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Semantics broke down inside of you.
How come simple words sting you into pursue.
Our feeling of democracy - could be better, yes, we know!
But I feel hypocrisy - in your boneheaded narrations!
Discriminate your fascist state - we choose how!
One recipe, few solutions backing your
faint abiding conviction being a menace to
Our feeling of democracy - could be better, yes, we know!
But I feel hypocrisy - in your boneheaded narrations!
Discriminate your fascist state - we choose how!
Our feeling of democracy - could be better, yes, we know!
But I feel hypocrisy - in your boneheaded narrations!
And I'm feeling hate.
Inner peace ran out of time.
And I'm feeling shame for being caucasian.
And I feel like everything went wrong
bearing so much more to overcome.
And I feel like standing all between and all alone!
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Solid Green
03:21
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Acting like the world belonged to her
Not ever willing to stop
She´s the global warming
Proceeding lethal disease
To some leathal, some are waving
Towards her to prove their point
The birth was given and
A wager placed on her life
Still I feel the same
Still feel no fucking change
Waiting for our enemy to strike
I´ll be there to cover you
Plain words make me feel better
Than being sacrificed for
The pageantry we aim for
I don´t want her to die
Singing songs of jealousy and pain
Wager on whole strain
Try to memorize
Half-truths and memories
Days of last reckoning
Does this make sense to you?
Whoever knows
Still I feel the same
Still feel no fucking change
Waiting for our enemy to strike
Still I feel the same
For the record it´s no shame
To become a hero after war
Well, I´ve been told
You better stay off the streets
But I want her to fight
And buying a light
Costs you nothing but your pride
Precious time to comprehend
But this time I´ve lost my friends
And I try to understand
For what we lived
For whar I left you
So why try so hard when
It all ends and we´re all subject to change
Some hearts die now
Some within few years
No solid green just a huge red stop
Conformity´s bar sinister
And the riot door is shut
Revolution dies with this song
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Reload and Regret
00:50
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To recognize the true elite
There is one mission to complete
Estimate the time after a shot
How much it takes to believe
For common people so hard to compete
With the outlaw industry
Reload the hatred
Don´t regret your shot
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American Dream
02:34
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Tears dried on her face long time ago
She never wrote, never called her mother home
Her bedroom´s a memory of her childhood
Toys and pictures covered with dust
Bright future had been seen
In her eyes was shining hope
But only thing she cared
Was money for her dope
Selling her body, sucking cocks
No better job to do
A few scars on her face
A present from her pimp
Kelly grew up as fast
As she died after leaving home
Eighteen years are not enough
To enjoy the world
Alone
Trying to flee
Every night from the real world
She knew, that the end is coming along
Child under her heart is calling it´s mother´s name
But she doesn´t hear
Are you satisfied?
Pure number in statistics
But you had the might
To stop the stream of death
In her veins
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Hypothetic
01:37
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It´s crucial
What if I saw through
All the shades
Of my yesterday´s
Pathetic tragedies
What if I would
Break the alls of crassitude
I wish its bricks don´t hurt
Those who try to stand close to me
And I wish I´ll never hear that:
"Hey friend, what´s happened to you?"
Never hear that from those in my heart
It´s so easy to build the fences
Satisfied blaming whole world
Too proud to look inside and catch my light
In the process of perfection
Subversion vaporized
Not this time! Not this place!
And I wish I´ll never hear that:
"Hey friend, what´s happened to you?"
Never hear that from those in my heart
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Got no piercings,
our skin does not possess tattoos at all.
Our roadies are way cooler and we all
hope that you'll get bored
by our flimsy attempts to amuse you.
In fact that's not our point, there is no use.
We're the messengers of peace and unity
in the hardcore punk community.
There's nothing we don' t give a fuck about.
Our scene and politics, global threats, war on fascists
but most important...have fun all the way to hell!
Together we stand small against all odds
and we conceived our masterplan.
Don't give a shit if we fall, anyway,
who takes advices from a band?
(Feeling so uneasy)
About the lack of proper drive
in our music and missing style.
You say punkrock's not our bussiness,
but we've been living it for a while.
Same utopia, same shared taste of sour reality
Self-created dissent against the sweet victory.
We're the messengers of peace and unity
in the hardcore punk community.
There's nothing we don' t give a fuck about.
Our scene and politics, global threats, war on fascists
but most important...have fun all the way to hell!
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Good Reason Bratislava, Slovakia
Punkrock band from Central Europe, Slovakia, Bratislava. Sometimes catchy, sometimes more technical, usually trying to have a good time.
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