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Hoist The Colours - 7602
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RunningLate - Sink
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Can’t focus on what matters most, The world turned upside down.
Hardly recognize my worn out face and worried frown. Caught between the thin lines of survival and life. Trying to find a way to put my old ways to the knife Put them to the knife. I stood there watching myself sink. Into a wellknown sea of work and trouble, I never thought it would be me losing everything I used to be! I lost control, strayed from the path. I can’t find my way back. You saw me drowning everyday, and I refused to let you help me until I Caught the lines you threw my way. You showed me everything I used to be. You Watched me drown in my mistakes! You watched me, every single day! You watched me when I was about to break! You watched me, but you will never see me SINK! SINK! SINK!
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Your vision finds its way to my brain, like a trojan horse! Infected, fed by the masses. Wel ofcourse, they must be right! Base what you say on what you see and what you hear and make sure it was with your own eyes and ears. They took your job, they’ve stolen your culture, and of course your bike! And these faggots they are trying to kiss you. Yeah right, I’m sick and tired. Base what you say on what you see and what you hear, and make sure it was with your own eyes and ears. Try to let go of your fear. Narrow-minded fool, kept unaware. Your parents tought you how to fear, anything outside your incestious little world. Don’t let reality get near. Can’t change reality, but we can change the eyes that see! Can’t change reality let’s try to change the eyes that see!
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The more you scream the less I hear. Your words won’t reach my ringing ears! Try to convince me and I’ll run further away. Polarised, what can I say, is what we are. And I’m afright there is no way. To find consensus/consessions/compassion in these days. Drift away from each other. Getting close to the borderline. It’s down to a simple yes or no. Should they stay or should they go? While reality is not that black and white. We can’t decide this overnight. And I am sickened by your hate.
And it triggers my rage. It makes me take a stand where, I used to be prepared to doubt. WE NEED TO OPEN OUR MINDS!
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RunningLate Zwolle, The Netherlands
Five friends who fabricate fast punk rock tracks with notable influences of Pennywise, Much the Same, Rise Against, Ignite and No Use For A Name.
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