1. |
Wish
03:36
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Good Evening Anarchists Everywhere
The queen is dead / And the government
have a price on their head / England is
turning inside out / All the people scream
and all the people shout / As they watch
shaking with fear / Now they know that
death is near
CHORUS // And how I wish you were
here / No survivors ever found / Now I
wish you were here / No survivors ever
found
How does it feel being abused / By
politicians living by their own rules / And
what are you going to do when the
sirens call / While they’re launching
their atomic bombs / Blind and ignorant
you said nothing at all
The vultures are all out of business / No
the children eat the dead / Cities fall
Manchester is burning up Darkening skys /
And what would you do and how would
you like all these tragic scenes? / But
you’re not here you’re not fucking here /
you’re not here you’re not fucking here /
you’re not here you’re not fucking here /
you’re not here / are you?
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2. |
Make Up
01:13
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Red and green and its so fake,
You’re feeling so sick and tired today
You’re actions prove that you are real
You’re aesthetic worn like the way you feel
CHORUS
Girl sitting alone with make up on
Doesn’t even know whats going wrong
See your reflection up in the glass
Self disgust and sinking fast
sinking fast!
sinking fast!
sinking fast!
Through thick black eyeliner she saw another
Over this suburban wasteland they stared at each other
Downing straight vodka getting wasted
Wearing masks of heroes, lipstick traces.
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3. |
Walls
03:14
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She whispers to you in her steel voice
She says you are part of the system
But its up to you the things that you do
To give them your assistance
Over and over I throw myself at the wall
Brick by brick built by me
CHORUS
Fight your society, destroy your society
Be antisocial, be what everyone hates
The wall broke down, now I’m free
I meet nothing, no sun, no love
Fall in love with them that hate
No you can’t think, can’t even take
Again I throw myself at the wall
But not with my body but with my mind
Fear, anger, hatred, anti social dreaming
I love my fear, I believe in hate
Adore my masks, and love my failure!
I love my fear, I believe in hate
Adore my masks, and love my failure!
I love my fear, I believe in hate
Adore my masks, and love my failure!
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4. |
Love Yourself
01:30
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Abort your niceness
What’s your crisis
Don’t try and fight us
We’re in your society
Your capitalist industries
Take our individuality
Our downtrodden anarchy
For-fills our poetic fantasy
CHROUS
YOU BELIEVE IN AUTHORITY
I BELIEVE IN MYSELF
BE YOURSELF, JUDGE YOURSELF
LOVE YOURSELF LOVE YOURSELF
Hypnotizing stares pierce into insubordination
Needing some escapism and intoxication
People watching all around
Abortion and Distortion
More poverty and misfortune
Love the night, wear it well
Forget everything…
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5. |
Fairy Lights
01:57
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Where we’re going we don’t need eyes to see
Where we’re going Where we’re going
we don’t need eyes to see
There were fairy lights
And I was feeling alright,
This place may be dirty
It doesn’t matter tonight
Backed up against the floors and walls
Dancing through derelict halls
CHORUS
Your beauty is like the bleakening sky’s
My love feels like some processed food
My passion empty like my words
My brain so dehydrated, sex so overrated.
Three friends and enemies
Don’t know what it means to me
Three friends and enemies
Who am I supposed to be
See the distance between us
Distance comes between us
Where we’re going we don’t need eyes to see
Backed up along the floors and chairs
Through cathedral halls, distance stares
Romance on the balcony, bleakening skys
Up all night with your widening eyes
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6. |
Complimanix
22:42
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CHORUS // Burn the books, burn their
Books / Destroy the old order / Burn
their books / Destroy their knowlege
/ Destroy Their Power / Destroy the
old order / Chaos as the new religion
/ No more sins will be forgiven / Jam
your head up with confusion /
Assinnate all their illusions
I am your salvation / I am your
butcher / We’ve had enough But we’re
getting stronger / we’re getting
stronger…
Dreams of damnation and the darkly
erotic / Now shortening breath /
The world sounds like static /
The world sounds like static…
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