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GRAPESHOT - The Scene
04:40
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Posers, begging the masses
For some attention
Up on the stage
Purists searching their egos
Under a label
Already created
Nothing new/Under the sun
They like to proclaim
They just wanna/be stars
Got nothing to say
I´m not attending to your show
To your vain attempt
To be someone you are not
You´re completely fake
FUCK YOU METAL PRICK
SUCK MY METAL DICK
Clothing, hairstyle n´ piercings
This is your scene Last
fashion games
You can stick your glasses
cap n´ ear gauges
Up your ass
Sectarians segregate
Protecting their shit
They only know to emulate
Their favorite bands
Saw you standing as a crab
Trying to be cool
Couldn´t be less genuine
Metal has no rules
Hey true metalheads around
the same goes for you
Open your mind, check this sound
Metal has no rules
I´m Sick and tired of outdated metalheads
Fed up with those just follow the new fads
Music is a fuel
For the heart and soul
Not a vehicle
For you to be cool
Metal way of life´s
Not made for those who
Follow metal fads
Only when they´re young
Try to be yourself
Not another clone
Of the brand new star
teenage wanna blow
I will give you a chance
I´m not a pigheaded
I wish we could have
A stronger metal scene
Mass Media and most of metal mags
Can suck my nuts they`re a bunch of crap
FUCK YOU METAL PRICK
SUCK MY METAL DICK
FUCK YOU METAL PRICK
SUCK MY METAL DICK
I´m not attending to your show
To your vain attempt
To be someone you are not
You´re completely fake
I´m humble don´t get me wrong
Just my attitude
I try to teach you with this song
This eternal tune
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GRAPESHOT - Zombies
04:20
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Every morning I wake up is always the same
Streets full of zombies they´re trying to absorb my brain
I´ve killed some of them but they are to many for me
I´m the last human everyone is turning insane
LATE AT NIGHT
I go and fight
HUMANITY
Is out of sight
LATE AT NIGHT
I go and fight
HUMANITY
Is out of sight
Lot of the zombies want you to become one of them
No need to think They will show you how you should be
Life can be easy if all of your feelings are dead
Painful experience awaits you If you wanna live
LATE AT NIGHT
I go and fight
HUMANITY
Is out of sight
LATE AT NIGHT
I go and fight
HUMANITY
Is out of sight
Every morning I wake up is always the same
Streets full of zombies they´re trying to absorb my brain
I´ve killed some of them but they are to many for me
I´m the last human everyone is turning insane
LATE AT NIGHT
I go and fight
HUMANITY
Is out of sight
LATE AT NIGHT
I go and fight
HUMANITY
Is out of sight
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GRAPESHOT - No Flowers
04:35
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I cannot stand I just wanna leave
It's Like a sign a nerve a pure desire
Time has eroded the crude play
Kisses have the taste of death
Better off alone
I 'm not pleased
I don't care
The relief of happiness
I know I won't see
Flowers on my grave
I wanna love
I wanna live
But I've been so long adrift
(I) Gotta take the helm
finally reach my fate
Some out takes were filmed in my life
Good takes were always lost files
Media offline between black clips
Final cut never released
This is my premiere
I 'm not pleased
I don't care
The relief of happiness
I know I won't see
Flowers in my grave
I wanna love
I wanna live
But I've been so long adrift
(I) Gotta take the helm
finally reach my fate
Take these lies
and make a suitcase
Fill it with your dreads,
seal it with a kiss
Sink it to the ocean
In slow motion
Kill future laments
like in abortion
Self Abortion
Self Abortion
My last option
I'm not pleased
I don't care
The relief of happiness
I know I won't see
Flowers in my grave
I wanna love
I wanna live
But I've been so long adrift
(I) Gotta take the helm
finally reach my fate
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Such a shame
You have lost another chance
To become your own god
What the fuck
You prefer to be slaves
No responsibility
How many times I've lost my patience
How many times I drop off the lines
What in this life Can restore my breath
And throw me light
Throw me some light (x3)
What the fuck
You prefer to be slaves
No responsibility
What is life
For you bastard
Just a corral
How many times I've lost my patience
How many times I drop off (the) lines
How many times I gotta hate this life
Then hold it tight
How many times I've lost my patience
How many times I've been lost
How many times I gotta hate this life
Then hold it tight
The first step to be a good misanthrope
Is loving life like anyone does
