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Keeps me alive
02:26
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we got the poison
we got the nails
so, why need more?
my paranoia keeps me alive
so why have I to cure myself?
I break the tension speaking alone
poison!
you gotta run, gonna spit and turn
I got a large heart for just one love
they said I'm mad, maybe they're right
it's my skill, it's called paranoia
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2. |
Wet Bones
03:40
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I'll break your stuff
I'll read your magazines
gimme a reason a reason to submit
that's your tired life
a life you're dragging away
I can see it every single day
I got no romance,I'm getting ice cold
I lost thousand of friends but you're
always here
there is a part of me you had
never know
I recognize it when I'm all alone
in your black hole I can leave my bones
I can stand hearing your voices
I got no feelings, only sensations
but everything is falling (down)
I got this rage, you see it when I'm singing
I'd like to be more convinced of what I say
daily abuses, endured and provoked
make me suffer
so, I suffer well
feel the suffer
so suffer well
in your black hole I can leave my bones
I can stand hearing your voices
I got no feelings, only sensations
but everything is dead
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3. |
You watch my face
03:25
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5. |
Clean me
03:01
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6. |
L.I.P.H.I.S.
04:41
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7. |
Bring'em down
03:41
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I put miles of wax on the curbs to grind better,
my knees hurt, please don't ring my bell
psychology steps forward giving the bill for all the silent years, salty years
psychosomatic to the soul but strong and firm on the outside, where is the outside?
true sadness is realinzing everything fades and it's just a moment the one to enjoy, enjoy
bring'em down they're so near
and there's someone already satisfied with the basic idea of wath you can call a way of living
coherence is an understimated value, but who doesen't change mind? betray
bring'em down they're so near
appreciating the tru tension creating respect among people
the hole is just around the corner, it scares
a dead cat smashed on the black asphalt
bring'em down they're so near
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8. |
Wailing
03:32
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she's sleeping alone under a /0s blanket
misurdenstanding is awful after such a long time
things are rather tense a stranger will sleep alone in his stinky room
watch out
is this livin'? everyone takes and no one gives back, groans and a few pleasures
watch out and scream but it was so sweet
poor dialogue being always nervy is so sad, an orderly wall in his head
watch out and scream
I hope you'll find your way to carry on
wailing
knowing someone by sight after such a long time expecting to be understood without any effort
watch out and scream
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9. |
For today
03:14
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where are you? what's happened to myself?
I guess I'mlost in the land of opportunities
I feel naked, so sick and tired
what we deserve is the end we're coming to
(for today) I'm guilty
(for today) I did nothing
(for today) I'm sorry
no one could hear you screaming
repeating the same old things
you'll be sorry when I'm gone
rape me
sorry, I'm so sorry today
but I always thought it was too great for me
it's so sad, her end's so close
deaf to her same old words
you'll be sorry when I'm gone
rape me
I gave you all and you screwed me
rape me
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10. |
She pukes herself
03:37
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like no one else, she pukes herself, why you say we're strangers if I know you so well
I see all much more clearly now, where you find your stars, I will lose them all
trying to understand why you bury your face for, with your twisted arms, I'll be smiling for
your incoherence, of your coherence, even is she's great, she pukes herself
cry here on me, dilate me
good people, always waste their tears, but nobody can understand about them
dryed eyes, closed mouth, even if she's great she pukes herself
cry here on me, dilate me, why should I give up, let me learn, dilate me
when I smell, I smell so of you, what's the rhythm of your life?
you'll be sorry when you realize, your metronome is too unloaded
when I smell, I smell so of you
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11. |
Better dogs than gods
03:06
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Pray & pay
02:29
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hey pray, pay, as Ian MacKaye said
pray pay pray, you call it religion
pray pay pray, you're full of shit
and you pray
oh god hold me, hold me tender
and I'll admit you're my leader
I can't trust myself but I wonder if I'll get in your new heaven
your god's tough on clouds while
you pray, pay, pray, but, is he there when you suffer?
pray, pay, pray
oh god hold me, hold me tender
and I'll admit you're my leader
I can't trust myself, no one trusts myself
nothing I've built in my life makes me wishing well
I can't trust myself I can't trust myself
nothing I've built I swing among my sins and my prayers
priests have much fun with guys while
you pray, pay, pray, than they tell you
how to drop your miseries
and you pray
will you pray for this shit, will you pay that shit?
you call sin what I call human behaviour
come and pray and come and pay and
does god's light lead you or blind you?
waiting for something more
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13. |
Wasted time
02:23
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14. |
Italian pizza
01:28
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poor italian groups no one cares about them already listened nothing new to purpose no one in the pit now there's only my mom who's screaming up "your great friendscene is dead!" please use your head
try to, don't conform you can see a lot of peolple at the american shows "oh my god! I've touched my Fat Mike!" unlucky italians
I would like to break thousand self produced cd's on your face please use your head try to, don't conform
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15. |
Understand
02:01
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16. |
Rise up
02:25
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17. |
A reason
01:59
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18. |
Our scene
03:07
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19. |
G.I.G.O
02:08
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20. |
Babbà
02:17
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21. |
Feel
02:07
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22. |
Like voices
02:29
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23. |
XXX
02:24
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24. |
Don't care about me
01:59
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25. |
De party goes on
03:18
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26. |
They will make it
01:12
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Decrew Monza, Italy
decrew
from Italy
life is pain,
hardcore is suffering
since 1991
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