1. |
Robothell
02:40
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I wasted time
In the name of mankind
I lived a lie
Didn’t know it was a set-up
I voted ‘nay’ in a pledge to arms
Didn’t know it would come this far
In a minute, the joke’s on all
They’ll be calling everyone
They like the distant lie
We like the kisses
And parades of blind parole
We’re last in line
Waiting for each other
Working day and night
For the life of the other
I don’t believe in charity
‘Cause I know that ship has sailed
I signed up and it failed
They call this robothell
A mission from above
Is this cold enough for you?
Is this cold enough for you?
This robothell conceived me
This robothell besieged me
And everyone inside
It’s a drone war, people
You never come out on top
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2. |
Bitter Sounds
03:08
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Bitter sounds make my deaf ears tremble
Get it out of the way
Cold-hearted people make the story
Get it out of the way
Because the sound of tomorrow
Already resonates today
Out of the way
How long do we bow for the tyrants
And do we function as their prey?
Out of the way
Can’t believe what the headlines feed me
Can’t believe what they say
The big machine has big wheels turning
Don’t believe what they say
Don’t you know the storm of tomorrow
Already scares the cat today?
Out of the way
It’s the only way
How long do we bow for the bastards
And do we function as their prey?
Out of the way
Fiction feeds their cheap disguises
Make-believe lives in their mouths
Selling sugar-coated vices
By the pound
In bitter bitter sounds
Empty eyes seek fear and schism
Get it out of the way
Bitter sounds need ears that listen
Get it out of the way
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3. |
Hold My Leash
04:24
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I’m on my knees now
My will is yours
I don’t want control of what I do no more
Loyal like a pitbull waiting to be fed
Dragged by your lips like a cigarette
Hold my leash and
Throw a fresh bone
Hold my leash and
Cut my throat
Pet me like a koi-fish bonsai boy
How you want me?
You take control
I’m your freak of nature
Feed me your mud
I’m in your hands, ‘cause baby I smell blood
Hold my leash and
Throw a fresh bone
Hold my leash and
Strangle my throat
Sit tight
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4. |
Splintermission
02:24
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5. |
Plastic Rose
03:24
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Hungry eyes have got me out on the run
I’m the one with a plastic rose for a gun
Filthy pleasures
Forcing me through the night
Filthy pleasures
Making me just wanna sigh
This plastic rose my thornless friend
Primal thoughts are finding me as their prey
Empty mind is master in getting it his way
Filthy pleasures
Kicking me legally blind
Filthy pleasures
Holding my breath and besides
Got my plastic rose, my thornless friend
Filthy pleasures
Forcing me through this night
Filthy pleasures
Light me up like dynamite
This plastic rose just cut my hand
Plastic rose
Flower of moonshine
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6. |
Read My Mind
02:45
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So very young
But you look so wild
Acting like you are high-class stuff
But I know you a got a dirtier mind
You can pretend to be tame
You can pretend to sane
You can pretend to be so well-behaved
But there is fire in your innocence game
Can you read my animal mind?
Can you read my mind
Who’s counting?
Smoke from a gun
Oh, your gaze is vile
Pretending not to have a blush
But I see the things you cannot deny
Can you read my animal mind?
Can you read my mind
‘Cause I’m not so civilised
Can you read my animal mind?
Can you read my mind
My mammal heart is beating wild
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7. |
Something Else
02:33
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I really got to get around
We don’t seem to ever find common ground
I don’t settle for a life so dead
I really got to get ahead
I admit it doesn’t look so good
Bound to miss if you never shoot
Take no more of this drag
I just got to get ahead with
Something else
Fired up it all looks so good
Gotta shake it up just like I should
Bend the bars, break the trap
I just got to get ahead with
Something else
Gotta shake it up
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8. |
Take No More
04:02
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I’ve been sitting by the road
Thinking about the things you told me
Seem to be put on a hold
Condemned to slowly fade away
I’ve been sitting by the hill
Throwing rocks just to kill time
And time again it’s been so still
I’m about to lose my mind
Please tell me why
I’m waiting for
My own demise
Can’t take no more
Now there’s no more rocks to throw
And time is slipping slowly
And there’s nowhere left to go
But you don’t worry about me
Won’t let you treat me like I’m disposable
I don’t thrive on this lie, it’s a shameless game
Don’t want to have these sleepless nights no more
I don’t buy lullabies, no I won’t be tamed
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9. |
Hurt
03:38
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Tell yourself you’re right so you don’t get hurt
Far beyond her cat-eyed smile
She keeps her secret, she keeps her style
Silence rules her subtle grin
You’ve got to know that you can never win
She gives me satisfaction
She lets me in
In shiny lush leather
She gives me sweet, she gives me taste
Sweet taste
In plain sight
I let her make me do the spectre chase
Tell yourself you’re right so you don’t get hurt
Far beyond a shadow hides
I’m buying in on tales and lies
Soothing words cater my needs
I want to rest my head in peace
She gives me sedation
She gives me heat
In shiny lush leather
She calls my name, she gives me taste
Sweet taste
In vain strive
I chased the comfort of her poker face
Oh lord yeah
Tell yourself you’re right so you don’t get hurt
Feed me
You’re right
Tell yourself you’re right so you don’t get hurt
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10. |
Brand New Future
04:26
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Got me a brand new future
Got me a brand new love
Got me a brand new suit, yeah
But it still isn’t good enough
Get me some more
You don’t understand
We just got war
With the matters at hand
I need some excitement
‘Cause I get tired of pleasing myself
I need some enlightenment
To make my way out of society’s trap
I can’t afford no cannon
My mind is going numb
I can’t afford no cannon
So you don’t need to run
Got me a brand new future
Got me a brand new love
Got me a brand new suit
But it still isn’t good enough
Parasite
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