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Still No Love For Unity
03:10
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You fucking cunt, I spit in your face
I´m on the hunt, keep up the pace
Fuck your rules, set me free
Overcome the fools, let me be
Push me fucking further
Ignite the fucking hatred
Deaf to your principles, dead to your world
Treat me like a criminal, let me burn
Friendly fire, no fucking hit
Your time expires, let it slip
Skinheads and Punks, I don´t give a fuck
No fucking love for unity
Your code of conduct is obsolete
I´m still fucked up, back to the streets
This is my commitment
You won´t pass my judgement
Still no love for unity
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Your face, your grin, rage, choke on this
Two-faced sucker, forked tongue motherfucker
Your rise, build on lies, you creep, face defeat
Master of speech, nothing more than a leech
Your venom not longer a threat
Poison spitter, I see red
No harm by your bite
I resist your spite
Lying ability, fucking creep
False realty, eternal sleep
After shedding skin, a snake stays a snake
You´re a dead beat, from the cradle to the grave
You motherfucker!
Look into my eyes, don´t tell me that you never realize that you´re livivng a life of lies
But one day you will swallow your tongue
The truth will come to light, your song remains unsung
(Chris)
Better step or your fucking regret
One wolf is stronger than thousands of rat
BSD x COM gives a fuck about your gang
We´re kicking in your mommy´s door and give it doggy to your hoe
59 swing on sight, always ready for a fight
Most hated while we are alive
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Scars
01:32
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The scar reminds me of the bitter pain
Your long fucking gone, a brutal memory
Years passed by, still it feels the same
On and on and on, bound to misery
After getting up
It pulls me down
After lot of love
Smash to the ground
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True until death, ´til the next trend
True to the bone, true colors never show
Bullshit view, phony alibis
No fucking clue, waste of life
On your fakers path, your last call
Fucking rat, you will fall
(Scotty & Drill Sergeant)
Waste my time and I´ll waste your life
Heavy clap to the face don´t need no knife
Your path where the fakers walk
Is full of rats and ya phony talk
Deny your friends you won´t last.
No integrity,
no sincerity
True until death
´til the next trend
True to the bone
True colors never show
Bullshit view, phony alibis
No fucking clue, waste of life
On your fakers path, your last call
Fucking rat, you will fall
(Scotty & Drill Sergeant)
Denying friends yeh you won´t last
With friends like these yeh ya gonna die fast
Quarantee they´ll make it slow
Fakers don´t last yeh, they only choke
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Outer Peace, Inner Grief
01:53
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Outer piece, inner grief
All the pain, all the hate, a cross to bare, a cold stare
Tell my why, all the lies, I´m your son, now your gone
You weren´t strong, you were wrong, walked your path, straight to death
Answers i seek, to numb to speak, life is pain, nothing to gain
All the sorrow, no tomorrow,
outer peace, inner grief
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