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We'll Be Famous When We're Dead

by Fleas

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I can't walk through life with this world on my back under the pressure don't know how to react day by day I'm going insane give me a gun and i'll put it in your butt it seems that every fucking choice that i make sinks its teeth in things i love and rips them away i feel the anger and the pain building up inside i feel it taking over its a matter of time
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This Hardcore scene aint what it was you look around and don't see whats what cloned bands left and right snapback hats blind my eyes walls of shirts to support the band at $15 for merch they just want your cash out of place amount the black sheep these shows feel like I'm in a fashion scene one riff in your entire LP gets you on a tour in europe over seas ceremony sold out for a few bux we are the last of the punx
3.
The way you live is becoming old you need a promise that gives hope to your soul but the feeling of certainty died with your glow poisoned by having too much to prove I know the fucking boy inside trying to find a reason to stay alive but you can't live if you try You hear these lyrics and think of another stop and check I'm talking about all of us own what you know learn what you don't don't become what you hate just to prove someone wrong because they won't pick up you'll look just as bad until we stop letting the past out on the now 0208199001071988 suck up the tears and stop the collapse
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Don't need it but i want it far from platonic spilled beer on the floor laugh it up lets drink more i don't drink to be cool the Xs on your hand will cover that up ??? i don't need the straight edge i have control I'm far from pathetic seems silly to reject it just drink till we forget it the straight edge is cosmetic I'm as drunk as the line i can not walk I'm as cold as the booze i pour down my throat I'm as bad as the whiskey i spit in your face and i'll get fucked up and be the "disgrace' so lets sit and sing and drink and cheer and fight and laugh and raise up our beers we'll toast to the ones without any cares no worries or limits or judgmental stares
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Blacklisted from my own sickness the twisted have listed my subtle rage and moral absence on a page defended by the same who are insane a and give peace the myth of its name The millions of stares and countless glares don't compare to the loss of hair i tear sitting in a backless chair thinking about the unfair despair i blare from my speakers playing a sore voooooOOiccccceee if they call you their mate you're just an enemy in an Allie state Without your worry about your front to impress you can't be caught off guard with potential embarrassment I'm ready to break my teeth and ruin my new red dress ahhHHhhHhHhhhHhhhhhHHHHHhHhHHHhhhhhhhhHHHHHhhhHHhHh these thoughts you equated will leave you hated because the logic behind it all would seem outdated to all who the people who think they have made it i hate the good times because I'm the only one having the good times fuq I'm no friend I'm no friend of gods " "
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released October 30, 2013

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