1. |
Safe to Say
03:22
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It’s safe to say
We are not the ones
To follow your ways forever
It’s safe to say
We will be
The ones to break free
Fuck you for
All of these choices you make
Fuck you for
All of these lives that you take
Yeah you think
That you can kill and create
However it fits to your fucking aims
It’s safe to say
We are not the ones
To follow your ways so we can dig our own graves
It’s safe to say
We will be
The ones to break free
Put your fuckin’ fist in the air
Revolution’s ahead
Not giving up hope no our fight has just begun
Another big fuck you
For feeding us with fun
We’ll get inclusive injustice
If we really dare to fight
‘Cause yelling is allowed
But I was taught Revolution’s a crime
It’s safe to say
We are not the ones
To follow your ways so we can dig our own graves
It’s safe to say
We will be
The ones to break free
When you can’t feel our hearts aching
Though you heard our screams for help
You will see our chains breaking
Fists bumpin’ their way to your safe place
Our banners against your hypocrisy are wavin’
Get fuckin’ ready
We’re the ones to break free
It’s safe to say
We are not the ones
To follow your ways so we can dig our own graves
It’s safe to say
We will be
The ones to break free
The ones to break free
The ones to break free
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2. |
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Wake up!
We marched, you judged, wake up
Now!
You killed our future
When you stopped to care
Now blindfolded
You’re waiting
For the manmade chaos
To disappear
Your kind has built us a shrine
Your kind has ruined our lives
Your time to wake up for the system is fucked
We call out for you
Not all hope is lost
Move it
You gotta
do it
No time left to waste
Move it
You gotta
do it
Wake up and
Fight for it
Die for it
We marched, you judged, wake up
Where is your ambition?
Was is eaten alive by your career?
You got a phonebook full of cheats
And a briefcase full of secrets
We scream at your disguise to use it
Cause we share the same home
Can’t you see the acid rain
Falling down your office walls
So whether you know it or not
Whether you stand up or dodge
One thing’s for sure
Your kind already built us a shrine
Inherent destruction
a curse on all life
The glaciers are weeping
The green’s up in smoke
The culprit’s not sleeping
He’s tightening the rope
Your kind has built us a shrine
Your conscience your feelings your heart must be blind
Your time to wake up for the system is fucked
We call out for you
Not all hope is lost
Move it
You gotta
do it
No time left to waste
Move it
You gotta
do it
Wake up and
Fight for it
Die for it
Beauty’s fadin
Save our souls
Move it
You gotta
do it
Move it
You gotta
do it
You gotta
Fight for it
Die for it
Wake up!
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3. |
God for Sale
03:17
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What is the price
Of your loyalty?
How 'bout a life
Payed with royalties?
I can sell anything
All of your vanities
From leftist over rightist propaganda
To anarchy
God for Sale
Crack me open see if there's a god inside
Will you stick to your role?
All you do is repaint that facade of mine
When will I lose control?
I lose control
So you're claiming a will of your own
Free to choose, still bound to consume
Watch me sell Marx to your commie friends
Fake-meat to your vegan friends
Progress? to me it's just trends
Crack me open see if there's a god inside
Will you stick to your role?
All you do is repaint that facade of mine
When will I lose control?
I lose control
For Sale
God for sale
Crack me open see if there's a god inside
Will you stick to your role?
All you do is repaint that facade of mine
When will I lose control?
Crack me open see if there's a god inside
Will you stick to your role?
All you did was repaint that facade of mine
Yet still I'm in control
I'm in control
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4. |
The Witness
03:50
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Fingers crossed
Mind is dead
Fingers crossed
Ready to forget
There’s courage to survive this hell we spread
But all sails are set to drown
And you’re insisting on your right to look away
You’re the witness
We could clearly see
The mess we’re creating
We’re segregating
Wake up
We fail to see the need for sympathy
We look away
With fear we dig their graves
Now we are in a rush
We’re baiting those who fail to fit the norm
But it’s ourselves who fail to
Stand up and take back control
You’re the witness
We could clearly see
The mess we’re creating
We’re segregating
Reclaim the hatred
Our leaders have left
Light up the torches
Burn the flags that brought us death
Now burn the flags that
Brought us death
All sails are set to drown
You’re the witness
We could clearly see
The mess we’re creating
We’re segregating
Reclaim the hatred
Our leaders have left
Light up the torches
Burn the flags that brought us death
That brought us death
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MRS GOAT Berlin, Germany
MRS GOAT aus Berlin liefern Gesellschaftskritik in Form von catchy Hooks mit Post-Hardcore Kante.
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