1. |
Ready Reply
01:29
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So many thinghs I never said that I should say...
So many situations that go wrong...
But the right thing to say
it's always a day away,
the next time I'll have a ready reply!
So once again I'm here alone left speechless.
I don't know exactly what to say or do...
But the right thing to say
it's Always a day away
the next time I'll have a ready reply...
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2. |
Dying Witness
02:11
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Please grandpa tell me again that story
about the war you fought,
about the man you shooted to the ground.
Tell me why you were there and how do you feel.
Have you looked him in his eyes?
Did your values comforted you when you had
painted the ground in red?
how do you feel?
Well son the history is the story of a man
trying to face its life as best as he can,
well son the history is the story of a man
trying to find a way waiting the end.
No grandpa why are you leaving me?
there are still few things that I need to understand.
It's now that your dying witness becomes so important,
cause nobody seems to notice,
nobody seems to care!
So if nobody ever tell
the history is cancelled
cause it losing its memories!
Well son there are some stories that are good to be told
but some other will be forgotten cause I'm getting old.
Well son the history it's the story of a man
trying to find a way waiting the end.
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3. |
Love Song
02:47
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Here we are again.
Brand new riff and same old story:
so many ideas but I don't know what to write about.
I hold the pen firmly in my hand
staring at the wall feel the time pass by.
And I know things that have been said will be so tough to rime or even make you mind.
Working on it. Make it out.
Try to fit an "it's all about"...
But in the end this lyrics don't come out.
If there's a thing I'm sure I'll never do
is to write a love song.
I leave this stuff to glam rock bands.
"kiss me now",
"hold me tight",
"spend the whole night by my side"
they choose the sentence and slow the rhythm... Good job son!
Now you sucks like all other bands!
And waiting the moment I will contradict me, I'm sure it will happen I'm human, forgive me!
Something sound strange, review some lyrics...
A question rise...
Oh me oh my!!
Did this song ever talk about love?
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4. |
Loud Revenge
01:40
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Years ago
in the backyard of the school you're left alone
and nobody wants to play or talk to you.
That's why you're fat,
that's why you're sad.
Have another snack and try to push away the pain,
the years go by the story it's just the same.
The same shit,
at the highschool
they call you nerd, for all you are so uncool!
Your baggy pants
can't hide your soul...
And nobody seems to notice the desperation that's in your heart
and nobody seems to looks you in your eyes!
Those eyes,
that cry!
That is the reason why you start to play!
That is your loud revenge!
And nobody can understand
how you feel when you play...
You can't hear they laugh at you if you turn the volume up to ten!
Still nobody seems to notice the desperation that's in your heart
but the fear is far away and you cut lose from any suggestion or monking up...
You can't hear they laugh at you if you turn the volume up to ten!
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5. |
Sunrise in the Van
01:27
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Silence fills the darkness in the van.
Streetlights seem a ticking clock
counting down vicissitudes we've been through and we strengthened.
Every scar has healed but no one wants to feel alone.
Sun has not risen yet behind those hills
but another night has been archived
and brought with her all the fears
we felt so strongly and than we share the road,
which is still long to go,
but we are together and play.
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6. |
Tempus Fugit
02:52
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Our lifes are fast,
a blurred photo picturing our stress,
acting like robots 24-7-365,
it seems like we're losing grip with our time...
Three clock arm seem to be no more enough,
say that it isn't tough..
Tell me where are you.
Tell me what you think you do.
People cross their faith without a gaze
and no one even thinks that is strange,
Everyone I know is focused on his life,
no one even mind...
So few still dream,
the most are chasing what?
Let me cry
let me stay by my side,
alone wiht my demise.
Take your time
but please keep in mind
that I'm here
nd it's your what is mine.
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7. |
Society
02:49
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Modern society feed its kids with lifelong dream
Spread the illusion of a neverending life.
But what we've got is so diffrent from what we've learnt
and we are entrusting it to the next generation
who doesn't seem to care,
who doesn't seem to be prepared.
No more rites of passage seem to be required.
How many Kids are called men?
Orphans of a social structure adopted by the media
perennial children suckled till the end.
Trough the dark ages
the man face death in many way.
Concious of the end, act some rituals to fight the fear!
Now we think the human Life is basically priceless
so why we take for granted such thing?
No more rites of passage seem to be required.
How many Kids are called men?
Orphans of a social structure adopted by the media
perennial children suckled till the end.
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8. |
Anxiety
02:21
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Panic holds my breath.
I can't see anything.
All around me seems get tighter.
Impossible.
No I can.
How can I reach my goal
if I can't see outside
of this close door and
you're choking me.
How can I reach my peace
if I can barely reach the exit
of this dark room in which I sit,
no window, no light.
Panic holds my breath.
I can't see anything.
All around me seems get tighter.
Impossible.
Anxiety is a state of mind
and make sense of it seems a dream.
Alone at night my eyes are open wide
'cause I can't even sleep...
Panic holds my breath.
I can't see anything.
All around me seems get tighter.
Impossible.
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9. |
Idiocracy
02:01
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As my morning routine, when I sit, I just click upon that icon on the display...
Suddenly everything
lose its sense
and a mix of foolish fight, cats and fear
fill my screen.
Everywhere there're prophets
who try to convince
the all world that you are wrong
or dumber that them.
Doesn't matter if you studied if you hardly graduate,
you are wrong and they are right...
The big blue F force me to suffer the harangues
of any idiot who writes on the web,
that's insane!
Seems democracy become the principle
according to which
your ignorance is as good as my science...
No fucking way!
I don't wanna live on this planet anymore...
Maybe there's a plan to evacuate this sick fucking world
and leave the dumb behind!
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10. |
Real Rebel
02:01
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Ever wondered how a fish could stand his own ball
or a lion watch outside his cage all alone.
Never know what's freedon or pretend to be free...
Oh, it's so sad.
The situation in which we are lying is not so different.
Staring at the screen like we are wacthing outside our fence
is not the kind of freedom we ever dreamed so
now it's time to wake up.
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11. |
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There's a thick wall between us
and it's not generational.
I presume that it's too late for you
to reconsider how you act and your way of reasoning.
There's a even bigger problem
that I dont want to face never again...
And I hope is not my fault...
Hope to receive understanding
from those who don't even
listen even care...
That's why I here and I'm singing
this song as a live funeral.
There's nothing much to say
so go waste your life away...
You're not gone but for me it's the same.
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