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Show Me
00:51
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so you gotta lotta money
you think it makes a point of view
you burn a hole in your pocket
but Is it really burning you
they celebrate your time
Your boss is down to earth
but when you draw a line,
You might find out how much you’re worth
so you’ve got a fancy job
you could never be replaced
you’re making money out of time
and turning money into waste
you found a Golden ticket?
those are handed out at birth
so how much will you give it
How much is it really worth
you’re living day by day
they take it year by year
you’re wondering how much do they pay
They’re wondering how much do you hear
Show me how much Are you worth
what do you think you’re really worth
yeah show me how much are you worth
and will they give you what you’re worth
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2. |
Unnatural Disaster
00:53
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birds fallin outta the sky looking like they’re diseased, it’s a disaster
i spy talking heads on the telly telling us of the end, but we getting there faster
well the wars is getting warmer and the rhetoric is cold
and the truths lying somewhere in the middle covered up by the lies that we are told
an unnatural disaster
but how bad could it be
an unnatural disaster
we gotta fight cos we can’t flee
what are these omens meant to be
theres ghosts of the human consumption rising up with the sea
we used to put them into bottles, we used to turn it into wine
but the world is getting sicker and we’re running out of time
an unnatural disaster
it’s as bad as Can be
an unnatural disaster
we Gotta fight cause we can’t flee
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3. |
Head in A Vat
02:21
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some call me genius. Some say insane
i castrate all my feelings as i isolate the pain
untapped potential forfeit in vain
the impulses release Within the wires within my brain
how did I live so hypnotised
this most fantastic sheet deceives my eyes
inside the jar inside the brain
inside the heart inside the vein
what Is a conscience when it’s built by just one man
what Is a soul to me, to hold, to keep, to have
how did I live so paralysed
the most fantastic world so synthesised
what are these demons I’ve devised
electrical impulses paradise
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4. |
The Shrew
01:19
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I you say you’re getting better
I should have cut you from the start
I you ripped my heart in two
And I’m coming for you
you’re doing fine but I don’t care anymore
you put a sickness in me, I used to be so warm
I wouldn’t wanna be the fool who comes after you
you put a hunger in me, I gotta feed it baby
you fed me lies and you said it was love
you coulda leave me be, but you kept picking at me
don’t know what to do but prove it to you
so try and stop me, I will consume you baby
this isn’t over
this isn’t the end
i'm not Gonna get better
i’m gonna get revenge
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5. |
Predator
01:25
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Louse
01:32
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where is the nonsense that you sweep beneath the bed
It’s Rolling with the parasites that try to reach your head
theyre mingling together As you toss and turn asleep
you thought that they were gone for good, but just were out of reach
are you ashamed?
what about those memories too awful to repeat?
what would you Pay to make sure no one else can see
they Intertwine with all bugs beneath the floor
festering inside your life like pus infected sores
are you ashamed?
are you ashamed?
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Kimia-Vocals
Will-Guitars
J.J.-Drums, Bass, Keys
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