How many times I've lost my patience
How many times I drop off the lines
How many times humans disappoint me
More than I do
HOW MANY TIMES
THIS EXISTENCE
IS OVERRATED
THE HUMAN RACE
HAS COME TO AN END
How many fucking times (x2)
How many times I've lost my patience
How many times I drop off the lines
What in this life Can restore my breath
And throw me light
How many times I've lost my patience
What in this life can restore
How many times I gotta hate this life
Then hold it tight
I’m loving life as anyone can do
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I can play your game better than all these guys
Shiny shells around you just like satellites
You see my potential then you can't miss the chance
Gonna tell you something before starting the game
BABE! You wouldn't let me go
HEY! You wouldn't let me go
All time long
(You) brag about knowing men, but you still don't know me
Not even in your dreams, you'll get this kind of love
Be careful what you wish for, cause you just might get it
Hold your horses baby, best is yet to come
HEY! You wouldn't let me go
BABE! You wouldn't let me go
You're about to know the greatest O
You're about to learn to let you go
Bodies are for playing
Don't pretend just hold me tight
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Yeah, you know my name
But now is late
I´m not a saint
I´ve never been
No more a slave
For what you say
Cause every sin is living under my skin
Lives under my skin
Lives under my skin
GOD
FUCK YOU UP
GOD
LISTEN TO THIS
Yeah, you know my name
But now is late
I´m not a saint
I´ve never been
No more a slave
For what you say
Cause every sin is living under my skin
Lives under my skin
Lives under my skin
Burn out your wings
Follow me to the land
We´re godless angels
For so long a fish in the stream
With no bait not even plancton
Let´s kill the fishermen
It´s time to get some action
GOD
FUCK YOU UP
GOD
Yeah, you know my name
But now is late
I´m not a saint
I´ve never been
No more a slave
For what you say
Cause every sin is living under my skin
Lives under my skin
Lives under my skin
Burn out your wings
Follow me to the land
We´re godless angels
For so long a fish in the stream
With no bait not even plancton
Let´s kill the fishermen
It´s time to get some action
I got enough
From heaven and Hell
There is no God
God´s in the mirror
Burn out your wings
Follow me to the land
We´re godless angels x2
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7. |
GRAPESHOT - Fornicage
04:06
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Dancing with brainless Miss Suburbian Slut
Pumping your muscles like a reflex ACT
This isn't love just fornicage
This isn't sex just fornicage
This automatic Wildness
Makes u hollow and so heartless
Don't misunderstand me
This song is liberating (semilimpio)
This isn't love just fornicage
This isn't sex just fornicage
This competitive sickness
Sells you clothes and stupid fitness
Fuck a preppy
With an empty mind
Is close to necrophilia
Cause everytime I fuck
Everytime I get laid
I need to feel you there
pervert metal girl
This isn't love just fornicage
This isn't sex just fornicage
This automatic Wildness
Makes u hollow and so heartless
Cause everytime I fuck
Everytime I get laid
I need to feel you there
pervert metal girl
You could be hot as hell
empty human shell
But I know you don't like
The Marquis de Sade
This is not about love is just
FORNICAGE
This is not about sex i just
FORNICAGE
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The sun is gone
Everyone knows about it
the blinding moon
Is looking for somebody
I live in whiskey bars
I sleep in dirty clubs
Sometimes I gotta puke
To keep on drinking fuel
Cute girls on drugs
Sex in a filthy bathroom
The blinding moon
Is coming with the bad news
My mind is blank
I'm overdrunk
Dazed and confused
I don't know how much I can loose, I want another shot
But now is closing time
I'm gonna take my car, to the next whiskey bar
The whiskey bar
A shelter from the fake men
The blinding moon
Throw light on human darkness
Another line of coke
And then begins the show
I always look for more, I love it when it is pure
Some cops are chasing me
Because I'm rocking free
I love to show their kids
How to hate all the pigs
Night by night
I will stare
at the blinding moon
SOLO
I live in whiskey bars
I sleep in dirty clubs
Sometimes I gotta puke
To keep on drinking fuel
My mind is blank
I'm overdrunk
Dazed and confused
I don't know how much I can loose, I want another shot
But now is closing time
I'm gonna take my car, to the next whiskey bar
In middle of hangover
I'm never gloom and doom
Because I got my lover
She is the blinding moon
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