1. |
Mösh Pit
03:13
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You see the final breath
Erupting from my lungs
I'm dancing into death
Goodbye, my loved ones
When I'm dead
Will you drink my blood,
Sweat and spit?
I'm gonna die in a mosh pit
You see the final breath
Erupting from my lungs
I'm breaking into death
Goodbye, my loved ones
When I'm gone
Recycle bones to build a stage
Now I'm done
And I can die in a mosh pit
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2. |
Amygdala
03:08
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We want your blood,
We want to suck the life from your eyes
And while you die
You'll look at our happy faces
You cannot hide
From something living in your head
“Wes Craven” so bad
To see you motherkisser dead
We want your blood
And your sweet flesh
Binge watching your whole life
Falling apart
Enjoy your blood, howling
And when you sleep
We're gonna find you in your dreams
And hunt you down
Be sure there will be no redeem
Cause we want your blood
We want to suck the life from your eyes
And while you die
You'll look at our happy faces
We want your blood
And your sweet flesh
Binge watching your whole life
Falling apart
Enjoy your blood, howling
We want your blood
We want your blood
Binge watching your whole life
Falling apart
Enjoy your blood, howling
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3. |
Succubus-Incubus
02:33
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Life's a fucking scum, always used to be
Shadow of a friend sits in front of me
These words you forgot - dignity and hope
Lonely broken shell, don't you get it?
Succubus is its name
Pledging you the heaven
To cook you on a low flame
Incubus' bloody fame
When it's done with you
It's gonna dance on your grave
Life's a fucking scum… Cannot be a friend
Of a shallow ghost, happy on command
Picking up my favourite parts, then move apart
Cannot rip the fangs out of a human heart
Succubus is its name
Pledging you the heaven
To cook you on a low flame
Incubus' bloody fame
When it's done with you
It's gonna dance on your grave
Succubus-incubus is gonna kill my friend
Succubus-incubus is your death
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4. |
EVOL my Friends
03:04
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Friends, friends, I hate my friends
Friends, friends, so sick of them
Friends, friends - they make no sense
Friends, friends, I need no friends
I hate my friends
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5. |
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Now, I'd like to make it clear:
We're drunk, out of control
Lost our minds and fear
Queen McDregs and king O'Scum
Here we come
Give me love, I'll give you alcohol
Cause tonight
We're gonna fucking die
Here we come
Queen McDregs and king O'Scum
Lost our minds and fear, drunk and dumb
Smudged in love, drunk and dumb
Queen McDregs and king O'Scum
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6. |
Oh, spare Change...
03:01
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Hello pretty, welcome here
Say, do you have spare change for me?
You got a scoff, but it's too few
For all my love to belong to you
I'm sick, I'm tired, I've struggled for a while
I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die
All the world is mine, is mine
Everyone I'll buy, I'll buy
For spare change
Bastard of a man and a fly
Treat my like shit - what else am I?
A nickel cannot buy me a loaf
I'm pretty stove in dealer's glove
I'm sick, I'm tired, I've struggled for a while
I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die
All the world is mine, is mine
Everyone I'll buy, I'll buy
Every man and every single fly
All the world is mine, is mine for spare change
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7. |
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Oh my God, please eat me whole, do me like a clyster
Burn my body, save my soul, drown in a golden glister
I can smell the outer space, I can taste your magic
While you take dump on my face - teenage Goddess' tragic
Teenage God from outer space landed its love on my face
Love is dripping down my face
I can smell and taste the grace
Thank a lot, teenage God
Holy dad with a big white hat, child molesting rabbit
Pissed jeans pays off as bad as a deadly habit
I can smell the outer space, I can taste your magic
While you take dump on my face - teenage Goddess' tragic
Teenage God from outer space landed its love on my face
Love is dripping down my face
I can smell and taste the grace
Thank a lot, teenage God
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8. |
Gasoline Sky
03:25
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Put your feet on gas, put your feet on gas if you dare
Put yourself on edge, put yourself on edge and don't care
Kick the handlebar, kick the handlebar into the sky
Now close your eyes and fly
Shoot them in the face, shoot them in the face with your will
They are made of meat, they are made of meat - you of steel
Kick the handlebar, kick the handlebar into the sky
Now close your eyes and die
Now close your eyes and enjoy your last ride into sky
You're the one who dare, so don't be scared and simply fly
Gasoline sky
Put your feet on gas, put your feet on gas if you dare
Put yourself on edge, put yourself on edge and don't care
Kick the handlebar, kick the handlebar into the sky
Now close your eyes and fly
Shoot them in the face, shoot them in the face with your will
They are made of meat, they are made of meat - you of steel
Kick the handlebar, kick the handlebar into the sky
Now close your eyes and die
Now close your eyes and enjoy your last ride into sky
You're the one who dare, so don't be scared and simply fly
Gasoline sky
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9. |
L13
02:45
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Level one, grab a gun, follow me into “SCUMM”
Level two, grab two, they know what you have done
It's level three now, we're breaking out the door
It's level four, dead bodies on the floor
Level five, inhuman human tribe
Level six, I'm sick, sick, six-six-six
It's level seven, the same level as the level eleven
It's level eight, it's time to hate, hate, hate
Level nine, I'm fine, just shiver in the pines
Level ten, regret to be a human
It's level elevent, the same level as the level seven
It's level twelve, it's level thirteen
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10. |
Fuck me in a Mall
02:07
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If you wanna fuck me - fuck me in a mall
Cause I wanna be fucked on a marble floor
Strangers standing all around me
Taking pictures, gazing down
All I want is a super fuck
Give it to me, are you a shmuck?
Fuck me in a mall like an animal
If you wanna fuck me, do it in a bar
Cause I wanna be fucked like a superstar
Strangers standing all around me
Taking pictures, gazing down
All I want is a super fuck
Give it to me, are you a shmuck?
Fuck me in a bar like a superstar
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War With The Newts Berlin, Germany
In 2016 a punk band named "War with the Newts", was sent to prison by a military court for a crime they didn't commit. These band promptly escaped from a maximum security stockade to the Berlin underground. Today, still wanted by the government, they survive as musicians of fortune. If you have a party, if no one else can help, and if you can find them, maybe you can hire the War with the Newts ... more
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