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Fuck The Times
03:57
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Try and try;
I'll keep telling you this is the way that it is
The way that I feel
Again and again;
You'll knock it down and disregard all the hell you've 'caused
Hope you're listening
This is the truth
That you fucked up and I don't care
Don't want to hear your excuses anymore
Once more the fight is right
And you're scared to step to me and call yourself a friend
Cause you know that it's all lies
It's all lies
I have no trouble speaking my mind
You need to grow a pair and get a spine
And quit using the lies
That you haven't turned your back on these times
Well fuck the times, you can have them back
You don't know what its like to stand idly by
and watch you die
Well fuck the times
They're all dead and gone and so are you
This is your eulogy
One word to describe and it's lies
So fuck the times
One word to describe and it's lies
So fuck the times
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DWT
02:01
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That's it, you learned the language
Articles taught you what you "stand for"
Talk it up, write it down, spread it to the masses
You can't fool me, I know your history
A past riddled with abuse and addiction
Now try to pass off your changed ways
Take your first steps of your new life
A false prophet full of bullshit and lies
You're full of lies
That's it, you learned the language
Keep running your mouth full of the words
You don't know and you don't get, you'll never understand
You're not the cure, you are the disease
You're the fucking thief with your pockets lined with green
stolen from those on their knees, on their fucking knees
I'm calling you out
I know you were paid off
To escape a life you hate
But then you stole from me
And now I'm choosing your fate
These words that you call "life"
This is the time it ends
No more lies, no more facades, this is mine
I won't let you profit from this
I won't let you profit from this
You'll never be down for life
But I'll make sure you are done with talking
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Tied Down
01:57
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You let a man with the devils eyes
Run freely in a land filled with those victimized
You had control but you threw it all away
It's a sham, a farce, a disgusting day
For the people who you claim to do all you can to keep safe
This time you failed, What is it you've got to say?
"No punishment for these crimes, in these times, on this day"
Here's a man to rape you of your soul and mind
A monetary value is worth more than your fucking life
A top your throne you tell her:
"We take no blame, the system failed, our hands were tied"
Her eyes open wide, the tears ran and she screamed
"So were mine"
You let a man with the devils eyes
Run freely in a land filled with those victimized
There's a war going on outside
But you can't hear their cries
It's a sham, a farce, a disgusting day
For the people who you claim to do all you can to keep safe
This time you failed, What is it you've got to say?
"No punishment for these crimes, in these times, on this day"
There's a war outside
But you won't hear their cries
There's a war outside
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A Small World Drowning
01:52
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This is the end
This is the end
Of modern fucking men
I personally intend
To stop this fucking trend
I wrote down these words I stole from you
And I can barely read them back and the few
That you can hear, are so fucking used
Rehearsed words of hollow hate, the quintessential fool
And judge behold the blind
We're all sinking in our bitter mind
We're all soaking in our bitter decline
And all the lights now fail to shine
A deafening silence in this town
And far too weak to stand your ground
Sinking fast with a mind close to drowned
A face in the crowd never to be found
This is the end
This is the end of mediocrity
And the sell out tyranny
And my words still have goddamn meaning
While yours are forced and they're fucking fleeting
This is the end of modern men
I personally will stop this fucking trend
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