1. |
Stupid
02:10
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I don’t wanna be like you
And I know it’s fuckin true
It could happen if you change your style
Another way you're knocking on my door
In a state of emergency
I can count on all my friends
You could do it if you change your style
Another way you're looking at my crew
Here I am
I’ll be talking with my friends
Cause I know we’ll stand together
On and on
Toys are just like you
And you’re pissing off like them
It could happen if you change your style
Another way you're knocking at my door
You have no personality
You keep doing what they say
You could do it if you change your style
Another way you're looking at my crew
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2. |
Sandra
02:02
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I walk alone when I go home
You're in my mind when I'm fucked-up
I hope she wasn't wishing he was waiting at home
It's not easy to see you once again
Oh no, I understand you will not be my special friend
Fuck you, You think I am too young to sleep with you tonight
I close my eyes and I go to sleep
I'll never meet a girl like you anyway
Another day, another lost hope
I'm still alive I don't know why
Do you really feel the difference when you're alone
I wanna know if you're having fun with him
Oh no, what's wrong with me if I bit your mouth with my lips
Fuck you, your life's so bored you're waiting to happen something new
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3. |
I don't believe
02:45
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What's your story, You say you're sorry
I don't know what's your cynical theory
You're pathetic, egocentric
You find yourself in a bag of plastic
Why do you come and tell us a lie?
I can't explain you're deaf, dumb and blind
I don't know if you mean shit to me or maybe you're dumb-ass
You think you're gonna make a million everyday
You can sit & wait you're a thousand miles away
I don't don't don't believe
I don't fucking believe
What's on my mind, what you can't find
All we know is you were born fucking blind
Make your great day, it's turning dark grey
is the price that you know you have to pay
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4. |
Time to say goodbye
03:01
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It's been a long time with you
This time I know I gotta say goodbye
You know we're falling apart
You're just a wretch a fucking waste of time
There's something beetween you and me
It doesn't work
I told you all the stupid things
I've heard'em all before
It sounds fucked-up but I'm still fine
Don't you see that you're the past I left behind
Fast life. Try to learn from my mistakes again
Fast life. In this world where I'm fucking insane
Take my hand I'll never let you go
Remember when we were young
Too late to think we're never getting old
Could be the rest of my life
Too much too soon to give it all away
I'm gonna tell you
funny momments that I had
I say I say this music
ain't no fucking industry
It sounds fucked-up but I'm still fine
Don't you see that you're my past I left behind
Fast life. Try to learn from all mistakes again
Fast life. In this world where I'm fucking insane
Take my hand I'll never let you go
Gotta make a plan gotta make it right
Gotta make a stop for felling
small in your perfect world
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5. |
Break the silence
03:01
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There's something I could do
There would be much to say
Here I go, You should know
all the time was to make us grow
I need a break, break to say
all the time was fucking great
I get what's coming
I'm dying to know
if you'd stay with me
Break the silence, break it now
My body's falling to the ground
Oh shit! I gotta get away
You know that it's too late to start over again
I'm feeling like piss going down the drain
You know that it's too late to start over again
You won't you won't play dumb with me
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6. |
I can't take it anymore
02:48
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Remember when we met
Can't find a reason why
I've been wasting all my time
The first time that i saw you
was the first time I could say
It was such a perfect day
Can't stop getting nervous now
I can't forget, I spin around without a care
This fantastic place reminds me of your face
I hope to see you another day
Nothing has changed
cause my thoughts are not rearranged
Nothing has changed
cause there's nothing todo
When you get older and nobody likes you
Sometimes I feel so good
Sometimes I feel so bad
It's like a roller coaster ride
My memory's short
and I don't wanna have to try
to be someone that I'm not
An evil last feeling's running through my head
Situations have no end
No control, no direction nowhere fast
I say nothing good can last
You know that I'm so slow
cause I'm the biggest modern idiot
I can't come back to you
I don't wanna be with you again
I can't take it anymore
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7. |
Without you
03:37
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I wonder where you've been
A sense of urgency
I feel so bad
When will It end?
You don't seem to care
Do you feel the same?
