1. |
DRAGON
01:07
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I wanna see you crawl
I wanna see you crawl ,I wanna see you on your knees
They never thought that we are gonna strike back again
I wanna take them down
I wanna see you crawl
They wanna take us down, take us down on the Ground
They wanna see us down, see us down on the Ground
I wanna take the down, take them down on the Ground
They never get us down, I wanna see u crawl
They wanna see us crawl, they wanna see us on the Ground
They wanna take us down, they wanna fuck us up again
They never get us down, we gonna rise our fists again
i wanna see u back on the streets again,
I wanna taste your blood, I wanna eat your skulls,
They thought they could take us down again, they never get us down I wanna see u crawl
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FOKO
01:18
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Foko foko Foko foko Foko foko Foko foko Will you love me when Im old
When I come in from the cold
Get my legs out of this place
So I can get off my face
I canʼt take this shit no more
Your crooked lie
Your crooked law
Weʼr kicking in your fuckin door yeh Love me when weʼr burning tanks
Love me when weʼr burning banks
You better run you flithy skum
You better run cause here we come
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PLASTIC BAG
04:13
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Skeletons walk around my head
The roots of ancient trees
Like fingers deep down inside of me
I see you I see me
In the parade down in front of me
A dark and potent song dances through the breeze
As the march reaches the park
I donʼt wanna go I donʼt wanna go down there
They sing songs they dance around
The branches of the trees hold up the sky
I can hear the laughter from the trees
I can hear the laughter from the trees
I can hear the laughter from the trees
I see you I see me
I try to scream but no one can hear me
Just hear the trees laughing at me
I donʼt wanna go I donʼt wanna go down there
The place is empty the place is dead
I try to run but the plastic bag wraps its way around my head
The roots of ancient trees
Like fingers deep down inside of me
I donʼt see you I donʼt see me
All I can hear is the trees
All I can hear is the trees
All I can hear is the trees laughing at me
I donʼt wanna go I donʼt wanna go down there
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MECHANICAL SPIDERS
01:48
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Mechanical spiders climbing out my ears Their red eyes shining
Bringing me to tears
Your words are banging inside my head It just destroys my brain
This must be worse than being dead
A little caterpillar eats my cataracts
A giant undead tiger crawling on my back
Your words are banging inside my head
It just destroys my brain
This must be worse than being dead
A dragonfly looked me in the eye
Showed me another world and took me for a ride
I got up on his back and went through the clouds I saw you through his eyes kaleidoscope fantasise t just destroys my brain
This must be worse than being dead
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5. |
HAMMA
01:51
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I never thought Id seen the light
I never thought id see the hammer and the strike I never thought Id seen the light
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INSECTS
04:34
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I stuck in your Lungs
I can control your breathing
Stuck in your lungs
Maybe you`re drowning
It could be fun, to see you die
It could be fun, to eat you from the inside out Your tiny Hair, fingering the back of my throat Your rotten Blood, feeding my teeth
It could be fun, to see you die
Your rotten Blood feeding my teeth
Eternal on my teeth
You stuck in my, you stuck in my, you stuck in my Lungs
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7. |
WAS GEHT
00:41
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Was geeehhht
Dich das an?!
Was geeehhht
Dich das an?!
Hat Heidi sich das Haus gekauft,
Henning wieder mit Chris gerauft.
Gunnar wird es nie versteh‘n,
Theresa bald in Rente geh‘n.
Alex ging mal in nen Puff.
Olivia ist ständig druff.
Und jeder hier fragt int‘ressiert:
Was geht?
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PUTAS DE LA MUERTE
01:26
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Lüge, ersticken, mit dem Messer im Rücken.
Eine Linie, eine Maske, sich als Christ gut bücken. Geformte Hölle, gelutschte Moral
Schlampe, des Todes
Schlampe, des Todes
Angst vor Unbefindlichkeit,
Krümmel der Sehnsucht
Zufriedenheit mit Gewohnheit
Fick die Normalität
Schlampe, des Todes
Schlampe, des Todes
Putas de la muerte
Putas de la muerte
Putas de la muerte
Putas de la muerte
Spuck Blut und Sperma auf die seelische Unabhängigkeit Halt die Leinen fest
Ich solidarisiere mit Dreck
Schlampe, des Todes
Schlampe, des Todes
Schlampe, des Todes
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PINK WONDER Berlin, Germany
Vagina of love and nature,
look at the sky and the world
we puke pink wonder out of our throats.
pinky puky bloody punk
pinkwonderpuke.com
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