1. |
Super Euro Disco Party
03:56
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I’m adding filters now to make my teeth white
I stick my whole foot in and take a big bite
My pocket monolith to give me insight
Has got me doing things that I don’t feel like
I wanted to make myself
I wanted to meet myself
I wanted to eat myself
I wanna delete myself
I hear it’s good to share so I project me
Everyone have a bit, please don’t reject me
Tried having private thoughts, but I forgot how
I’m feeling lost, there’s nothing to consume now
I wanted to wake myself
I wanted to meet myself
I wanted to eat myself
I wanna delete myself
Keep adding filters just to keep my teeth white
I’m open season now, so take a big bite
One small forgotten sense that this don’t feel right
All that’s left is hope I at least taste nice
I wanted to wake myself
I wanted to meet myself
I wanted to eat myself
I wanna delete myself
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2. |
Finger
02:18
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You built their bed and
Blame them for lying in it
They expose your truth
You try and lock them away
It means confronting a lie
Why would you tell that story?
And the things that you do
And the things that you say
The things a life are worth
And what you’ll do about it
And why we care
And the way that people behave
The systems always there
The ones compelling you
Think of what we want
But not what we need
Shift the blame
Final effort writ real
Tear the markers down
You got your people in place
And now you’re ready to go
I got that mark on my face
A mark against my name
No name now a number
Machine’s ready to go
Everything’s on fire
You put your finger on it
You’ve primed the fuses
Now we’re ready to blow
The systems always there
The ones compelling you
It’s not what you need
It’s who you know
Shift the blame
You put your finger on it
Your put your finger on it
And now we’re ready to go
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3. |
My Mistake
03:10
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Island of garbage
Sting my eyes and
Bombing underground
Breathing fire now
Earning my badges
Need a bigger ride
Distraction down the slope we slide along
My mistake
Don’t think of all the ways that we went wrong
My mistake
Burning my mind out
Bleach my bones and
Killing the tribe now
Dead pipeline
Earning my stripes now
Need a bigger ride
Distraction down the slope we slide along
My mistake
Don’t look at all the ways that we went wrong
My mistake
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4. |
Fight Back
02:29
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Mouthpiece to spread your lies
A rubber bullet for the tribe
We’ll look you in the eye
We’re not running away
Not content to knock it down
Hide the truth let us drown
We won’t let you own our town
We’re not running away
Fight back
Holding shields to hide your fears,
Racist hate for poison ears
Clouds of gas but we shed no tears
We’re not running away
Free speech when it suits you
Human lives? drive on through
Now the foot is in the other shoe
We’re not running away
Fight back
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5. |
Gone
03:01
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Just like the mob
When we broke the law
They’ve got no face
A victimless crime
Don’t stick around
So we won’t take the fall
Where has all the money gone?
We been through this man, stop fucking around
Where has all the money gone?
It’s like you’ve never seen a movie
Where has all the money gone?
Two years gone
Now we write the law
I've got a list
About a mile long
But we won’t stick around
So we won’t take the fall
Where has all the money gone?
Didn’t you see it all trickling down?
Where has all the money gone?
In my bag man as I left town
Where has all the money gone?
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ffirth Brisbane, Australia
post-hardcore, post-punk, grunge,
lo-fi
est. 2016
Chris: guitar, vocals
Roman: bass, vocals
Jim: drums
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