1. |
Warm
04:52
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Almost falling asleep
Breathe in this cool place warm to keep
Almost falling asleep
Breathe in this warm place cool to keep
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2. |
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Neurosis, neurosis naggin' on my fucking brain, every
Second memories of failure questioning sanity, i get so
Outraged at myself but what does self pity achieve? it's even
More of my disgrace so i resolved to go out, grab my gun and
Kill my brothers by the hundreds on the field of vanity
Not my own but someone elses', no responsibility
Money buys the bullets i put into heads of enemies, the
Sicker, the better, the bigger my redemption be
That's what's wrong with me
Pretty much everything
I don't care for logic reasoning, i'm
Pepe the fucking frog with a bfg
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3. |
Boiling
03:56
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Somebody mind all my reference
because I'm runnin' awful short on benevolence
we figured one dies alone but a million hit
their target
and win together when the j-j-joints rip
I am a murd'rer in belligerent pose
the rules are in your favour but
you're too close I
pick up your pity
but never all of the suffering
it's pressuring the fresher in
abjecant
never wins
abjecant
the rot begins
never let die in your
innocent strike
eliminate the festering
abjection
and leave the moral when it
grows too big
it's boiling
Christ do away and
when I get better I will
rest some day but
none more the bitter
is my duty
God let it hit
so I can let them eat it 'fore I
eat shit
this whole adrenaline in one body
It makes my thoughts and feelings all bloody, manipulate
the condition I
exist in quick
before I get lazy and I'm
late one tick
It's boiling
Some day we would smite some time
but orders are orders so all the
better I can smite ya
bring the violence to life you bet I'm not
dumb enough to leave this matter
up to you kid
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4. |
Side Mission
04:26
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Listen the fuck up over here
I need a volunteer, a
Slim chance for you not to die right here on this battlefield i need a
Bit of a bodyguard for a mission of escort, so report to local
Nevermind this greenhorn retard'll do
Guard my back and
Stay on top if not i'll
Sentence and execute you
Right on the spot, bitch do your
Job, we'll stay out of trouble
I got a date with a
Set of data so you
Be my double
Let's rumble
Knowing things this ain't gon' be so easy
Seeing you and knowing myself i guess
This is beyond me
Get the fuck out the way
I'm workin' over here, and
Get the fuck off my lawn while i
Win this war all alone, i bet
The shit you whine off about matters
Where you come from but
This shit is shit business and it's fuckin'
Serious
Mission is clear, we pick up the
Payload and depart rapidly
When i fuck my way through these goddamn
Security systems i
Swear your nagging voice is gonna
Make me fuck this up so shut it
Help if you don't mind the plan is air-
Tight, no pressure right?
Slow me down I'm racing, anxious, hurry
Up or they might get us any moment
I see disaster and threat so I tend to forget
All I'm up to again, so forgive I disgress
All my thought slips away
I begin to assess the remainder of
Me, of what's left and I've gone all the way from who
I was to this, heard that a
Million damn times and
Pissed on it, excuse me while you get your
Grip on this fuckin' with your space time, I'm hearin' you
Complain while I motherfuckin' try to get your
Ass home, I'm tellin' you I'm
On the verge of murdering you right here
So all ears if you wanna fucking live
My job is done, you've been a nusaince, so if you
Don't mind it's last chance to get the fuck outta here
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5. |
Ripe Fruit
06:53
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Make a difference, in
What I've heard, and
What I've said in
Violence, and I'm
Never gonna know, why you
Keep asking things that you
Already know
Make them love it
And they will
Destroy destroy make them kill
Weak and peaceful, from
What I've heard, and
What you took for your
Bullshit, and I'm
Never gonna know, why you
Keep trying things that you've
Already blown
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6. |
Truce
03:01
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7. |
Weight
02:32
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8. |
Sleep Paralysis
04:39
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Your worst nightmare's here
I'm your same old self, so I ain't gonna disappear
Comin' from the subconscious to fuck your life
Negativity keepin' you awake all night
Showin' you all the shit you brought home from war
Suffering, psychosis, bloody bodies 'n gore
Cries for mercy and that stench of death
Radiation victims vomiting and chloride breath
Now I've been all around the block and back again
I sought destruction for salvation but then
You gave me more self hate and now I'm overdue?
Who the fuck are you?
Now here we go all over
The guilt and the shame you pushed away when you broke 'em
Are the suspects guilty when they have no face?
Was there any law at all in the very first place?
Is it your place? You're just tryin'a go to bed
Discussions with yourself drive you over the edge
Tryin' to get rid of me like you always do
But ya can't fool me I see dispair in you
Panic on the way just like when we attacked
Your head pumping realizing they too packed
Just a split second away from annihilation
The only way to survive is be quicker to take 'em
A body collapsing in a last spastic twitch
A part of you thinking, you'd be better off like this
The feeling of the trigger hold that finger down
In your home, in your head and in your heart right now
I was gonna end the war inside my head
By winnging a real one with massive bloodshed
Now everything's just so miuch worse than before
What a fuckin' shit deal, rotten to the core
Semi-felt thoughts tearing up the brains fabric
Violent dementia and some nasty habits
You got all you bargained for and then some too
Who the fuck are you?
I'm you
Autumn is back
Always turns everything black
One of these days
I'll give out I'm born
I can't fucking move
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9. |
Paid For
03:03
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Don't you get to
me, I'm on my planet, I'm
dumb rowdy drunk raisin'
hell on the dancefloor
Don't you dare to lie, you
fucked everyone
over it appears you
knew what you came for
Now you get to see the consequences, I'm
sittin' on no fence cause you
get what you paid for
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10. |
Data Date
10:08
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I walk my way from convent bay
The wind slowed down, the clouds gave way, the sun is out, my heart obeys
I got an old fashioned data date
The zombies hide behind their gaze
The bleeding hobos and labor slaves slavin' off
They like their lord's wonderous ways
They're reaching out and singing praise
To their oppressor
The very same pigs that fed them malaise, so
Murderous, bare of any shame
You look so strained from fucking me too slowly
Your grin is bliss, so I make it bleed
All this information will set you free
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FLYSH Jena, Germany
Strazz / Indie Fraze, Est. 2018
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