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They’re coming to get us
They’ve been sieging for 50 days
‘cause we won’t
Crumble for their ways
They’re not gonna get us
They’re not gonna take us in
When they come
The true flame will win
Bar the doors, let the flames begin
They’ve been dying to break us
Aching to make us sin
Pull us down
In the shit they’re in
Bar the doors, let the games begin
Just let them come, ‘cause we won’t give in
There is a way to get out of here
Join the awaketeam, we’ll take you there
Drink this cup together
And we’ll be free forever
No bullets can harm us baby, no baby, no more
I’ll say it will get better
Should happen now whenever
Finish your cup and we’ll go there safely oh baby, come on
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2. |
Saturday City
04:09
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Drive me fast, so we can see the light
I know it’s out of reach but it’s shining O so bright
‘Cause I’ve been swimming ‘round in darkness
Here with I, myself and me
We should be dancing under the lights. the only place I want to be
Aaah
They said that I should stay away, but it’s just making me worse
So lead me in
And I I can’t hide it
There is no point to even try to fight it
Sit down and pull the lever
Just want to stay right here with you forever
And I’ll always keep searching for,
I’ll always be searching for saturday city,
for saturday city
Can I say
Don’t go, please stay
Cause I’ve been looking like a madman
I’ve been searching worlds for you
I’ve been dreaming of this moment
‘Cause I wish you want it too
Aaaah
I’ve got a deadly case of fever
And only you could make it stop
So tuck me in
And I I can’t hide it
There is no point to even try to fight it
Sit down and pull the lever
Just want to stay with you right here forever
And I’ll always keep searching for,
I’ll always be searching for saturday city,
for saturday city
And I just wanted you to know
That I would never let you go
Cause I’ll always keep searching for
I’ll always keep searching for saturday city, for saturday city
And I’ll always be searching
And I’ll always be searching for saturday city, for Saturday city!
And I’ll always keep searching for,
I’ll always be searching for saturday city,
for saturday city
And I just wanted you to know
That I would never let you go
Cause I’ll always keep searching for
I’ll always keep searching for saturday city, for saturday city
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3. |
The End Is Her
03:41
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You make me fall one step of the beat
Have mercy, I can’t take this burning heat
Don't you ever think of me at all?
The wait feels endless for your phone to take my call
What is it about us you so deeply hate
I understand the question but I can’t relate
And they say, and they say
It won’t get better
And I say, and I say
You should be humble before you're throwing that stone
They suffer sadly all alone
I’m standing right here but you're scouting for another
I’m all the things you fear so why do I even bother
You’re walking so proud, I can’t hardly crawl
I’m lying here in shame, you're standing tall
I’m not the one of us who needs liberation
you should turn and count your losses
‘cause you're heading towards damnation
And they say, and they say
It won’t get better
And I say, and I say
You should be humble before you're throwing that stone
They suffer sadly all alone
And it is tragic ‘cause in a minute they're gone
Goodbye, farewell, it’s said and done
Ah yeah-ea-ea ah yeah
You should be humble before you're throwing that stone
They suffer sadly all alone
And it is tragic ‘cause in a minute they're gone
Goodbye, farewell, it’s said and done
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I DON’T CARE ‘BOUT! NO! I DON’T CARE ‘BOUT
I don’t care about this nation
and I don’t care about this flag
I don’t care about those sick, sick souls with their minds wrapped up in their bags
You’ll never get your sweet validation
The fact you crave it should make you sad
You can afford to lose your world
If you could see what you already have
I don’t want more of your salvation
Your bullshit mantra will drive us mad
And you are messing with my temptation
I DON’T CARE ‘BOUT! NO! I DON’T CARE
I don’t want more of your salvation
Your bullshit mantra will drive us mad
And you will lead us in to damnation and it’s the best that we’ve ever had
And we’ll cut it all away
And we’ll
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Say what you want to if that is what thou wilt
Not gonna listen, ain’t got that time to kill
I know what you want, but you give me noise
Go back to your church with the Backstreet Boys
I know, I know
Why do you hate my guts so
You think you lead your own way but all you do is follow
You’re convinced you don’t condemn
Baby, you are just like them
You’d die to shut me up
but I didn’t plan to talk, my friend
And your intention, you got a hole to fill
Want me to suffer, want me to pay your bill
You say that line thinking it’s your choice
Go back to your church with the Backstreet Boys
I know, I know
Why do you hate my guts so
You think you lead your own way but all you do is follow
You’re convinced you don’t condemn
Baby you are just like them
You’d die to shut me up
If there was something that I wanted to say,
Then I would say it
But it’s only fucking suckers in here,
So just forget it.
