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Introduction
02:17
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Kent County 519
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2. |
Crow City Murder
02:58
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Run by greed since I met you
Now you're lead by sheep
Call yourself a life coach
Put your best friend on the street
Priorities, make money
Fuck everybody else on the way
Pretentious fucking hoser
What gets you through the day?
Turn your back on those that had yours
Never cared for what you had
Forever trapped in a lonely soul
Cause money don't fill that hole
Always be empty and alone
Cause money don't fill that hole
Exploit your neighbours
Steal from employers
Your business is a fucking failure
Run by greed
Led by sheep
Call yourself a life coach
Put your best friend on the street
Motherfucker
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3. |
Sanctuary
03:39
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Something more than music
Something that grasps the soul
Give it everything I have til the end
Grasps the soul
Til the end
I see through your lies
Nothing more than a passing phase
I see in your eyes
You’re not here to stay
I see through your lies
Nothing more than a passing phase
I see in your eyes
You're not here to stay
I fucking hate your cliques and that will never change
Spineless fucking rats and who cannot hold their weight
Talk so big you forgot what it’s about
No passion no loyalty get the fuck out
I see through the lies
I see through you
Nothing more than a passing phase
Don’t let the door hit ya
Nothing more than a passing phase
I hope you know we owe you nothing
I fucking hate your cliques and that will never change
Spineless fucking rats that cannot hold their weight
Talk so big you forgot what it’s about
No passion no loyalty get the fuck out
This is my sanctuary
You will never take it from me
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4. |
Ms. Grotke's Hairy Legs
02:34
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5. |
Burn
02:51
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For your 15 minutes of fame
You're willing to soil a name
Now it's time to plan your service
I know what you did to deserve this
Hollow mind, empty heart
Buried yourself, out in the dark
Act on desperation
When you play the fake
Abandon your friendships
Ensnared by a snake
When you bit the hand that feeds you lost it all
Play with fire, and you'll light the room
Don't be surprised when it lights under you
Don't light the matches
You're gonna get burned
Soaked in gasoline
Burn, burn, burn, burn your fucking bridges
Don't light the matches
until you're ready to burn
soaked in gasoline
you'll never fucking learn.
Don't light the matches
Until you're ready to burn
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6. |
Blade
00:59
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Do your worst
Push the blade into my skull
Do your worst
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7. |
Waste Away
02:43
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I'm tired and I'm torn
I feel worse than ever before
everything hurts, and everything burns
my mind is filled with endless concerns
I can't feel anything
I can't see anything
I can't feel anything
Blacked out from the pain within
Am I born to lose or will I win?
These thoughts haunt me like demons in the night
I don't think I can win this fight
Eternal exhaustion
I'm guilty of my own persecution
I need a real solution
Out of this dystopian prison
That we call home
When it gets to the end of the day
I just want to take my life away
try to find the words to say
it's hard not to waste my life away
I'm tired and i'm scared
My mind is damaged beyond repair
everything that leads me, points me one way
it's hard not to waste my life away
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Take off your mask
I won't let you bask in glory
I know what you did
I know what you've done
Next time you see me
Turn and run
No dignity
You prey upon the weak
Force yourself upon another
The truth will be discovered
I will turn your whole world
Upside down
Manipulative man
Take off your fucking mask
Naive minds
Take advantage of our youth
Rot in your filth
Morals mean nothing to you
Morals mean nothing
Every day you walk these streets
Motherfucker watch your feet
Just wait until you meet me
Wait until you meet me
Wait until you meet me
Put em in the dirt
Put em in the dirt
Look me in the eyes
I will make you hurt
No trials for pedophiles
Just put em in the dirt
No trials for pedophiles
Put em in the dirt
Put em in the dirt
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9. |
Force Fed
02:44
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My demons haunt me
And I feel them crawling beneath my skin
Rage always swelling
Clouded judgement in my head
I've done things out of anger that I wish never took place
Acting on emotion is something that I hate
I hate the person I’ve become
I hate the way I treat the ones I supposedly love
If someone could free me of this nightmare
Then I swear I’d change my fate and make up for the damage done
I hate what I've become
Under the weight of anger
Darkness follows me
Creeping closer
Black out from reality
Pull yourself back together
Only to fall apart
To fall apart again
I live now with this rage
Not knowing who to blame
This tears me up from the inside out
Just want to scream to the heavens
This shadow haunts me (lash out)
This shadow haunts me (lash out)
This shadow it haunts me
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11. |
WW3
01:50
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You all seem fine
Living your life like this
No sense, in trying to change it
Started in Cali
Then it moved to BC
Tell me where will
The next drought be?
Water is not a right they say
"I'll Suck the whole world dry
Privatize Watering Holes
And watch you die"
You people need to wake the fuck up
You're dying with every breath
Even water takes you closer to death
When will we as people
As a race
Stand up
And fight for our lives
Fight for our lives against this industry
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Watering Hole Chatham Kent, Ontario
Kent County Hardcore
TK
NG
RH
CFK
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