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Graveyard Upside Down
01:55
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Graveyard upside down
We are, all dead on our feet, ignored.
We are, aimless and deceased, betrayed.
I wonder what's really going on, inside their heads and how little they value us.
What are we to them? But coins and clowns, an excuse to be heartless.
I wonder how they sleep at night? they laugh at the body count, does it really get them off?
They know what they're doing and they're laughing to the bank.
We are, all dead on our feet, ignore.
We are, living in a grave yard upside down.
Take it all, take it all.
A never ending shit storm.
Take it all, take it all
Viral fear and it's airborne.
Take it all, take it all.
Corpses piled to the ceiling,
Take it all, take it all.
Devoid of feeling.
Graveyard upside down.
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2. |
War You Won't Believe
02:00
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America
What the fuck have you become?
Unlearning history
Embracing fascism
Lying is breathing
You push your narrative
Divide & conquer
With double negatives
Declarations with no authority
Racist agenda
A war you won't believe
So brace yourself
This is the end
No surrender
No compromise
Burn the system
Kill the lies
Anti fascists
Are the cure not the disease
For the 'good people'
The white supremacy
No condemnation
Of the redneck militia
No repercussions
For police brutality
Stand together
We are the red & black
Unite forever
And send them sliding back
Under their stones
Now cast your votes
Cut the head off
The body dies
Purge the White House
And cauterize
America you are a fucking joke
America you are a fucking joke
America you are a fucking joke
America then you finally woke
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3. |
Thornback
01:45
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Kicked out
Silenced in time
Stronger, stronger
She’ll fucking have you
And in her own way
She has kept
All of the promises made
She’ll fucking have you
Kept under wraps
Forced to wear her face
Power
The weight
Of expectation
Should not be yours
Yours to bear
Autonomous woman
I’ll stand with you
Cast off your chains
And take your true place
Fuck mankind
your life, your choice
Thornback
Don’t owe anyone silence or peace
Don’t owe anyone your existence
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4. |
Forever Cold
01:50
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You’re forever cold
You’re forever cold
Steel plated armoured flesh husk
Unflinching, all seeing eyes
Sickness in the belly
engulfed by tragedy
raked through guilt, fear and pain
13th Sep, our lives changed
You’re forever cold
You’re forever cold
Intubate swollen corpse
Hope is dangerous
Should I have pulled you down?
Up top from towers high
Did the story I read you
Seal your fate, or ground your flight?
You’re forever cold x4
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5. |
Beasts of England
01:34
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We're in a genocide you say? You spit your hot air, everyday. You read it in the leavess, you know better, fuck the evidence. They're coming after me and my England.
You're not me, change fears me and I see it in your eyes, your after everything I love. Telly told me so, i will not stand by and let you live in peace while i draw breath.
We're the beasts, at the gates, poorly trained, full of hate.
Ignorance above all.
Ignorance.
Ignorance above all.
Human life means fuck all.
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6. |
Sarcaustic
01:50
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Another day another grind
Another lie, axe to find
No one trusts anyone
You can’t flex to stay ahead
Paranoid wife, worried kid
This year’s ultimate test
Sick in the head
Sick in the lungs
Knock on death’s door, there’s room for more
What do you do?
When it comes for you?
Hard to get out of bed
When we’re all being misled
Lives are spent, keep the money
Keep the change, I want justice
Attack on the working classes
Keyworker safe? Fuck the masses
I just want my life back
Playing shows, keeps me on track
It’s just a line
It’s just a life
It’s just a job
It’s just who you are
It’s just a line
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7. |
My Cunt's Cunting Cunted
01:07
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The top human for fecundity Was Mrs Vassilyev from the Russian Federation 16 quads and 32 twins one husband and 21 triplets My Cunt My Cunt's Cunting Cunted My Cunt 4 decades of endless childbirth A constant state Of impregnation A grand total of 69 kids Her final words before she died was My Cunt My Cunt's Cunting Cunted
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8. |
The Sentence
02:33
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We've seen this all before, starring down the barrel of a constant class war. They learned nothing.
I can't fucking breathe, voices are silenced and crushed under knees. Comply to live.
You shot her in her sleep, a public fucking genocide and murder in the streets. There's no justice.
It's all the fucking same, you think they no longer need chains to be slaves but we won't take it.
You think your the judge,
You think your the jury.
You think your the executioner.
Sentence is. Death.
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9. |
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I'm starting over.
I ruined everything so I'll build it from the ground up.
Glue it together.
It's not the end of i still have the pieces.
The delicate art of killing everything and starting again from scratch.
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10. |
Daily Nail
01:57
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One by one, one by one, we are lowered into the death pit
One by one, the nail is hammered as we are layed down.
One by one, the hammer pounds and the box is closed.
One by one, a page is ripped out, the book is burned.
One by one, the shovel bores out our resting place.
One, by, one, we, are, nailed, closed, one, by, one, we, are, nailed, down.
One by one we fall.
One at a time we drop.
