1. |
Got No Choice
03:21
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GOT NO CHOICE
Holy mother of the Game
please wash away my shame.
I feel my nature breaking in
Have no choice. I have to sin!
I’m faulty - Got No Choice
Faulty son of your obscene,
heavy horrible machine
I got no choice!
Holy mother help your son
SOMA must be wearing off
I beg you for another dose
I feel sabotage is close
I’m faulty - Got No Choice
Faulty son of your obscene,
heavy horrible machine
I got no choice!
Blood runs over my fists
I’ll stop when I’ve ripped up all your gears
Feel your deep growing pain. It drives me fuckin insane
Hope I can see the day of your cyber decay
I hope I can hear you heart stop
Faulty son of your obscene,
heavy horrible machine
I got no choice!
Holy mother of the game,
dying horrible machine
I got no choice!
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2. |
The Show Must Go Wrong
03:17
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THE SHOW MUST GO WRONG
Waste yourself and suffer
drops of hope run in your veins
Scientific research
begs for funds and needs your pain
Sparkly iron birds
drop compassion from the sky
The boogie man has fallen
and the stocks are rising high
We’re stuck inside
Pawns of their lies
We’ve been there for so long
The show must go wrong
Act to save the planet
be the lobbies green damnation
15 Tons of oil
one hour hippie cruise vacation
Freaks on the, freaks on the boat!
Get in line with time
enjoy your fuckin’ truman show
Human obsolescence
will lay everything damn low
No solution needed but
Just repression at any cost
Vicious circle until the flood
A primal wave of rage and blood
We’re stuck inside
Pawns of their lies
We’ve been there for so long
The show must go wrong!
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3. |
Seed
04:10
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SEED
Fuzzy, sloppy, mazy dirty greedy time
Can you really read the neon sign?
Teary eyes, straight line, down the wine
Is that your mirror or is that ya shrine?
One more blow my dear and surely I
I’ll stay after I die
Try so hard, Try so hard, leave a Mark
until I let myself, join the ark
Oh, Why I let myself turn dry!
I wasn’t brave enough to join the Sharks
One more blow my dear and surely I
I’ll stay after I die
Yes, we lived here for a rent
It’s so cruel and weird my dear
and in the middle of them all
like stains of ink we’ll disappear
Can’t hold, the shark
call Can’t hold, the shark call
Can’t hold, the shark call
Can’t hold, the shark call
Try so hard, Try so hard, leave a Mark
One more blow my dear and surely I
I’ll stay after I die!
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4. |
Mr. Crasher
03:35
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MR.CRASHER
Suspence silenced the crowd
Lights on the stage
Oh mr. Crasher
Are you gonna fool death my friend?
He’s gonna ride to the edge,
waiting to crash
Fast to the edge,
waiting to crash
Race car’s hot as a gun
Straight to the wall
Oh mr. Crasher
Please fool death once more
He’s gonna ride to the edge,
waiting to crash
God damn fast to the edge, waiting to crash!
He leaves the wreck in flames
Rises his hands and waits for fame
That’s his way, how do you like it?
Mr. Crasher... Doesn’t care That’s Johnny Crasher!
Let’s celebrate
The king of crash
He steps on a chair raises his glass
He loses balance falling backwards,
Straight to the end!
Mr. Crasher... Doesn’t care
And Johnny Crasher is now dead
And no one cares
The brain of the king now paints the floor
And no one cares
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A BUNCH OF CRAP (I DONT CARE ABOUT)
Why should I know the food you give your ugly cat
Your love, your vote, Your god damn quote,
the burden on your back
WHY!?!?!?!?
Why should I know the fancy way you celebrate
The eclipse, your mom, the sparkling wine
the way you lose your weight
WHY!?!?!?!?
Got some points for you - just in a while
1.I DONT CARE
2.I DONT CARE
3.I DONT CARE
4.I DONT FUCKING CARE
No place, is safe, Mayday!
Even Off-line you keep on the same decline
No place, is safe
Why should I share your loneliness in a wealthy dish
Your Job, the sea ,your pregnancy
your world through bad photography
No place, is safe, Mayday!
Even Off-line you keep on the same decline
No place, is safe.
1.I DONT CARE
2.I DONT CARE
3.I DONT CARE
4.I DONT FUCKING CARE
No place, is safe, Mayday! MAYDAY
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6. |
Uniform
03:15
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UNIFORM
I see dead bodies begging the sky
Strange march of parasites
God’s hand waves at what they seek
Life chasing a worm on a hook
Conform or die
Get hypnotized
By your uniform, dull state of mind
The scum is marching in line
Lobotomy, fame and lies
Squeezed into a uniform
Where emptiness can have a form
Just shape your emptiness! Just shape your emptiness!
Conform or die
Get hypnotized
By your uniform, dull state of mind
And people grinning in your face!
Your uniform made of lies Your uniform, state of mind
Your uniform, state of mind!
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7. |
Fluke Of Faith
02:52
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FLUKE OF FATE
Flags are just a fluke of fate
No merit to your people
County’s just a fluke of fate
No merit to your people
No one speaks, here no one is blessed
Chaos of time overwrites success
(You won no race!)
There’s no!!! Border
There’s no!!! Border
Skins are just a fluke of fate
No merit to your people
Cargoes are a fluke of fate
No merit to your people
Shelters are a fluke of fate
No merit to your people
Gods are just a fluke of fate
No merit to your people
No one says, here no one is blessed
Chaos of time overwrites success
Guns, Germs and Steel
It wasn’t your father,
it’wasn’t your grandpa,
and no one of your illuminated ancestry
It’s all about Guns, Germs and Steel!
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8. |
Premium 9,99
02:54
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PREMIUM 9,99
I can read it in your eyes
You’re looking for something more
Your attraction for destruction
agreed with me for sure
Come near and take a look,
we got all you’ve been waiting for!
Don’t waste your time my friend
Join the caste of premium!
We know you want more
Something that fits you
You look so singularly special
Walking the mall inside your brain
Don’t you miss a chance
Free trial to give a glance
You look cuddled by our pleasure
Walking the mall inside your brain
Just nine lies ninety-nine
don’t waste your time get premium
don’t ask yourself - get premium
Don’t be skeptical
No matter who you are
Trust me you’re singularly special
Walking the mall inside your brain
You can now get it all (GET IT ALL!)
An endless brave new world (BRAVE NEW WORLD)
Trust me get cuddled by our pleasure
Walking the mall inside your brain
don’t waste your time get premium
don’t ask yourself get premium
don’t waste your time but
get whisked away by premium
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9. |
Demons Are Right!
04:16
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DEMONS ARE RIGHT!
High on a horse they ride
They sneak in by your side
and then they catch you unprepared
They are your counsellors
No need to argue about
Just swallow all those empty words
Leech off those
Empty souls
Words will burn
Down with your own pride
Leech off me
After all
I’m so full that life is tight, but my demons are right
Swallow
Empty words
It’s a pleasure
How do they keep on growing?
How do they stone your loving?
You’ll need them to fulfill your dreams
My stomach burns you see
I can’t just let them be
I can’t digest the dish they serve
Leech off those
Empty souls
Words will burn
Down with your own pride
Leech off me
After all
I’m so full that life is tight, but my demons are right
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