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Intro-Mental
00:29
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*Punk rock instrumental*
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2. |
Confuse You
02:58
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Does it confuse you because you've seen me nude?
Does it confuse you that i grew up like a dude?
So don't think about it,
It doesn't even matter to me or you,
I'm still the same damn person,
I'm still the same damn person!
Does it confuse you because the way that i dress?
Would it amuse you to pick my clothes out for me?!
So don't think about it,
It doesn't even matter to me or you,
I'm still the same damn person,
I'm still the same damn person!
I'm still the same damn person!
I'm still the same damn person!
I'm still the same damn person!
It doesn't even matter to me or you!
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3. |
Global Surrender
02:40
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It's never nice to see this world's complacency,
We've all read the news, we've seen the wars on the TV.
Maybe just leave it be, thank god that's not near me,
Praised be the soldiers that are murdering my enemies.
War brings me down!
I hate these clowns,
Ignore the suffering like that's not my problem.
Invasions don't keep us free, no threat upon our seas,
We're not fighting nazis there's no need for an army.
Put down your cup of tea, check on your military,
If they're abroad killing children it's your duty to get angry.
War brings me down!
I hate these clowns,
Ignore the suffering like that's not my problem.
We should be in the street, demand the world take peace,
They fight so hard to find it in far away countries,
Ironically it seems.
All man can live as one if all sides lay down their guns,
Rise up in rage together, call for Global Surrender,
(Global Surrender!)
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Insanitised
03:10
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Blue gloves, white walls, steel capped gum-boots,
Don't touch the floors, don't eat the food.
High pressure hose and no windows,
keep clean and leave your shit at home!
I'm working overtime,
To leave my bills behind,
But now i live inside,
And i don't have a life...
Now i feel i've been insanitised!
Short break still work, back through foot-baths,
Distract yourself and produce the food.
Fit in with drones, rich CEOs,
Keep calm and slave your time away!
I'm doing time!
I'm doing time!
I'm doing time!
In the coffee line.
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5. |
Puzzle Solved
00:56
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When i met you didn't know you would be the missing piece,
As i got to know you, didn't know you would make me complete.
And even though i almost let you go,
Think i finally got this puzzle solved;
We fit side by side,
We fit side by side,
We fit side by side,
We fit side by side!
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Jeffree
01:41
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Jeffree, we called it Jeffree,
Jeffree, 'cause that's just how we roll!
Jeffree did funny things, it worked so good,
A cocktail of favourites, nature and science,
Blazed, hazed, absolutely spaceded,
The very complex cigarette that got me fucking wasted.
Jeffree, it was a Jeffree,
Jeffree, 'cause that's how we fucking roll!
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7. |
Who are they?!
02:19
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Fuck the pigs and the government,
Lying and cheating to make us what we aren't.
Churches and schools teaching us,
Standing in line obedience, how to live their lives.
But we don't want their policies,
And we don't want societies,
We don't ever want to bow down.
Yeah we don't want their policies,
And we don't want societies,
We don't ever want to bow down.
Grow up they say and get a job,
Your clothes are fucked up and you're a slob,
But who are they?!
We'll carry on, we'll live our lives,
We'll take on any fuckers who'll criticise,
So fuck you!!
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8. |
Back Here
03:42
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We always end up back here,
We try to leave at least twice a year.
It's not what it seems,
You might be stuck but it's what you make it,
Spread the word around town,
We're gonna get together,
Stay strong;
There will be friends here forever
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9. |
Untapped Potential
02:46
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Wasted so much time on hibernation,
Erasing day-light hours with procrastination,
Feeling sorry for myself like a mental patient.
Been covered up with a dead sensation,
Wrapped up ready for a young cremation,
Untapped potential turns anticipation.
The day has come to smell the roses;
well coffee is a cheap fix,
Carry out my life goals today;
And coffee is a cheap fix,
The hour has come to be myself;
Well coffee is a cheap fix,
Nothing can stop me from rocking now.
The second i wake i need the fastest tempo,
With boiled ingredient to cure this mellow,
Feeling like today will be the best that i've known.
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10. |
2011
02:47
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Empty cigarette shells,
No place that feels like mine,
Too poor to survive the week,
Spend the last ten on cheap wine.
Tried to get a job,
And my benefit got cut,
Think i'm going backwards and,
i'm thinking that i'm stuck.
I thought this would be my lucky year,
Started to come together but i'm nowhere near,
It seemed so long, it's been too short,
I slap an "F" on my end of year report.
Several girls have come and gone,
I've cared more and less,
But none of them could stick around,
With my craziness.
A few fresh scars,
Worsening anxiety,
I did so well to stop,
Now i only crave to drink.
I thought this would be my lucky year,
Started to come together but i'm nowhere near,
It seemed so long, it's been too short,
I slap an "F" on my end of year report.
Rain or shine i ruin,
Everything i do,
I know i shouldn't feel so bad,
'Cause there's worse things to go through.
I understand myself,
So much better now,
But living with myself is hard,
And i still don't know how.
I thought this would be my lucky year,
Started to come together but i'm nowhere near,
It seemed so long, it's been too short,
I slap an "F" on my end of year report.
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11. |
Dependent
02:49
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You pull me back at just the right time,
You tangled my intentions long enough,
I climbed high despite your gravity,
But i sink, i sink, i sink.
You helped me stumble through the dark days,
Daring me to try and try again,
You always sent me home in the worst states,
And i sink, i sink, i sink.
Dependent, dependent, dependency,
Dependent, dependent, dependency.
You call my name when i'm without you,
Threaening to detonate everyday,
I can't quit the cold seduction,
Yeah i sink, i sink, i sink.
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12. |
Conflict Within
02:16
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Life has taught me many things but it all seems so useless,
It's hard to deal with anything when it's all so fucking pointless,
I think i need a cigarette but i'm so sick of smoking,
Change the scene i've had enough, i've seen it all before.
Before my time i've seen everything,
Everything, except what i came to see.
I'm sick of going nowhere and everything's the same,
But i don't belong in the real world because everything's a game,
I'm sick of chasing rainbows; there is no pot of gold,
I hope, i hope bring my dreams alive before i get too old.
Lost in habits of my own, claiming my misfortune,
Talentless, self-loathing mess, dreams are all that's free,
Find a pit and call it home, settle for nothing more,
All the way or go away, this battle is my confict within.
Before my time i've seen everything,
Everything, except what i came to see.
I'm sick of going nowhere and everything's the same,
But i don't belong in the real world because everything's a game,
I'm sick of chasing rainbows; there is no pot of gold,
I hope, i hope bring my dreams alive before i get too old.
I'm so sick of going nowhere and everything's the same,
But i don't belong in the real world because everything's a game,
I'm sick of chasing rainbows; there is no pot of gold,
I hope, i hope bring my dreams alive before i get too old.
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Mental Fatal New Zealand
Mental Fatal, from Christchurch NZ, play a fast and angry, punk influenced sound. The band has released both diy and studio material that'll cut your soul like rusty scissors. Flick a like on Facebook, thanks! Facebook.com/mentalfatal
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