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STONE
01:48
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Let me introduce you to our final act
A chemical reaction equals noise pollution
If the worlds ablazing (yeah)
Local Support
Are here to watch it burn
No need to run
No need to hide
Because we're fucking up your town
Modern living, a new universe
The point I'm making, no magic pill to take
If the world's ablazing (oh)
Local Support
Are here to watch it burn
No need to run
No need to hide
Because we're fucking up your town
We’ve never listened
Never checked our moral compass
Because it's broken and you can't fix it
Local Support
Are here to watch it burn
No need to run
No need to hide
Because we're fucking up your town
Aural mass extinction
Tinnitus acid test
You wanna know what mass control is
Try taking your finger out of your arse
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COLD
02:06
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I called your phone but you weren't home
The operator said that line has gone cold
I guess we'll never know why you have gone so arctic cold
Pick up the phone and tell me what's wrong
But this line, this line has gone cold
I guess we'll never know why you have gone so arctic cold
This is a song for anyone who has been done wrong
By people we have known for far too long
Now I'm not saying that they ain't deserving
But every time I try to get in touch
1800 WHO GIVES A FUCK
I guess we'll never know why you have gone so arctic cold
Just check your soul for an empty fucking hole
Pick up the phone and tell me what's wrong
Because this dialing tone
1800 WHO GIVES A FUCK
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JANE
01:28
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I can't feel my body anymore
Exhausted, tortured
But my feet will carry me
To an unknown sea of silhouettes
A quick glance behind (out of breath)
Your hands around my throat
Moment lasts a lifetime
Demons soar above me
Paralysed, I surrender
My last gasp (brawl)
You’re in my sights
Succumb to my fury and pull the trigger
(Or see my reflection)
Russian roulette
Submissively plead for mercy
Dignity collapses
Outrageous scum
Defamation
Recreation
Alienation
A last breath
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AUSTEN
01:15
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The first time that we met I knew that you would be trouble
Uncertainty
Remorse
The only thing you sold
The words that left your mouth
Sounded just like Jane Austen
Who knew it would mean bullshit
Not I
In past lives I wouldn't have been such a fool
In alternative timelines we could have been more
You surfed the waves of my mind
Pulled on the strings of my heart
The words that left your mouth
Sound just like Jane Austen
Who knew it would mean bullshit
Not I
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Sat 27th April - Subversiv e.V., Berlin
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