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i wrote a collection of songs on the laptop when i was working graveyards at a 24 hour garage. i would write the beats then come home and record the guitar and vocals over the top before going to sleep. this song was the last song written with 6 songs completed. (one for each night). hence the anger in the lyric asim very tired by this stage....trend setter and im a player were also written at this time (night 1 & 2 respectively).
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Lyrics
headin' straight to the grave aren't ya?
just want to be a slave, don't ya?
stil waiting for a false answer
but doing fuck all just builds up your patience.
(ya fuck)
the way that you carry yourself,
the way you treat everyone else
the words you choose
the excuses when you lose
backed up by a moralistic pride
externally yours but not whats on the inside
the upper hand, your station
revolution, salvation
im diggin a hole and using you as a shovel
a guild of thieves at the most personal level
history was written by the winner of a conflict
hidden is the truth of the blood that runs thick
staining lies
headin' straight to the grave aren't ya?
just want to be a slave, don't ya?
stil waiting for a false answer
but doing fuck all just builds up your patience.
i guess im no better than you
who knows what the fuck to do
as long as theres a t.v in the room
forget about everything and fall asleep soon
im falling through the soap box
that ive stood on for so long
who knows what to say?
its all rot and society has decayed
sell me to your leader
im gonna feed ya
sixty pounds of the finest cheeba
see things clearer, than any fucken speech
from any prime sinister
buy the lies, fall for the disguise
it's not your fault i can see
through the scabs on your eyes
innocence has died
consistent with the highs
who could know that we'd go so low
the rhythm of the system
it aint the beat
im walking on the other side for fear of the street
anarchy simple, thought pattern elite
evacuation, mind interrogation.............
just want to be a slave, don't ya?
stil waiting for a false answer
but doing fuck all just builds up your patience.
(ya fuck)
the way that you carry yourself,
the way you treat everyone else
the words you choose
the excuses when you lose
backed up by a moralistic pride
externally yours but not whats on the inside
the upper hand, your station
revolution, salvation
im diggin a hole and using you as a shovel
a guild of thieves at the most personal level
history was written by the winner of a conflict
hidden is the truth of the blood that runs thick
staining lies
headin' straight to the grave aren't ya?
just want to be a slave, don't ya?
stil waiting for a false answer
but doing fuck all just builds up your patience.
i guess im no better than you
who knows what the fuck to do
as long as theres a t.v in the room
forget about everything and fall asleep soon
im falling through the soap box
that ive stood on for so long
who knows what to say?
its all rot and society has decayed
sell me to your leader
im gonna feed ya
sixty pounds of the finest cheeba
see things clearer, than any fucken speech
from any prime sinister
buy the lies, fall for the disguise
it's not your fault i can see
through the scabs on your eyes
innocence has died
consistent with the highs
who could know that we'd go so low
the rhythm of the system
it aint the beat
im walking on the other side for fear of the street
anarchy simple, thought pattern elite
evacuation, mind interrogation.............
dreadmon
This has got some serious 'nads, and I'm lovin' it. The energy, the anarchic pulse of it, it's highly creative and imaginative, goes all over the map stylistically, while maintaining its edge. Love that bass-led breakdown with the synths. Great vox, the guitar is totally sick - the sounds you're choosing are insanely good. I've gotta give it up to you here - this is one sick piece of work. Now, here's my beef - without the lyrics posted here, I wouldn't have been able to catch a lot of what you're saying here, and that's very important, because your lyrics are really killer, man. I don't know if it's perhaps the production, things are kinda kept closely together, or maybe it's the effect on your voice - but it was hard to make out what you were saying without following along. Other than that - this is a seriously great piece of work - more power to you, I'm looking forward to hearing more late-night indulgences from ya. Cheers!