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Ducon
02:48
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2am, seven nights in a week
My head is spinning, feeling short on breath
High and horny, anxious and lost
Why wont it stop, put me to an end
I'm losing my mind
I gotta lose control
Quick ! Quick!
I gotta lose control
Fucking let me lose control
I'm losing my mind
(?)
I got to end this now
Get me out of this fucking hell I live in
(?)
I got to end this now
I am trapped inside my head
There's only one way out
I got to end this now
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2. |
Wet birthday
01:09
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Cried on my birthday
best night I ever had
trust me I know why
just because it's all a lie
don't fulfill your lungs
I need it for my lunch
I'll cut your ugly head
don't clap my one man band
watch your world die
see my burger fry
eat a shitty slice
it's the wrong side of the dice
live among rats
cook your croustibats
sip it up with yop
fuckin ante's job
watch your world die
see my burger fry
eat a shitty slice
it's the wrong side of the dice
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3. |
Tuez Claude Guéant
06:35
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Going down, an unending fall
Going down, into the deeps
Melting down like bread
In a bath of piss
With tired, empty eyes
There's nothing to do
Swallowing the void
As a final meal
Going down, an unending fall
Going down, into the deeps
Melting down like bread
In a bath of piss
Dissolution carried as a garter
A hyena tidal wave
Thrown in the air
Descendre sans fin
jusqu'aux abysses
fondre comme du pain
dans un bain de pisse
I'm feeling sorry
You're the one falling
Let go of it
Kill Claude Guéant
LOL
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4. |
Prendre une volée
02:46
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Another bottle down, more and more, one after one
Smoking like hell to reach heaven
Artificial life when you don't even know who you are
Who you are
Keep running, keep running
The sun is falling on you
Lost on the clouds of an unknown place
Lost on the lands of vanity and collapse
The lungs ready to explode and the throat bleeding
Shitty game
Enter name
Light it up
Lime sirup
When you're waiting
For death to come
And believe in nothing
One more down,
again and again,
And nobody will ever know
Beause its less than a life
We're all alone, we're all alone
I wont forgive the unfair and the weak
Hopes flying away in broken glass
You all took apart of me
Apart of me
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5. |
Useless scum
02:44
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Learn to spare
wherever you can
the rich don't dare
be the garbage man
day by day
just eat your trash
go to the toilets
and make a trace
USELESS, USELESS
useless scum, you little whore
I don't like you, fuck dance floors
fuck you and your liquor store
keep your drugs and your louis d'or
shut ! up ! it's the song of the poor
rich ! pigs ! all they need is my 8 screws
fuck ! off ! burn your church and your boss too
pig ! man ! gonna hang tonight for sure
pull the hair
of your boss fuck sake
hit that face
like I kick that snare
Had a pee in
my corn flakes
rest in peace
fuck human race
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6. |
Violence is cheap
05:52
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Fuck survival
Crashing rules is key
There wont be
Do not write me,
I'm just horny
I dont care for whats going to follow
It leaves me here, still, detached
I am but an acorn,
Runing away
Runing away
Do not write me,
I'm just horny
Fuck survival
Crashing rules is key
There wont be
Do not write me,
I'm just horny
Fatality
Existence
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Tu penses vraiment meilleur éteint toute seule ?
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