I write these lines
I cannot stop to think of you
I think about the times you're not the only one
You put my heart between love and death again
You're not my type but I cannot explain
Need your affection 'til the end
I'm talking to myself (talking to...)
Waiting for the day (waiting for...)
Waiting for you, what's the problem (waiting for you now)
Days have past away
My head is turning gray
I can't think clear
My mind's confused
You're always in my dreams
Nightmares running scared
Makes me feel
Like a lucky guy who doesn't know what's got
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8. |
Struck down
03:16
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I've spent all my life being a lonely kid
But I don't wanna be like you I say don't wanna be like you
You know I'm trying... but I found a long white line
I say don't wanna be like you and I don't wanna be like you
Now It's time to make it stop
'Cause I'm bouncing off the walls
I don't know what's my name
And I'm still kickin my face
Alright, agony, I feel alright
And it's all gone
Alright, I'm on a roll, I feel alright
That's all I've got
Alright, I'm outta control, I feel alright
Since you've been gone
I make every plan as stupid as I am
But I don't wanna be like you I say don't wanna be like you
I wake up alone on a sick pleasure machine
I say don't wanna be like you and I don't wanna be like you
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9. |
Dead romance
02:46
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It's looking like a tragedy
Can't control my emotional action
My mind is crazy but I just don't know
Where is my old funny passion?
I'm looking like a king of fools
You better look at your destruction
You'll always be a big daddy's girl
I will sing with my emotion
When I think of you
you're stupid I don't think of you
It's a dead romance
No need a chance, no
Insignificance
Is what it means now
It's a dead romance
It's like everything else
All your fucking stupid cries
I don't wanna pay attention
All you can say is I've been a bad boy
I call it manipulation
I'm sick of this relationship
I'm living under your discretion
Gimme a reason to keep loving you
Out of the line with no direction
You can't mix up rain and fire
You'll just go to hell again
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10. |
No future
01:37
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There's a cruel reality
that makes you hit the ground
You don't make the world go round
Something to believe in
There is nothing you can't escape from
You won't be what you wanna be
No future, no culture
Destiny's dark adventure
You'd better find your place, you'd better find a way
Cause your plan it's not ok at the end of the day
You think you know it all but you know nothing at all
I don't agree with you
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11. |
See you in the pit
01:03
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Friday morning, start the day
My friends are working
I wake up late
I'm driving thru the city
where the music's getting loud
when the sun is shinning bright
and I just can't wait to sing
Mom and dad will never understand
I'm going to the show with you
Hanging out with boys and girls,
people wanna have some fun
Police are coming, they can't stop us now
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12. |
Song 4 u
03:36
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Walking down the street (I walk down the street)
I think I'm full of shit
You're the biggest motherfucker
You're the biggest that I've seen
You could be my princess
now you're just a whore
you play dirty as I sing to you
I tell you in this song
Remember all these words
from the bottom of my thoughts
Cocksucker, motherfucker, asshole
This song's for you
If I could I'd keep my mouth shut
But tomorrow I will say fuck you
you fade away
I will never come back to you
Smell like tragedy
Mix fire with gasoline
Can you feel it, are you ready?
Da na na na na na na
It's a count to three
A timebomb's killing time
I swear i'll see you in burning hell tonight
Someday you'll wake up dead
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13. |
Crossing my heart
02:50
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Sorry I just have to go
Don’t think i am a stupid boy
I don’t know what’s going on
I don’t know what to think of you
Tell me tell me tell me what you
Gonna do with me
Oh oh I can’t live my life
Oh oh without you
Something that you’ll never have
Makes you fell like incomplete
Here I am to see you cry
Let’s get together we can fight
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14. |
No gods no masters
03:32
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No one can tell me what to do
No one can tell me what to say
No one can tell me what to do
I wanna tell you a story that it's true
I've been up all night writting things for you
I'd rather be alone than spend a wasted nights with you
I wanna make you smile when I say revolution begins at home
A broken television and some records on the floor
If you call me lazy I can show you where's the door
No matter what to think or do or say
No one can tell me what to do
No one can tell me what to say
No one can tell me what to do
A broken television and some records on the floor
If you call me lazy I can show you where's the door
No matter what to think or do or say
It's me It's mine I made my decision
I don't live like you
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