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11. |
Holiday In Cambornia
01:56
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Welcome to the brain drain
The edge of the fucking world
Lawless desolation
Toothless addiction
700 million bucks per annum
Ploughed into Cornwall by the EU
Fucking thrown away by the Brexit morons
Severing their own racist throats
Did they give a fuck? DON'T THINK SO
Do you see remorse? FUCK ME NO
Time to drain the swamp GOOD TO GO
Working class Tories digging their own graves
Tourists are not welcome
Suicide mentality
Cutting off the lifeblood
Choked economy
They don't like anyone different
Twisted time warp existence
Think they give a fuck? DON'T THINK SO
Do they feel remorse? FUCK ME NO
Time to pull the plug GOOD TO GO
Time to drain the swamp
Let's burn it down and start a-fucking-gain
IT'S TIME TO BURN IT DOWN BEGIN AGAIN IT'S TIME TO BURN IT DOWN BEGIN AGAIN
Welcome to the brain drain
The end of the fucking world
Enjoy your vacation
Cos it is time to Drain the swamp
And burn it down
And start a-fucking-gain
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12. |
Tower
01:26
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I see a room, with a shrouded monk
Comforting the frail, and offering release
Brought back, dragged back, hauled back.
Brought back, to rebuild once more
Dragged back, euthanasia by law
Trapped in a glass box
Cling film wrapped meals
timed self-care
Lights out at 9
Fish in a bowl
paused from your soul
It’s almost in reach
Life’s cruel leech
Time, time never ends
let the body mend
Death by choice
Is it for the best?
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13. |
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I'm coming, I am coming for you
I will kill you brother, kill your reputation.
I don't care what they say, you are nothing to me.
I’m sick here in your shadow but the sun is coming up.
Waited for you brother, i knew this day would come.
I'm not scared of you axel, the buzzsaw does not run.
Do you know what it's like?
Living in your Shadow, blinded by your legacy.
Knowing I could kill you, ain't breaking a sweat.
Before you'd grab your tomahawk, you'd be fucking dead
Buzzsaw, i will kill you brother.
Brother, i will kill you buzzsaw.
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14. |
The Pain That Alters
03:05
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I have nothing, i have nothing to show for myself. A legacy of wallowing in my own failings.
I have nothing, i have nothing to prove to myself. Fade to background, until one day they fail to notice.
Did this to myself.
I, did this to myself.
I, did this, to myself.
I dug my own grave and jumped right in.
I'm never coming out.
There are two pains in this world, the one that hurts and the one that alters.
Both are ripping through me, I'm just trying to numb the anguish.
I had my chance and failed to act, it all starts fizzing over.
It holds me down and pulls the mask, right off of my fat face.
Bury, me six, feet deep, in pity, pour in the pain, the hate, the shame.
There are two pains in this world, the one that hurts and the one that alters.
Both are ripping through me, I'm just trying to numb the anguish.
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15. |
Dead As Fuck Mind
01:49
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Diagnosis: you're fucked
Never really stood a chance in hell
You suck at being here
No fear until you heard
About the hand that fate had dealt you
Word is out that you are done
And everything you know
Is taken out of your control
And all that you can see Is the end, it's coming up fast
You're dead as fuck
I am the gone I am the lost
Now I have flown too far away
Time's up, you're gone
Woke up dead & now it's way too late
So long there's no goodbyes
The cries of grief and loss
Loose ends of your life remain unsolved for those you left behind
And everything you know Is taken out of your control
And all that you can see Is the end, it's coming up fast
And every single day
Races by in one memory
And everything you feel Means nothing now, it's time to deal
You're dead as fuck
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16. |
Piss Boiler
01:47
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You’ve got a great big mouth
but your shit scared
dangerous man
you hunt in plain sight
to be near you is to be a victim
To be near you is a curse
You … dangerous man
Dumb, drunk and in flames
A wolf with no pack
Skin the beast, read the bones
Guts don’t lie
The lone monster’s made
You act surprised that there’s no one left
Condemned in your loneliness
You … dangerous man
Dumb, drunk and in flames
Eaten and swallowed
Bellows to nothing
Respect for no one
Hatred burns for you
you fucking child.
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17. |
Prodigal Son
02:07
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Every day I look in the mirror and see the enemy. Sever the bloodline, to end this cycle of misery.
What am I to you? But a failed extension of yourself, a non-compliant, subordinating, disappointment.
You are not my son.
Brought you up to fear.
Raised you up to hate, those who ain't us and I refuse to change.
Blood is thicker than water, no longer true.
I'm gonna turn my back on you. I can't leave it all behind, what's done is done. You'll never be my son.
I will not be your, prodigal son.
I would rather die, fulfil the cycle.
I will not return, prodigal son.
See you in myself, this is why I'm full of hate.
I will not be your, prodigal son.
I would rather die, prodigal son.
This is why I'm full of hate.
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18. |
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Happy Christmas Good night fuck off
Been touring since forever
Cider & slumming though
Will take its toll 200,000 miles
Of hungover dread
And if you've got a problem
You can take it up
With my good friends in Right Said Fred
And Daphne & Celeste
Now I'm getting depressed
Cos Fred's going deaf
Merry Christmas Goodbye, that's it
You told us not to do it
When did we ever give
A flying shit
No pension on retirement
Back to the dole
Memories for a lifetime
But they won't pay the bills
We never made it
Wiltshire's favourite sons
Swindon's number one
Westcountry legends Best 2 piece bar none
This is goodbye This is the fucking end
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Rash Decision Falmouth, UK
16 years, 800 gigs and lots of releases.
Cornish fastcore / punk / hardcore / thrash.
www.linktr.ee/rashdecisionuk
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