But there’s only one thing, one thing you should know
If there was something that I wanted to say,
Then I would say it
But it’s only fucking suckers in here,
So just forget it
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6. |
A Villain's Monologue
03:27
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Hey boy, what’s up with that attitude
you should show some gratitude
Don’t you know I made you, dude
You're nothing but the interlude
Your lack of facts is kind of rude
I think you suffer some delusions ‘bout your self-appointed magnitude
There is no greatness that you’re destined for
Stay in your seat, keep your feet on the floor
You should be careful when you're flying in this altitude
cause there’s a fire up in here and you’re waiting to be barbecued
You wouldn’t last against me for a minute
You are here on holiday and I am here to win it
I wanna touch the sky, yeah, maybe I’m a mess
I wanna torch the world, yeah baby, I confess
I can smell your mouth from here decaying.
I don’t believe you understand a single word you’re saying.
why are you staying?
So get down on your knees ‘cause you better start praying
You wouldn’t last against me for a minute
You are here on holiday and I am here to win it
I wanna touch the sky, yeah, maybe I’m a mess
I wanna torch the world, yeah baby, I confess
And you won’t get your way
No Satan, not today
will this oxymoronity never end
You’re rambling on like a reverend
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7. |
Nuns, Guns & Cowboys
02:57
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Hello, I have not seen you here before
come join us shaking on the floor, the floor, the door to sweet oblivion
And we are dancing ‘till it’s gone, we wave our flags and sing our songs,
our songs, our songs about Utopia
You say you don’t hear a sound, but I can hear the angels sing
To you it may all be death, but to me it is everything
I heard they caught you on the run
I heard they caught you with the gun, cash and stocking
said things that were predictably shocking
Don’t you say that I’m out of touch
Don’t you dare claim it’s all a crutch, a crutch
No, fuck you very fucking much
You say you don’t hear a sound, but I can hear the angels sing
To you it may all be death but to me it is everything
Don't blame me for the plagues you're bringing
the smell of despair lingers on your breath
I can hear the angels singing
As I see the world be laid to rest
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I don’t wanna hear that now, done so many times before
No need to remind me now, you already closed that door
You would love it here, but with anyone but me
Wouldn't mind if we locked up that chance and threw away the key
But I’m still waiting for that day
Don’t you know I lie when I say:
I never liked you like that
I never liked you like: «all I ever wanted was kind of you to like me back»
Set your strike, I don’t have anything you like, they offer things I never could
I'm not worthy of your time
Think I’ve got that one understood
How could I want that shit you sell
You are rotten to the core
But I’m stuck here in the candy shop and keep on wanting more
But I’m still waiting for that day
Don’t you know I lie when I say:
I never liked you like that
I never liked you like: «all I ever wanted was kind of you to like me back»
And if I can’t find a way
Then let the waves get me
I’m still waiting for the day
That you let me
I never liked you like that
I never liked you like: «all I ever wanted was kind of you to like me back»
I never liked you like that
I never liked you like: «all I ever wanted was kind of you to like me back»
And if I can’t find a way
Then let the waves get me
I’m still waiting for the day
That you let me
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9. |
Burn The Blasphemer
02:53
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Hey little drama, now what’s your deal?
Does it take a whole life to heal?
Was it something that I said?
Some things I got you never had?
Do stop! Please shut up
Tie the noose, hang loose instead
And I never said this would be easy
I’m sorry that you thought that you could beat me
How dare you roll your eyes when you see me
‘cause I’m the one you'd wish that you could be
I said repent on your hypocrisy, ‘cause this is blasphemy
You’re next to nothing next to me, suck your malignity
Belittled, little, shitty bee, sting and death will set you free
Mr., you ain’t fooling me for seconds
We both know so well you don’t listen to those fucking records
We go again, the same event, it’s win or lose
It’s first pants, then your shoes
And I never said this would be easy
I’m sorry if you thought that you could beat me
How dare you roll your eyes when you see me
‘cause I’m the one you'd wish that you could be
I said repent on your hypocrisy cause this is blasphemy
You’re next to nothing next to me, suck your malignity
belittled, little, shitty bee, sting and death will set you free
All your delusions of sin
Sucker you are full of them, where shall I begin?
Won’t take part of your world or the shit that you’re swimming in
Swimming in
Won’t take part of the world or the shit that you're swimming in
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You talk like this idea is your own invention
We both know that care is not your intention
I can see through you, I’m calling your bluff
I’m sick of your bullshit, and I’ve had enough
Enough..
‘Cause this world is not for us
Another night, another day
I know you hate when facts get in your way
They may have forgotten, but I clearly remember.
Another night, another day
I know you hate when facts get in your way
Is it really worth it to keep that act?
You’re both sheep and wolf, and that’s a fact.
You needed attention, so you wrote them a letter.
Playing all along, so you could feel better.
I’m tired of your mindtricks
Don’t want any of your lifetips
I’m on to you, you’re too slick
I’m watching you, you fake dick
Another night, another day
I know you hate when facts get in your way
They may have forgotten, but I clearly remember.
Another night, another day
I know you hate when facts get in your way
You were someone different from last September
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