- Sick
Sick of drying up in the sun
Sick of this island
Sick of fun
Sick of going sober
Sick of starting over
Sick of Black Flag
Sick of Cro-Mags.
- Back In '84
Back in 84' i nearly choked on the u-cord
until my dad came and cut me loose
he said, 'the pain you felt today, it will never go away'
and 'the best way out is always through'.
He said, 'watch out for the world trying to shape you
living here you got to know the truth'
twenty five years later everything is the same
- Cold Cold Night
I feel so sorry
On a Saturday night
I feel so lonely
On this cold, cold night
On this cold, cold night
On this cold, cold night
- Don't Touch Me
Wretched feeling and feeling split
gone into and around the back
I don't have any feelings, only some of servitude
cringing, crying, awake
don't look at me or anything
Volatile, simple minded, only sinking and deprived
You know you're a mistake
all of you feeling nothing but to take
- Hysteria
How will we survive
They continue to ask
No one ever does
No one ever does
There's so much grief
In breaking for bread
Hysteria...
- Last Session 4Ever mehr info im Songtext
Viele jahre ein begleiter meiner selbst , die Musik
hat mir oft über dinge hinweg geholfen. Doch mittlerweile kann sie es auch nicht mehr.
GoodBye Music
Starsplash - Cold As Ice
Splash - Wünsch dir Was
Kin Keen vs. The Real Booty Babes & Disco Boys - 24U
- Loves to Entertain You
This mix is special for Luisa =)
HandsUp - Hardstyle - UK Hardcore (Happy Hardcore)
Mr. G - Auf Uns
Martin Tungevaag - Wicked Wonderland 2014
Moreno feat. Justin Fitch - Stereo
Marc Kiss - High On Emotion
- My Hands Are Made Of Spite
There's a conflict being fought that weighs us down as we ignore it.
We can taste it on our tongue, feel it burning through our skin.
Solutions can take away the years, still it lingers in the air we breathe.
Trying to escape the past each second sucks blood out of me.
Forced to wear all my misfortunes.
Grow up like a modern man, still I can't find time to made amends.
Such a hopeless wreck swearing with a spited tongue.
Everything I gave out, I am getting back.
- Raping of Their Children
All life in (?*) hands
I fade into this Night
He made a shadow of me
A watermark on canvas
So (?*)
Blood spilt from their graves
Come to me, children
- Someday
when it's cold and the world is gray
and the rain won't go away
i see your smile and your glowing face
the rain is gone without a trace
sweetness under the moon
or a sunny afternoon
take my heart and my life
- Terminal Addiction
Every day i'm suffering from terminal addiction flood bank memory, turning me away frome me suck it down and cut it up Humanness and self-distress Every day addicted downward circling, burning at both ends, addicted Reality is futile, it poisons my existence pseudo images, policy, management I need alcohol, cocaine and demerol caffeine, nicotine, vicodin, heroine addicted
- The Lines In My Forehead
Among the wolves live tired sheep A match to fire in a thousand trees Try to survive without sacrifice Carry your emotions in the shape of a knife I have never felt so ashamed Behind closed doors is where i stay All the Pain i feel inside Willing to set myself on fire Shake the earth head through floor
- Throwing Bricks
I'm going to throw this fucking
bottle as hard as I can hope it hits
you in the teeth make you learn
your lesson it's dog eat dog in a
place like this hard luck life sucks
so I use my fists I got a chip
on my shoulder i'm on a losing
streak there's a cloud of contempt