truth
No place that I can call home
No home for a country boy
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3. |
La Petite Mort
02:29
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You’re so divine
Near death experience of holiness
Drop your clothes to the floor
Your body is so blessed
You bring me to the table but tonight we don’t eat food, I’ll eat what you will serve and I’ll eat you fucking good
La petite mort
Oh oh my god
It’s holy when we breathe together,
Tear down your walls tonight,
Please please please
Please kill me now
Your fingers move I wanna twist and shout,
But it’s hard for me to scream when I suffocate between your thighs.
You take my mind to places I’ve never been before is it heaven is hell, I’ll go the if you go
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4. |
Patch It Up And Go
03:44
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Shipwrecked
Castaway
This ship should've never left land
Pissed drunk
Sea sick
The crew can barely speak but got something to say
Captain oh captain we're taking in water, well ain't that something, at least now you know what it's like to feel something at all
I've got no diamonds, ain't got no gold but I've got duct tape so patch me up and let's go
got bullet wounds in my head s got needle and thread so stitch me up and let's go
Hold on for dear life
To whatever will keep me afloat
Vultures above
May the waves come crashing down and drop me off at a shore
With nothing but color full birds
No algorithms letting me know what I need to buy not to be denied
I've come to see it all before you tear it apart
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5. |
Tear Down That Flag
02:51
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With eyes so clear not a string of fear
Oh how I wanted you to be my dear
Well, you don't know what love is and I don't know what the cure is
An honest smile that would never lie
That would be there for me when I’m tired
A box of chocolate on Valentine, a stab in the heart, twist and turn, 'I'm sorry boy but it's for your own good'
Tear down that flag
So entertaining I’m never bored
Thou I don’t know why you have to go to war
A kiss on top of the ferris wheel, we lost or self to the slot machines but won an existential crisis for our life
Tear down that flag, this isn’t you, this isn’t true
A kiss on top of the ferris wheel
Fuck you Elvis and fuck you Frank, from here on I'll be doing it my way
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6. |
Something To Die For
03:01
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All I ever needed to stay a live
A tree to climb, a branch to reach to help me see over the crowns
What’s going on over there? Are those kids with scrape wounds
on their knees? Did mama say ‘what did I tell you?!’ with a sarcastic smile?
And unconditional love
All I ever needed to live was something to die for
All I ever needed for the pain was something to help me grow
All I ever wanted was everything
Somewhere along the way we forgot how to play
We paid with what we thought could never be taken away from us
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7. |
Learn From My Mistakes
04:29
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No, don't let them tear us apart
No, don't let them silence our hearts
Broken bottles and bones, boarded windows and locked up hearts
Not enough lessons learned, way too many bridges burnt
If only I could learn from my mistakes I’ll be an expert by now
If only I could see thru your disguise I’d not put my trust in you
No, don't let them decide who we are
When the right remains wrong and I’m finding it hard to be strong
What am I? Who are we? Is this who we’re meant to be?
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8. |
Leaving Tonight
02:52
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Pack your bags, time waits for noone
We’re not looking back until it’s too late
I’m not trying to be the one who’s telling you what to do
But you’ve got to leave those troubles behind
Pack your bags we are leaving tonight
Time waits for noone
Not looking back until we’ve crossed the state
Time waits for noone
We’re no numbers, cannot be counted out
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9. |
Better Smarter Stronger
03:20
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I always thought that you would be the one
who I could turn to when I didn't know what to do
But recent occasions, shameless observations pulled your pants down and now I see thru you
The strongest opinions about people you don't know, never even bothered to ask for their name
Couldn't point out on map where they come from though it matters to you
Still you think you're better than them, smarter than them, stronger than them show more respect but them but hey, have you looked at yourself lately
You said I've traveled the world, I’ve seen some shit
Seen the lands and what they've done to it
It ain't good
But it turns out the world is a little bit more
Than tax free booze and charter resorts
I may not be smart like you
But at least I'm dumb in the right direction
Just like everybody else who still got the courage to hope
We might not be smart like but at least we’re dumb in the right direction
Call us naive but we still have the courage to dream
Do you really think you’re better than them? When all you know is that you know nothing about them
Don’t you ever lose the courage to hope!
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10. |
Bullshit
01:52
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Hey look at me, I’m such an animal friend
Let her run free before I shot her in the head
She so sweet, just take a look at here eyes
Oh so cute, now let us watch her die
The bullshit just goes on and on
Green grass, sunshine and smiles
Such a pretty little package filled bullshit and lies
Look at that sweet baby cow, hey that’s my milk,
get here the fuck away from mom
Can you see what’s going on over there?
They’re eating dogs now how fucked up is that?
Baby pig skull’s gotta crack so I can have a snack
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11. |
We Dance On Wine
03:22
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It’s been two long long bloody years
I’ve never missed someone like I missed you
Those sparkling eyes in Pfeffi green
The prettiest thing that I have ever seen
I can’t wait to do it again, to fuck it all up again
Feel the fire inside
Tonight tonight we’re running before we can crawl
Tonight tonight is holy but we’ve got no god
We can’t walk on water, but damn it we can dance on wine
Forget about reason and rhyme, lose track of time
Howl proudly out of key until the sun comes back up
My biggest wish those bloody years
To feel the scent of a hundred sweaty bodies
A kiss without cover on my lips
Go to a bar and order vegan fish and chips
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12. |
Running In Circles
03:30
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It takes genes and predisposition
Big dreams and a high ambition
But I’m a leftover recycled art
Built with whatever scrappy parts
But eventually we’re all gonna die
Bodies into dirt once again
We’re running in circles
Pushing squares into holes
We’re running in circles
This is the start of the end and the chapter is new
I was born in a privileged placed
With chemical imbalance in my brain
New Year’s Day with a heavy mind
Turned it around in late July
Feed my demons, til the darkest day
Watch the shit go around once again
I’m trying really hard not to go insane, chemical imbalance in my brain
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The Sensitives Falun, Sweden
The Sensitives is a rough-haired mixed race dog of punk, rock’n’roll, SKA and folk. It’s been touring around Europe and done about 300 shows, spreading its musical wild oat which gave it a solid fanbase of people who, to their knock out punk, raises their middle finger to racism and sexism. ... more
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