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Dope
02:46
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Dope
Ain't no big lie / We are the worst
all of our friends / Remains in crust
you know that time / 's not on our side
you know these night / are in my mind
For all the years / That i have spend
For all these fights / That never end
I tried to grow / as a bad seed
In smoke and anger / Follow my Lead
For all these times i've felt so dope
it's kind a of a sad vertigo
when melancholy begin to stroke
i turn back on the radio
You know i'm right / she's a temptress
she'll realize / what you have guessed
you'll realize / you train in vain
it's so much pain / for so few gain
Refrain
Pont
There's a thrill going through my spine
don't you know we're the first to die
There's a storm shakin my mind
saying to me happiness is for the blind
it's a long ride / Against all Odds
I'm on your side/ against the world
cause in my mind / i was born to die
but in yours / I was born to try
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2. |
Gentrification
02:57
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Gentrification
When i'm on the edge of the place where i was born
i see so few places to go to
young hipster say you can go away
but my paycheck says it's not true
cause i'm stuck beteween bum and rich
and I was born at the border of misfits
i know you'be happy If i try to live in peace
with class traitors morons and those who hunts the witch
feels like i'm at the border of mischief
nowhere to go radical flow
shooting landlords in their bath
there is no hope softening the blow
you should stand off my path
Cause i know the cool things can't last
how did we get here just so fast
I know i'd be happy if i try to make it rain
chasin bootlickers out of the parade
Feels like i am the one mistake
we're stuck in a world that we did not choose
designed for whoever can pay
it's a new rule i saw it on the news
Forgive me i cannot act in this play
even if we're loosing day after day
i won't apologize for my way
I know i could be happy if i just could let it go
Thinkin' it's all right and go with the flow
What a sad picture to draw
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3. |
100 Strikes
04:05
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I alwayS heard my grandma said we're on earth to suffer
and i was thinkin' in my little head couldn't we make it much better
if we can't resign to give our live to a landlord or a boss
we'll have to cut them from our state just like we did with cross
I saw cutted and burned trees warming up the picket line
Still a better use for that than preparing our shrine
I thought the class role we play would always be on their feet
unless thousand of workerman come protest in the street
It may take a thousand years it would'nt be enough
all i need is a hundred strike to win the right to love
it may takes a thousand one but i'm not really afraid
that's how their world fuckin' goes, you struggle or you're dead
When the end of the year has come the union always say
Get some good shoes fella' cause you're gonna walk our way
it may take 100 strike but we'll get somewhere someday
it may takes a 100 night but i will love you anyway
My dad used to say days aren't getting any better
when you got nothing you own
You can't lose your chains by accident
they will follow you until you're done
It may take a thousand years it would'nt be enough
all i need is a hundred strike to win the right to love
it may takes a thousand one but i'm not really afraid
that's how their world really go, you struggle or you're dead
Little girl don't keep your hate to yourself
but i never said that you should wait
you were dancing round the fire like an elf
when you decide to steal the food from their plate
if the revolt to come is no gala dinner
writing silly love song ain't no class war either
It may take a thousand years it would'nt be enough
all i need is a hundred strike to win the right to love
it may takes a thousand one but i'm not really afraid
that's how their world fuckin go, you struggle or you're dead
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4. |
Devil Of A Way
02:35
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Devil of a way
I got a devil speakin in my mind
he's singin for better times
Questioning my self esteem
like a magazine of pride
he called himself the uncanney
that seemed weird even for me
his dirty song comes and goes
through non sense of his kind
And all the times i've been left behind are stabbing me in the back
the lessons i refused to learn won't wait the end of the track
But i wanna meet the angel at your back
I could have say word so obscene
to make you throw up your partiality
jokes about disabled kids
and fun facts about crack
I can't say i changed but i'm a little bored
of one night stand and cannibals
chasin me every night
when i don't have the strength to fight
i told my demons what's the use
the future isn't so bright
i killed my brains with cheap booze
But i'm ready for a night
But I wanna meet the angel at your back
He won't fall asleep until i'm done
let my head fall to ground
Cause i know time's so slow when you're bored of all
I've been a jerk for a bit of a while
The kind of cunt you'd like to see die
but i moved from here with style
In a big bang of angst and cry
Is there a counter where that is related
all the bill i swear to pay
all the offense i can't assume
and all the pain i can't endure
And all the times i've been left behind are stabbing me in the back
the lessons i refused to learn won't wait the end of the track
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