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I wrote a song and it came true
Because every thought is a question
Running around inside my head
Every thought is a question
Quick fix
I cant stand still
Theres so much more to know
And I need it like a pain pill
Standing at the bottom
Of the next uphill
I’ll leave no stone unturned
To get the information
Keep moving
Keep moving
I’ve got a new obsession now
Cos every thought is a question
Until the next thing catches my eye
Every thought is a question
Quick fix
I cant stand still
theres so much more to know
And I need it like a pain pill
Standing at the bottom
Of the next uphill
I’ll Leave no stone unturned
To get the information
Keep moving
Keep moving
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The heroes and icons
The ones that we looked up to
Gave us something different
Something to hold on to
Captured feelings
Emotions of youth
Sometimes even Influencing
Our formative points of view
Fallen idols
You were a blue tacked poster
Stuck on the door
Now a signed self portrait
On a prison cell wall
Fallen idols
It was a matter of time 'til
Your card got called
Now you get to witness
Your own downfall
From kiddy fiddlers
To outright nazis
Raping and grooming
And everything in between
There was a time
when we all were shocked
But its a regular occurrence
For these guides to be found to be lost
Fallen Idols
Another disappointment
Fallen from grace
Concrete shoes gifted by the human race
Fallen idols
The Beauty has all but turned to rot
Past present future
Erased and forgot
A line in a song
A line in a film
We identified something in us
With something in you
Fallen Idols
Outrageous views
We found the present incorrect
So heres a fuck you!
Fallen Idols
A blue-tacked poster on the wall
Fallen Idols
The glory days are gone now heres the door
Fallen Idols
A legacy decayed into a farewell
Fallen Idols
Welcome to hell!
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What this on the horizon
The shit with all the flies on
What the fuck is really going on?
Same old story rolling
And we all know its wrong
We’re in the dark
Even though we’ve got the lights on
There’s a witch hunt coming on
And it may not be that long
We’re in the dark
but we’re still feeling
Yeah we’re still standing strong
Its another Witch Hunt
Kicking up Hysteria
I can’t see any clearer
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Thinking about the thin king
View it all through The camera lens
Yesterday's empires
Are buried deep down In the sand
Multitudinal cultures thrived
Not all subjects
Lived and died
By the sword
Or By the autocrat
None the less
Defeat came to pass
Civilisation, Minoan gone
Civilisation
Starving children with starving eyes
Storm drains filled from the stormy skies
Drink it up 'til the well runs dry
Climate, fertile lands, goodbye
Assimilated or vanished, dead
Resources all done and spent
Fast forward and we the signs
An incomplete picture of their decline
Civilisation Minoan gone
Civilisation Clovis gone
Civilisation Olmec gone
Civilisation
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El Chapo - Resist
02:56
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Held down
ACAB
Kept down
Get off me
Wrong path to take
Bond that we've made
Formed from the hate
Resist the police state
Bent pigs
ACAB
At Liberty
No one is free
Wrong path to take
Bond that we've made
Formed from the hate
Fuck the police state
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El Chapo - Sludge Cake
03:49
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These fucking jokers remain
These stuck up posers unchanged
Enough's enough for one reign
No cunt now trusts what you say
One rule for them one for us
You fools are nothing but mugs
No truth and lacking substance
We're through with all of these cunts
We're sick of scandals these scandalous pricks are animals
We're going backwards these backward tories are laughable
We'll take a stand when your standards are far from admirable
We're fucking sick of this shit
We've had enough of this pain
Trying to push against the grain
Your attitude is deranged
We need to wipe off this stain
There's nothing more to discuss
No more waiting for justice
You won't keep fucking with us
We're through with all of these cunts
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Born from hate
My tortured state
Your fall from grace
This call for change
Enough of you fools
Your lucks gonna change
Its all what you do
And not what you say
Starting out fresh
But tarot cards spelling death
The start is the end
This path you can't mend
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