1. |
Voice
02:48
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the good times are long gone,
when every lie is bought and sold.
how can we believe what we are told?
they've got you fooled.
We finally have a voice of our own
they say that hard work pays off
then why are the hard working laid off?
we're done feeding the pigs
it's time we show them where the real power is.
We finally have a voice of our own
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2. |
Stick To Your Guns
03:46
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I stick to what I know
watching friends fucking come and go
I'll never change, I'll never stray
I feel so sick and numb with hate
If we give it all and still hit the wall
Stick To Your Guns
If tomorrow's all we got
Stick To Your Guns
You can't pollute my head
it's been strengthened by the filth it's fed
I find comfort in what I feel
cause what I feel is all that's real
If we give it all and still hit the wall
Stick To Your Guns
If tomorrow's all we got
Stick To Your Guns
Have some fucking dignity man
Stick To Your Guns
I'm gunna show you what it's like to be me
Stick To Your Guns
I find comfort in what I feel
cause what I feel is all that's real
If we give it all and still hit the wall
Stick To Your Guns
If tomorrow's all we got
Stick To Your Guns
Have some fucking dignity man
Stick To Your Guns
I'm gunna show you what it's like to be me
Stick To Your Guns
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3. |
All I Need
03:14
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I wont stop and slow down
don't know how I'm still alive
my body is wrecked from every night and every show
feels like I'm drinking every single night
trying just to stay live
dead end don't mean a fucking thing to me
can't get no sleep til the suns up
is something wrong? my god I think I'm fucked up
don't know where i'm going
but i'm getting there way too fucking fast
this is all i got, this is all i need
this is what keeps me on my feet
and I will never show my self in pain
and I will smile through the fucked up things that I go through
I never thought that this would be
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4. |
Blood Sweat and Beers
03:38
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There's so much brewing inside of me
somehow the youth lost control of the meaning
and for a moment we stumbled, we stumbled
now the has-beens discard and deny us
What goes in
(Must come out)
so where is the crime in carrying on?
cause now that we have a voice you're all pissed off
but now we begin where your footsteps turned back
What goes in
(Must come out)
and as we look to the past for our answers
we only find lives broken and shattered
this is not what you promised us
this is not what we gave so much for
now we do as we've always done before
pick ourselves up to start once more
What goes in
(Must come out)
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5. |
Tear Us Down
03:58
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You think you had a chance
I knew right from the start
I'd rip your limbs apart
so now like wolves at prey
you try to run away
but you'll get no help
(you'll get no help)
Instinct is taking over
I ascend on top of you
there's nothing you can do
Draw Blood! Draw Blood!
can't feel a fucking thing
this is what you get, this is what you get
you can't fuck with this
(S.O.S.)
You're on a sinking ship
(S.O.S.)
This is a fight you cannot win
(S.O.S.)
You're on a sinking ship
(S.O.S.)
This is a fight you can't win
Do you think you've had enough?
Oh no, you can't get up
this is what i said, this is what you get
you can't fuck with this
(S.O.S.)
You're on a sinking ship
(S.O.S.)
This is a fight you cannot win
(S.O.S.)
You're on a sinking ship
(S.O.S.)
This is a fight you can't win
(S.O.S.)
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6. |
Cut The Strings
03:37
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Take away this slavery
induced by connection and technology
I want to live in bliss and ignorance
all this pain and hurt are spawned from intelligence
excuses, excuses
I always put to use when I can't find the strength to follow through
I'm walking, breathing proof that we can pushed to unimaginable limits
I'm no spitting image of anything worth saving
but to live a life worth something is all I'm craving
and through all of this
what I have to show does not exist
so when I dream of drowning I can't help but think
my soul feels helpless
We're not sheep, We're not slaves
I may be outcasted by society
we'll no longer stand for the ignorance, prejudice and oppression
Stop Mind Control!
We're all just sick fucking puppets
make us laugh, make us dance, make us cry
(Helpless but strong, Strength through Punk Rock)
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