1. |
My Bad Reputation
03:36
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First click i was shocked
My father told me its bad but he didn't block
I had no alternative than to watch
so i learned - that it had to be rough
Education through the mainstream
Because the hipster shit is to expensive
How should i be tender
Love loud and wild. I surrender
I give a fuck
I give a fuck,
like my bad reputation
i give a fuck
I give a fuck,
like my bad reputation
Never fight fire with fire
Get a job and be hired
Best case you get married
You have no clue but you share it
Thats bullshit, i need to learn
How i fucking enjoy, How I use a dirty word
Thank Chechu for getting wet
while the camera is running. Your just the best
I give a fuck,
I give a fuck,
like my bad reputation
i give a fuck
I give a fuck,
like my bad reputation
I give a fuck, I give a fuck, I give a fuck,
I give a fuck, like my bad reputation
I give a fuck, I give a fuck, I give a fuck,
I give a fuck, like my bad reputation
If the system is fucked up
peg the system
If the system is fucked up
peg the system
If the system is fucked up
peg the system
If the system is fucked up
peg the system
I give a fuck,
I give a fuck,
like my bad reputation
i give a fuck
I give a fuck,
like my bad reputation
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2. |
Act of Naivety
03:22
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Loving is an act of naiveté
Hit me if you disagree
We stand on the platform lines
And wait for delight
I don’t care if the world would break apart
In this moments when
I don’t know how long it takes
Until I follow my own sake
People look ugly and so do I
Drinking beer but it don’t make me fly
Boast I listen to technical death metal
While crying to Elliott Smiths tunes
Boast I listen to technical death metal
While crying to his tunes
I cry to his tunes
I cry to his tunes
I cry to his tunes
His tunes, his tunes, his tunes
And some say its easy
To forget it’s the only thing
I never do
Love now we’re living that pure
Boast I listen to technical death metal
While crying to Elliott Smiths takes
Boast I listen to technical death metal
While crying to his tunes
I cry to his tunes
I cry to his tunes
I cry to his tunes
Soft core hard shell
Soft core hard shell
Break it away
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3. |
Distortion
04:01
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Speakers throw information
Reflecting on concrete walls
Waiting for an action
Waiting to be gone
Foreign Language performance
A man struggles with his life
December Sunday mornining
He screams out loud
Social
Distortions
Social
Distortions
People stand apart
Distance as if they’re on mars
Everyone minds their business
Surrounded by rivalry
The man is still shouting
Blue rays illuminate his face
He must be phoning
Disconnected of the persons around
Social
Distortions
Social
Distortions
Confused hearts
Enraged thoughts
Coverd by suits
and masks
Social
Distortions
Social
Distortions
Confused hearts
Enraged thoughts
Coverd by suits
and masks
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4. |
Bullshit Bingo
03:23
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The say it’s easy, to reach what I want
They say „we’re equal, become what you want“
The say „you’ll reach it, just try hard enough “
They say „it’s easy“, they have no clue at all.-
Open your eyes. Is this a big demand?
Change your perspective, educate yourself!
Don’t talk bullshit, while you could listen
Then you’d get that chances are different.
I have enough of your fairytales
I have enough that you still defend
I have enough that you don’t understand
I have enough 'cause it hurts always
I have enough of your fairytales
I have enough that you still defend
I have enough that you don’t understand
I have enough 'cause it hurts always
Although these lines are written by a white privileged man who lives a career-model in a neoliberal state.
These lines are written for whose dreams get denied. When gender roles, skin color prevent their ways.
I want to educate myself, because of the open wounds that my friends are suffering from.
As long as a privileged gender and white supremacy rules this land. Racist structures and patriarchy is hidden deep in ourselves.
I wish as white man, that more white people educate themself. Racism is in me and anchored in every person day.
I wish as white man, that more man, take over care and inform themselves what bullshit was decided during the absence of females.
I have enough of your fairytales
I have enough that you still defend
I have enough that you don’t understand
I have enough 'cause it hurts always
I have enough of your fairytales
I have enough that you still defend
I have enough that you don’t understand
I have enough 'cause it hurts always
The say it’s easy. to reach what I want
They say „we’re equal, become what you want“
The say „you’ll reach it, just try hard enough “
They say „it’s easy“, they have no clue at all.-
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5. |
Needless
03:27
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If we meet and I help to solve your puzzle
And you weren’t even annoyed, that I took the sky and assembled
It together, every piece fulfilled me
And we sat and were calm, were calm as the sea
Those single words that fall over the cliff of my lips
Don’t have a meaning. just anchors of the peace
that surrounds me so I don’t have to swallow,
All this sorrow, I forgot it down at the corner
It’s just amazing to be
It’s just amazing to be
It’s just amazing clear
It’s just amazing clear
As long as my mobile Isn’t more than music
And no gps-signal start to confuse me
and bring back this connection between me and those shadows,
that hold me down and which made me breathe heavily
I give a fuck on the world, and I give a fuck bout you
broken hearts and heavy thoughts can’t climb through
the clouds over this house that are overwhelming me
it’s sunny on the other side. I’m able to see. I’m able to see clear
AND I FOLLOW MY INTUITION
AND LISTEN TO THE COMPOSITION OF THE CITY
WHILE I IGNORE THE AIRPLANS AND THE GREED
I DON’T HAVE NEEDS, I DON’T HAVE NEEDS
Alerts in short frequencies frighten me
Everybody wants to talk to me
They flirt and enchant I can’t take it for real
Digital harassment, give me privacy please
It’s just amazing to be
It’s just amazing to be
It’s just amazing clear
It’s just amazing clear
AND I FOLLOW MY INTUITION
AND LISTEN TO THE COMPOSITION OF THE CITY
WHILE I IGNORE THE AIRPLANS AND THE GREED
I DON’T HAVE NEEDS, I DON’T HAVE NEEDS
AND I FOLLOW MY INTUITION
AND LISTEN TO THE COMPOSITION OF THE CITY
WHILE I IGNORE THE AIRPLANS AND THE GREED
I DON’T HAVE NEEDS, I DON’T HAVE NEEDS
I meant to be here
I don't have needs
I meant to be now
I don't have needs
I meant to be here
I don't have needs
I meant to be now
I don't have needs
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6. |
These Ways
04:44
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Talking about ways it used to be
Telling about emotions we felt
And maybe you don’t understand
Why I share my thoughts with you
These ways
You’ve been guided
These Ways
I try shortcuts
These Ways
Do you really always
want to follow them
And you respond
In the past everything had been so simple
For you somehow it worked out
And I ask back
Did none of your friends have a doubt
About these ways
These ways
You’ve been guided
These Ways
I try shortcuts
These Ways
Do you really always
want to follow them
These ways
You’ve been guided
These Ways
I try out shortcuts
These Ways
Do you really always
want to follow them
I want to follow them
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