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Do you think you can win, become a hero, god or king?
Information is everywhere, big brother is standing over there.
Controlling your every move, spreading breadcrumbs you can fight over.
Forget everything you ever learned, it only matters how much you earn.
Or at least what you can spend, keeping business alive till the end.
And you’re a whining little shit, for thinking you deserve what’s remotely fair.
Hey this is so bizarre, let me help you remember who you are,
we're all workers, born and bred - we’re 99% enough said!
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It's Everything
01:21
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Before everything, nothingness in excess.
Raising the child of emptyness, behold - it’s old.
The right wing mantra is the new universal truth,
where nothing can be fair, free, equal, without power just and good
Everything I wanted to say has been said before, I just repeat it again.
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He’s on the coin ”the whore-man”
He’s the man of the day
In sync with traditions, and
stupid’s got nothing to say
Why should we end what’s working, you say
he represents us and the state
well, that’s the whole issue
God and state is our enemy
A single man, god given rights
Feudal fuck, we stil can´t demise
He’s all that’s wrong, not times long gone
Present system filled with lies
No fairy tale, of sweet delights, we have to
tear down the monarchy!
Passing on the power
from father to child
this is our constitutional law
and he can’t be put to trial
The collective symbol of the nation
when nation in it self is wrong
Highest power of the army
that can prepress each and every one.
A single man, god given rights
Feudal fuck, we stil can´t demise
He’s all that’s wrong, not times long gone
Present system filled with lies
No fairy tale, of sweet delights, we have to
tear down the monarchy!
I can’t be silent no more, I’ll scream my lungs out for sure
this is what I wanted to say
this is what I want you to hear
this is what i wanted to sing
and this is what I want us to scream
This is it! God save the king, he’s dead , that’s it!
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Ass At The Art Exhibit
01:47
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An art show, the audience is here
with great suspense, what to expect?
This is it!
Performance art, the audience gets bent
What’s next to come, clap my ear?
This is it, I know that this is it!
The room is filled, we’re standing close
right behind me - an elderly
This is it!
A sigh from behind, I’m bending down
to clear the view, so he can see
This is it, I know that this is it!
I can’t believe, this is what you came for! I CAN’T BELIVE THIS IS IT!
Gave him the eye, smirk on his face
what do you want, get away from me
This is it!
the clapping hands, beside my head
anger is rising, I’ll punch your face
This is it, I know that this is it!
Give me a break, what’s there to miss
You arrogant ass, what do you want from me?
This is it!
I’m getting mad, you upper class bitch
take your head out of your ass
I can’t believe, this is what you came for! CAN’T BELIVE THIS IS IT!
I clinch my fist
take a big breath
I’m bigger still
you’re sick in the head
I can’t believe, this is what you came for! CAN’T BELIVE THIS IS IT!
YOU CLAP ONE MORE TIME YOUR DEAD!
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First In Line Linköping, Sweden
Oldschool hardcore punk from Linköping, the only way we know it.
Love making songs that matter, love playing shows.
email: info@firstinline.se
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