1. |
Kickstart
01:48
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Dig deep,
Beneath the rotten roots,
Below the soaking soil,
All you will find are scars and cracks.
Dig deep,
Behind the twisted truth,
Behind the dirt and oil,
and you will find I'll come right back.
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2. |
Burnout
02:46
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Debut song from Hardcore Punk outlet 'Snakefighters' of Hamilton, Ontario.
lyrics
Breathe your smoke,
Fill your lungs.
Tell your lies,
Your time is done.
Plant your roots,
Spoil the earth.
Rot your mind,
Destroy your worth.
Lay alone awake,
Burn away the night,
Sleep right through the day,
And waste away your life.
There is a chance,
A chance to get back up again.
I fucking know,
Cause I've been fucked up in my head.
Another pull, another day,
Without a care to give away.
You only think about yourself.
Waste case, burnout.
Afraid to face the scary world,
No wonder how your life will turn out,
You'll never make it on your own.
Careless, tune out,
So quick to turn your back,
Thoughtless, narcissist,
Disgusted by the heart you lack.
Wake up,
Leave your fucking tomb behind.
Wake up,
Leave your tomb,
Exit the dark,
Enter the light,
Your graves in sight.
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3. |
Pig
03:00
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This is my life,
and I live it well.
So take your pride,
and go to Hell.
Condescending,
Passing judgement just for sport,
I've got your message loud and clear.
You're just a pig inside a man,
You'll never get the life I live,
What I've done or where I've been.
You think you serve to keep us safe,
You're just a slave without a face.
Pig, pig, pig, pig!
Interrogate me,
Under me,
All the same.
Get your kicks from breaking bones.
I wouldn't piss on fire to save your fucking life,
But at least I'll treat you like a human.
You know they won't believe a thing,
So don't say shit but your name.
Just ask them if you're free to go,
Or touch the sky and don't let go.
Your only option is give up,
Or retaliate! Don't give a fuck.
But we'll never change the way it works,
Innocent last and guilty first.
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4. |
Bad Habit
03:45
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Hey man you know I'm really okay.
The gun in my hand will tell you the same,
But when I'm on my bike,
Don't give me no crap,
'Cause the slightest thing and I just might snap.
When I go riding I stay in my lane,
But getting cut off makes me insane.
I open the tool bag,
And reach inside,
I'm gonna wreck this fucker's ride.
I got a bad habit,
Of blowin' away,
Yeah, yeah!
I got a bad habit,
And it ain't goin' away,
Yeah, yeah!
Well they say the road's a dangerous place,
If you flip me off I'll get in your face.
You drive on my ass,
Your foot's on the gas,
And your next breath is your last!
Drivers are rude,
Such attitudes,
But when I show my piece,
Complaints cease.
Something's odd,
I feel like I'm God,
You stupid dumb shit god damn mother fucker!
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5. |
Finish Line
02:55
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There is no fucking finish line.
We all die,
and get buried in dirt.
Life is too short to die at work,
And if you don't belong, don't be long.
I feel this night sinking in my head,
and it feels alright.
Until I turn to dust,
I feel, I dream, I live,
and I fucking ride.
'Cause there was never a chance in Hell,
That I would play it safe.
That's just not the name of my game.
Keep moving along, keep moving along!
'Cause every single day we live,
Could be a day we die.
Keep moving along,
And get buried in dirt.
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6. |
Killswitch
02:30
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Frail.
Cold.
Broken and suffering.
Suffocate.
Feel the pain inside my bones until they start to break,
But I think I can see it now,
If it's a dream then it's fake.
If you're hungry, you take,
Like wolves in the Winter.
Frail.
Cold.
Broken and suffering,
Suffocate.
Feel the weight of the world til I start to break,
But I think I can see it now,
There's no time to be safe.
No right way to behave.
Life is mine for the taking.
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