1. |
Moist City Melody
02:18
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All this grey
All this fucking places
All the colored hate that you feed us
Is trip to nowhere named daily race ------
Hi-tech eyes
Scanning dreams
Lovers on satellite meeting's
Turn down the sound of the screams
The kids are ready to fall
And you want to buy them new souls
No prayers- no more gods-no more blindness
There's nothing there heal from the sadness
Sunset on basement
Saw fucking sunset on basement
Sometimes I still breathe
But I don't think I'm living
The measures of days never do it that again ----------- Chorus --------------
All this grey
All this fucking places
All the colored hate that you feed us
Is trip to nowhere named daily race
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2. |
After This Earthquake
03:24
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Thats all that remains
after this earthquake
inside my brain
some bloody scars uppon my face
and the comfort to complain
If you see my mind
tell it i missed so
cause never have together no much time because never was mine.
Years searching for
a way just to go
in a place when I can say I don't need help,outside my cell
myself is running away from me
and I think I need a second skin
to keeps me in my shoes
and my shoes stand on the ground
going back and tell what I found
but for today I see it all
I'm sorry now but I have to fall.
My friends said all night you are stupid but we love you all.
But inside my coma I feel completely alone> -faaaaaall
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3. |
Troupe Ft Marcus Gambla
04:03
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High-society skinny bitches
Roll on nation's Robin Hood
Swallow diamonds spit out fragments
Spray your brain make's you feel ----------------
Now the vampires
Got control of your desire's
Signed contract with the liars
The deal is done
But you're not there
So wake up monkey
Change your face today is Sunday
Take a handle of pills and call me junkie
Shit on head-but shinny hair
Where you found all this morons
And introduce your child to
Shaking flags- kiss holy asses
Play fucking criminal's in blue ---------------
Because we don't want be shark's food
We don't want to see our names to name a stinky road
Your troupe doesn't mean a shit to us
Sharing to feel alive not just survive ----------------
So look me
I'm on in most addictions
But they save me from religions
Because I don't want to spend my faith
Let's give
In this giant rock some faster circles
Plug it out from his cable
And move it to another place (3) --------------------
Cause we don't want to be shark's food
We don't care about the end because end is birth for us
Your troupe doesn't mean shit to us
We're playing to feel alive not just survive ------------------- Reggae...
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4. |
My Monster
01:47
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Blessed by headache
And sour taste
My monster keep's goes on
(To) hate me and protect me in the same time
Grab my hand
Makes me stand
Between true and pretend
Space is just a place
And we're just fine -----------
What suppose to do?
(What to do)
When thinks happened
Without you
What's your explanation?
When you there
(Or you don't care)
Is it day or night
My pockets have
Only my hand's inside ------------
My monster keep's goes on...
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10 To Go Larissa, Greece
10 To Go is a 4-stroke punk rock engine..
This machine works from the mid-2011,having the pleasure playing punk-rock tunes
with a touch of some reggae vibes!!
We like touring and support the underground-independent scene,in any way its appears.
...So,there is nothing else to say!Less Talk,More Rock!!
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