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hurt people
03:32
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What if I was like you
What if I was so pretty
What if I was insane
Always someone else to blame
What if I was not sick
Everything is epic
It hits me, all this shit
What if I ain’t insane
I’d eat up all life
I’d come up in life
Head’s up, jaw’s all tight
Don’t fucking lie to me
I’d be your perfect lover
We could have everything
So gentle, so delicate
What if I ain’t insane
It’s over, I’m out, I’m gone
Hurt People go crazy
All the people go…
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daddy's little girl
05:04
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My eyes are (so) seductive
Your (fucking) lies are as well
My tears are your juice of joy
I adore you so much
Don’t tell anyone
I ensure it’s ok
Everyone does
Those feelings gonna pass
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drama triangle
04:16
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Hello, hello, look at me, I’m queen of absurdity
I’m frightened but brave, the abusive type
Our unaware bodies, well we’ve used
But our glooming souls we weren’t allowed to introduce
Now catch up, you little liars, but please don’t hunt me down
‘Cause I’ve already left your gross town
You are the reason this world will die
Oh but don’t care, ‘cause my tears will dry
I know your brothers/sisters, they’re shit like you
And all your brothers/sisters are sluts too
Spit on me and make me feel sorry
Shit on me and make me feel sorry
Spit on me and give me a wipe
Shit on you, you whole fucking tribe
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love is a porn star
04:53
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Love is a porn star now, with Hollywood glitter in her hair
Hate hosts a TV show, and it’s always on air
Grief is locked up in the basement, bread and water once a day
Fear sells her nude portraits in the streets, no filter by the way
Joy is anorexic, big teeth, bright smile, sharp cheeks
And Anger has a clean slate
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in your age
05:26
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Some things are too broken, too broken to mend
So you should not ask me questions, ‘cause it makes me feel strange
And you will be a loser, when you’re in my age
So I will you not ask you anything, ‘cause it makes me feel strange
Some things are too broken, too broken to mend
So I will not ask you questions,
‘cause I know it makes you feel strange
And I will be a loser, when I am in your age
So you should not ask me anything,
‘cause I know it makes me feel strange
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gutless
02:42
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Dropped in the center of the story
It echoes again, it echoes again
Trigger the dark side and don’t worry
I could burn someday
It echoes again
Are we gutless, are we sober?
The ghost of the second floor, he carried me over
The bridge right back to number four
Now tell me, are we gutless, are we sore?
Punish me with random eyes
There is no need to have a wounded pride
I’ll carry your mistake for you
Where are you heading to?
It echoes through
How could you call it a mistake,
if there wasn’t more to take?
Oh, infinite
Are we gutless, or are we sober?
Your ghost, he carried me over
The bridge right back to hardcore
We are gutless, we are sore
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shoot ev'ryone
12:23
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You need to comply your duty
And hit the road of success
Follow your drive to superiority
You need to defeat all weakness
Present your greatness and strength
This is the game, I came to win
Shoot ev’ryone, who’s ever been wrong
Shoot ev’ryone, who’s ever done wrong
Turn your fucking sadness into rage
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Daze Work Graz, Austria
Daze Work bewegen sich zwischen harten Punkriffs und melodiösen Gesangsparts, Tempowechsel inklusive. Klassische Songstrukturen werden um Noise/Feedback und treibende Schlagzeugpassagen erweitert und erschaffen so einen Sound, der von Gegensätzen lebt.
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